We lost.
2-8

we could have.
but we didn't.

the first two quarters were good.
but what went wrong in the last two?

I could sense your disappointment.
I could sense everyone's.
and you sense mine. perhaps you tried to cheer me up?

There you put on a strong front.
and I wonder why I care so much.
Knowing that yeah, no point crying over spilt milk.
Move on. Learn from the mistakes. Move on..

we are moving on.
but deep down, everyone is sad..
and I felt so much like crying.
My heart's aching for the team..
and we have to move on.

tomorrow is math test.
Fucked up.