Tuesday, November 06, 2007

The start of a new timetable... Another hectic one as usual..

Tink its the 1st time havin a 2hr Hist lect n boy was it tirin... Dint reli help it was the last lesson of the day for me.. But guess it was still ok..

Anyway, played field soccer after quite a long time.. Missed playin "football"..

Dunno y but somehow, I think I can play well whenever Im with the soccer team.. Its like there's this good fengshui or somethin when Im with the soccer boys..


Speakin of soccer, glad that many of the soccer boys promoted.. Onli a handful dint make it to J2 or will b takin sub paper.. Looks like we have a smart soccer team... Congrats to u all man... Hope 2008 will b a good year for all of us...


S for me, seeing the word "promoted" after 1+ years feels so good... Reli thankful i did quite well..

So, aim for next year....... A levels... Must do well, so must work hard... Must work hard... Must work hard...

Yup, hope my slack attitude doesn't creep back on me.. To u all, Happy Deepavali!!

posted by Wary at 11:25 PM


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Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
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Between the lines of fear and blame
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