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    Down for soccer
    Friday, June 19, 2009, 9:28 PM
    What am I going to do with you, Mellyana? Yesterday I hugged you, and you slap me! Today you pinch on me for no valid reason! It was impossible… to stop. Impossible. But I did. I must love you.

    I know that at some point, something I tell you or something you see is going to be too much. And then you will run away from me, screaming as you go. I won’t stop you. I want this to happen, because I want you to be safe. And yet, I want to be with you. The two desires are impossible to reconcile. If you let anything happen to yourself or anything at all, I’m holding you personally responsible. Do you understand that MELLY? And don’t you dare waste time worrying about me. Your only concern is keeping yourself safe and please trying not to be reckless.

    For the first time, I head to petal garden for soccer, Hafidz fault! I didn't play well today because of my hamstring injury. Petal garden court sucks big time. Just look at the court, full of renovation thing. Kick the ball too hard, fly over to the construction site. And Haziq, excuses. He is one damn blardy bastard who is very good in terms of giving excuses. I know him well, very well, blardy damn well. Johor at this point of time eh boy? Hope you don't get infected by the swine flu, I know, I'm one bastard guy. This will be my last time visiting petal garden until they completed the whole construction thingy.

    Woah, guess what, Johanis was there too. Down for soccer boy? My cabot partner ;)

    Zia and Zaf talked about girls the whole day which annoyed me. Somehow, the conversation starts when we were at Macdonalds taking some air-con and surrounded by a bunch of mature people who have sharp ears. I just follow the flow and laugh for nothing like a complete weirdo eventhough I didn't know what they ARE talking about. I didn't know that NCC boys are attracted to NCC girls. Lol, random.

    Look at me, NCC guy attracted to one decent girl. ;)

    I treasure my friends, nor angels or evils. But certainly, I don't treasure Mat or Minah type of friends, please note that. Thank you very much. I judge people in this catergory, Minah and Mat, Mat and Minah.