As ping pong goes i am very near to becoming the grand master (over Pierre) as out of 4 best-of-seven games i am currently winning 3-1 including 2 4-0 drubbings. after adapting away from my backspin cut shot and now adapting a very deaqdly forehand and backhand topspin shots i am starting to outpower the man of chinese origin's ONE shot which is his (truthfully quite good) forehand topspin which at first was giving me a bit of trouble.
Pool on the otherhand is a different story, out of the 30 or 40 games (i know its a lot) pierre has won about half. i know that sounds about normal but when u look at the amount of wins that pierre has actually pot all his balls and then the black it is about 1. then again i realise that to be a truly greta pool player i have to cut out the errors and stop potting the white and teh black or actually pot teh black in the hole i say i will. fucking pool.
trains i cool. slept in a open footed hard-sleeper this time which is basically just a gallery (and smellery) of people's feet. the food as always was delicious, ive got the chinese down for tofu, vegetables and rice, sorted. the family underneath us didnt give us as much ranjdom shit but teh they did give us some non-specific fruits, we also got our jasmine tea on.
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