The lepak table is gone. There goes the round table, MPFC's favourite place.

So today was quite alright. Banged in 2-3 goals at BV court there but came home to play like shit. After feeling I wasn't even giving 40% of what I could do, I lost it. Got pissed with myself and I played like a man with a dozen vendettas.

Glad to say I ended off alright.

Alright, injury count going into this weekend.

1. Bruised toe.
2. Ankle Knock (Thanks ah Guo, your leg like metal sia.)
3. Nearly cracked shin (YOU DON'T WANNA KNOW HOW I GOT THIS INJURY)

So after abit of "Emo" state, I am now balanced again. Up till now, I'm still bemused as to how things from 2004 can affect me.

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You know you're so pretty that I can't take my eyes off you. If only our worlds can intersect and merge into a single line of beauty.

IF ONLY. Grown ups will tell you fairy-tales and dreams don't come true. Somehow I hope this one does. Please let it be.

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I owe some mates an apology. People like Marcus, Timo, Najib and those who wanted to meet up during the last two weeks but I rejected. Especially Keith and Shi Kai cause I sort of missed their birthdays. Guilty of being an asshole, guilty of being too nerdy, guilty of taking stuff for granted.

Shit man.

Carrying your name, close to me.
9:22 PM