How now brown cow?

To apply or not to?

What course?

What faculty?

Holla, enlighten me.

This time of the night brings back many, many memories, of which the most memorable would be sleep.

Yes, sleep.
Sleep.
 

I LOVE ONLY YOU, ONLY YOU CHARMAINE HO HAN YAN.

STOP HAVING WEIRD DREAMS, STOP THINKING OTHERWISE, STOP HAVING SO MUCH DOUBTS.

I LOVE YOU X100000000000000000000000000, SILLY SILLY GIRL.

I feel alone, I feel left out.

Whenever i look at all the pictures, I realized everyone still kept in contact. It can't be helped.

That's what friends are for, I think i deserved all this.

I think I'm the only person in the world to ever receive a bike and then have it break down 63 hours later.

I swear if there's a God of motorcycles, he really must hate me alot.

Christ, save me from public transport.

After all the trainings, all the matches all the fun and sweat and pain.

Its time to let go of everything and move on.

I thought we could've gone further, even to the final and stand in the middle, looking at everyone coming to cheer for us and to play out hearts out and go back with a satisfied smile and a trophy.

But, we weren't good enough, people whom i thought i could count on failed to live up to my expectations, what's the point in the few of us trying so hard when the rest weren't.

I'm still not satisfied, i want to play more, but my time is up. The last game, i hope i get to relive all my memories throughout my 9 years.

Will amazing happens? Nah, i don't think so.

I wish.. i wish..

I wish i could go back to the secondary school days.. where fun was everywhere.. where i could count on friends.

Heh, the nostalgia.

Some things are just not meant to be.

Fading, oh so quiet.

But constant till it passed.

Grand. Just.. grand.

I LOVE YOU BABY (: 

TO CHARMAINE HO HAN YAN.

NOW, YOU SHOULD BE SATISFIED OK (: