Thursday, September 29, 2005

having not watched soccer for the longest time ever, i dragged myself out from the bed to the sofa-bed in the living room at 630am. thinking that i can finally watch a decent game of live soccer between liverpool and chelsea. only to realise 45 minutes later that this was a delayed telecast. so there i was at 7 plus in the morning, knowing that its a boring nil-nil draw, with a injured thumb from canoepolo and contemplating if i should go back to bed.

the thought of never waking up once before in the morning since the start of mid sem break got the better of me. and here i am.

am crippled on my right thumb to the extend that am currently typing without the use of it, which means am spacebar-ing with my index. trust me. its a 100 times slower. the first thought when my thumb was injured was the fact that i cant write. which means i wun haf to sit for the exams in 3 weeks time. yippeee. only to realise 10secs later that this could never be true. and being unable to use the chopstix means am eating my indomee with a fork. which felt weird for a while.

got my tickets book for home. 37 more days. to all the people and things that i love. er and also less than 37 days to get 4 reports done and prepare of exams. for once am looking foward to exams that some think am crazy.

on another note, someone should inform the lads at liverpool that a draw does not constitutes to 3 points. they are drawing each game like a win. retards.

better get started on typing my report. with my 9 other working fingers.
desmond scribbled at 7:00 AM.
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