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CZT More than anything else. For all the lost words trapped between my teeth and underneath my tongue  |
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20090614 I actually limited myself for about 10-15 mins on the internet to check some school stuffs but you know how i am w the internet. It turned out to be erm, a few hours more than the time i set for myself. Shit man, i should like voluntarily check myself into a rehab centre for computer+internet addiction. I wish the Macbook is wonky now just like how my Vaio was during the O's period. How bittersweet can that be?                 Hanyways these are quite some time back during Diva La Futbol which i played goalie for the first time at a proper match and you bet i was traumatised. [edit] That was because i got a freaking yellow card. First time in history. Even i couldnt believe myself, HAHA but how i got it was quite funny, the referee had to apologise to me and gave me the funny look before writing my jersey no. down on the yellow card. Ok i totally own everyone. HAHA [/edit] I remembered that day to be one bloody fhot day i swear i would have evaporated in 5s if i'm liquid. And i survived through the torturous camp. Actually to say it was torturous is inappropriate if talking about physically, because the camp's practically a feeding and sleeping camp. Counting the meals i had and the hours i slept in both the hall and dorm, omg i am officially a fatter pig. But all the breaks and buffer time before sleep was made more tolerant w all the cards and laughs.             And that was on Friday where i was badly distracted from my books. Remind me again that they are bad studying partners. Haha K fuck i need to go back to my books but it's super late now. To repeat once more, i hate my alarm, it still doesnt wake me up. |