xxx

i've long forgotten how morning headaches felt like. the kind you know which strikes when you've slept longer than you're supposed to. today i had the lucky break.

lastnight, i watched how the ref somehow gave henry's award-winning stumble in the penalty box a penalty, watched how zidane took the penalty, watched how ricardo almost came close to saving that penalty and finally, watched how portugal lost to france, via a penalty.

dumbass.

after that game, i slept and woke up only after 12. this length of sleep used to be a norm to my body clock until school started. hence, the punishment of the headache.

it makes me all woozy and seriously, i cant think or see or read properly.

somehow i'm starting to suspect if i have low-blood pressure.

medical health issues a side, tomorrow is a friday! hahaha. that's very festive for me because the mum is taking me out shopping. (and as i'm typing this the insides of my body are already doing twenty backflips in excitement). going out with the mother means alot of good stuff, and if i'm lucky, she might have already plan some secret women getaway with her secret women society and is just using shopping as an excuse to take me with her to some secret location for relaxation and pure enjoyment.

hey, everyone needs a little fantasy to spice up their life what.

the midyrs have officially ended! haha. its not a very happening occasion because this end marks a significant beginning of another journey; the big As. telling these jc scholars to take a break would be the equivalent of asking crouch to stop being so stupid at the penaltybox area.

ugh. my head is seriously heavy man. its like i've self concocted a hungover without the assistance of alcohol. sheer brilliance.

try that.