Thursday, August 11, 2005
iron my pants with the new fabric starch. doesnt work out as what i intent . hmm . i neccessitate sumtin similar onli with higher concentration of starch . more crisp more sense of style . storeroom . gyrate my combination lock & apply force on the latch . ooo my belongings . secured . clock strike 8am . must get goin . in panicky mode , lock it back...
CCM . always intricating always arduous . test the following week . ugh . attentive as i cn be . burdensome as the lesson becum . mind was wailing pleading for a break...
having a strong desire to play soccer . been a week since i last showcase my talent in a proper exibition . high tendency for my legs to kick . focusing on carrem . the sight of soccer ball grab the cognizance of mine . i feel ala a young adolescent wanting sumtin he long for . a few kick & passes . juggling my weakness . it doesnt fill my temptation though...
soccer in my blood . frm generations to another . heredity of talents passing to younger ones . i was neva born with high talent for it . a has-been striker at jtps & a rejected cultured winger at hkss . onli reignited my profession at VYRUS . a defender was made in me . neva-say-die attitude & aggression suits my position . .
my greatest is resilience aint my aptitude . abundance persona of desire & determination . it makes me a beta player ...
soccer turn frm passion to obssesion . cnt live w/o it . soccer addiction in me . ala cigarettes to smokers . fortify my skill . my resilience i will . live up the hype . continue my greatest run to stardom ....
the critically acclaimed LOST up next.....
Z...........
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