brrr...

I swear i'm going to have a hard time waking up at 9 am tomorrow. Say if i sleep at 3, i'll get 6 hours of sleep. Well, that's sufficient considering i used to sleep 6 hours everyday when i still had to go school. But of course, that's excluding the naps I had taken during school lessons. PoA, Chinese, Geography, and A Maths were my favourite napping periods =D.

But my love for soccer is simply too strong. Just like my love for you. I don't mind going all the way to Woodlands just to have a soccer match nor would i mind playing in the rain. I don't mind sacrificing 1 hour of my time just to be able to see you for 1 minute nor would i mind cycling through the storm just to get that sweet potato you want from old chang kee =D Yeah. Passion drives me on.

I've always harboured hopes to be a professional soccer player. But as I grew up and reality begun to dawn upon me that I will never be able to make it big, I gradually lost faith and eventually I strike out the possibility. Perhaps that's the main reason what sets us apart from those who actually make it. They dare to dream, and they dare to fight for their dreams.

Enough nonsense. Guess i'll better go sleep now. And i'm going to score a goal for you. yes you =)




How can i ever be complete without you?