sunday morning...

hmmm i am still thinking of a name for him..
oh he is so cute.. haha i'mmissing him...
you know the great thing about my blog is that you think you know who i am talking about and what i am referring to but you actually arent sure and its always uncertain..
haha there i go full of nonsense in the early morning already... haha
oh my legs ae still aching from soccer..
gosh the last i played was when i got slammed in the fac by the ball and that was years ago..
fariz kicked it so hard!!!
haha it was when aunty ethel took us out for a picnic at the beach..
gosh i miss her so much..
i lve the times we had at he house..
fariz would switch on the radio and she wouldnt ralize until after a long while
and switch it to a boring station
well he has done well for himself now...
a teacher somewhere...
i'm in poly does she noe...
she was a wonderful woman...and helped me alot in life...
well i guess my phobia of the ball isnt there coz i managed to play...
haha it was damn fun and yeah
fun has its price to pay and i certainly dun mind it at all...