Thursday, May 24, 2007
A key to DreamLand.
I'm at the station now, waiting for the express train to take me to a destination known as "The DreamLand".
My eyes are semi-awake. How I wish I could lay flat on my comfy bed with the cooling air-conditioner being switch on and not to forget, with all my teddies and soft toys too being positioned right next to me. (:
One wish.
I wanna SLEEP.
And the match that I catched earlier this evening at Alexandra Hospital was frustrating and indignant. From my perspectives, it's like as though they're slacking. Apart from that, I realized that the players tend to chase the ball in a troop. Like, what's the point?
I ain't one professional soccer player or coach but I believe that there's a room of improvement to them. Anyway, it's a little flabbergasted knowing that the doctors played well.
I'm a critic. Come on, everyone is a critic. Stop denying.
Tmrw is a effing pathetic day. I know.
I'll be having my last Netball training before the competition kicks in. And I'm having the Police(SPF) attachment briefing at HTA around 3pm plus.
Netball and Npcc. ohh` gosh.
I'll be so rushing by the time I reach HTA. ohh` please don't. ):
toodles ++
Signing off @ 10:50:00 pm |
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