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Basketball season !

I ALLOW TO PLAY BASKETBALL!!!

it makes me die in the first day. now, is the 3rd day. i hope it will be better.
but really, I surrender cause after 4 months never do any sport-and now.......

yeah, I realize I suck at it. but really, I don't care. I am here to learn, I am here to grapple, I am here to give all of my afford to play.

sometimes, i feel small, i feel not confident, i feel THE WORST.
back again, its my first time playing, i never play before. so, it's acceptable.
i don't care I WANT TO BE ABLE TO PLAY. and i believe, if I try continuously, i can play one day.

and i wanna cry yesterday, cause Kandice is going to give me her basketball shoes for me cause i don't have any. and they feel bad when look at my shoes. "that's sliding shoes Azka!"

I LOVE YOU GUYS!
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  1. Agus SetyaDecember 1, 2011 at 6:57 PM

    Hi Azka, fight to practice basketball.
    i like playing too.
    assalaamu'alaikum

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  2. Azka AzifaFebruary 19, 2012 at 11:09 PM

    Waalaikumsalam :)
    Do you I know you? :)
    really? that's cool! What team you playing for?

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