Bounce along, bounce along.
   Saturday, May 01, 2004, 11:52 PM

I was asthmatic during the 2nd half of today's match. Used so much of energy just to breathe; so much so i got lazy to do so. Then, suddenly i felt that playing soccer is stupid and i feel like i want to stop playing. I hate soccer. Soccer is stupid. My tummy didn't feel comfortable too. I sense there's something funky going on inside. True enough. I had diarrhoea (however you spell it) and my stool is this fresh green. If it stays this way till tomorrow, i'll be heading to the clinic.

Things at home are in a mess. Everyone's smiling and there might be no stress obviously seen at all. Is it just me who sees things behind the curtains and people behind their masks in this house? Especially my mum. Heh. I might leave and bid farewell to this place one day. Not because i can't take the crap which happens silently, but because i don't want to be influenced and hence have such a future.