At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Thursday, January 22
Last blogged @ 9:34 PM

This post will be short and sweet since I injured my
finger by Azzei's ball. I mean, the one she threw to me
and I missed it. Darn. I thought it was a normal injury
like how I often get but nah, it wasn't.
The next second, I realised that my tears was rolling down
my cheek and my finger are killing me!

Match with Yusof Ishak Sec was awesome.
Hong Kah won! 29-12. Not bad, right? *smile*

Somehow, my finger now are too painful that I can't even
press a button on the keyboard.
& guess what.. I'm stress over this stupid pimples on my
face since (insertreason).

& now, I need to wait for a message and call him up.
and I'm so going to bed after that.

Am I feeling what I'm feeling now?