a little space i call my own

i'm getting older, or maybe just too young

for sure, i thought, that i would be staying at home and just laze around. however, this was cut off when i received a sms yesterday night for a soccer session today. so, my saturday's afternoon would be a soccer session.

morning, i woke up later than i should. i guess this was normal. i didn't want to get up anyway. and there's no point for me to get up so early now.

soccer was fun. went tpjc's basketball court for the several games.

haha. this hero was out to display his fascinating skills on the first try of all the games he played. left and right he turns. he pushes the ball forward, mantained possesion and fly pass three man. he is sure to go past more people and let the opposing team concede. ironically, he stepped on the ball and fell. scatches and bruises on his knee. he's alright. he's tough. he's a hero. maybe his girl will have a chance now.

then i'm home. again. doing nothing much. just thinking about things. trying to sort things out and face the school life again. one week holiday is ending soon. very soon. too soon.

my blisters hurt. three. two at the back. one is inside of another.

gotta go...

ciaoz~

take care...

for it is you, that make me realise, i am very young...