Saturday, October 27, 2007

Today was damn lousy. Got pulled out of bed so damn early for a Futsol Tournament. Got second place + a 20 bucks Fareprice Voucher. But it engraved my sickness la. Got to play striker and defender. Run around like mad! Got 2 goals under my name!! Yea!

Come back like cannot breathe properly, feel dryness in the throat. Can’t even take a nap properly. Think this it hitting me quite hard. Need some time to recover. Gonna start searching for my medicine le.

- your only -

  • the stalker the lover passenger of love going round but not getting anywhere summer love mystical feeling unique one

my wants

  • your number - hav it
  • your name - hav it
  • your love -

remembered

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