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Sunday, July 25, 2004

Illogical.

Filling up on the past few days...

Friday. Been long since we all played soccer together liao. With trainings now no more a part of our lives, soccer sessions have decreased simultaneously. Well, add our fitness to that. Like I always say, 5mins is all I have. After that I'll be panting like some bull. Of course, the sharpness has also left. Oh well...

The same day. Got the greatest cramp of my life. Guess this also shows how the endurance of our bodies have disappeared. A couple of hours on the court and our muscles can't even take it. Facing the prospect of the upcoming US vs track match, I wonder how we can take some 11 season-just-ended and fitness-on-the-peak trackers.

Saturday. Weather was fine. Or rather fine in this context means that it was alright for sleeping, for lazing around, for not doing anything kinda day. And that's what exactly I did. Woke up with half the day gone. Did nothing for the rest of the day. Could be nocturnal since I enjoy the dark skies and quiet surroundings so much. How contradicting. My day started at night. At this time, 25th Jul, 1 month - 1 day b4 prelims, notes should well be my best friends.

Sunday. Day haven finish. Nothing to update. But I'm still waiting.

you were loved at
3:15 pm

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