Tribute to my life in MIVB♥

From an all girls team to this crazy mixed team of volleyballers, I've watched each and every ♥ed ones shed their tear, laughed their hearts out and vented their frustrations. We've been through much, from crazy stupid misunderstandings to thick and thin. The booze and dance to hard core mugging sessions. I've watched them come and watched them leave.

Now, it's my turn to leave.

The last match against TJC, didn't mean to end the way it is. It's not justified, really. ):

It's gonna be hard. I was sitting at Starbucks yesterday, brooding over Economics, the first 2 to 3 hours was fine, was productive and then thereafter, my mind was at training, telling myself how I'd rather be at training with them, even if it's just doing the dreary physical work.

I'd never thought I'd be this attached to MIVB♥ when I first joined, now, it's time to leave, it feels like I've been short changed, like I haven't had enough of them yet. Forced to go away from my team, I'd rather die, trust me. What am I going to do on every Monday now, I used to tell myself, it's okay, Wednesday and Fridays are coming soon. What's in it for me on Wednesdays and Fridays now? ):

Mug, eat, sleep, school, mug, eat, sleep, school, mug, eat, sleep, school.
As a matter of fact, I have no life now.

Something's missing?

Volleyball.

P.S: I'll miss y'all much, really. It feels so terrible tears start forming in my eyes. ):