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Friday, December 30, 2005

aint feeling well today.
had fever yesterday night,
subsided this morning.
thought i could go for training.
i was feeling fine, until i ate the pork porridge.
i ate half of it and i vomited EVERYTHING out.
since i am already on the way, i decided to go for training.
was feeling better on the way to school,
but i cant hold out after the warm-ups.
i dont know what am i doing today.
i cant catch the ball, i cant sprint, i cant run.
i didnt have the strength,
i was feeling so lethargic.
i cant do anything if you dont believe me, it's okay, i cant force you to believe right? FUCK.
went somewhere after training,
and home after that.
went to see the doctor,
gave me so many colour medicines.
i like the orange one,
cos it taste like orange.
haha.
okay, nonsense.
-kg




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