Chapter 258: Viva La Vida
Wednesday, 29. April 2009, 15:00:15
I thought I was fit enough to play futsal, but unfortunately I'm not.
The fact that I vomited halfway between one of thee games and constantly panting or gasping for air just show how unfit I am. At least I scored a goal towards the end - some form of consolation to my ego. To be honest, I didn't even know that I scored until Levi pointed it to me.
In my mind, I was thinking, "Must be some chicken goal, or I was really blur."
Anyway, I was probably in a 'zoned-out' mode - managing only 3 hours of sleep the night before. I seriously need to stop those midnight guitar jamming and start sleeping normally. If not, I'll turn into a zombie
Sorry sidetracked...
To cut the long story short, I came back home with a broken pair of futsal boots, a whole bag of dirty clothes, socks, keys... all but my black working shoes! Oh no, how am I going to work tomorrow? I think I'll just wear my formal leather shoes lah! I'll get a new pair of shoes tomorrow, sigh.
I shall slip myself back to Viva La Vida...
P.S: Thank you N for dropping by. I am very encouraged by your email. I sincerely hope that you will find a suitable church in Ipoh. Let me know if you need help. Best regards, Case.
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