Czech vs Denmark

Insomnia attack... i think, or maybe I induced it.
not too sure.

Jus had my breakfast for d day at 330am,
followed by nutella choc spread.
Think I would have finished d whole bottle if not for Czech who finally decided to head a goal in.

Hm..2nd goal already.
abit tai ko i think.

HUH?!
3rd goal. (is tat a repeat?)
nice.
it's finally exciting.
I supported d right team. yay.

no...
it's not me to type an entry on soccer.
dun ask me y I did it tonight.
no idea.
can't sleep, occupy my mind.

feel bloated.
feel fat.
feel down.
feel ugly.

hate thinking.
hate waiting.
hate feeling.
hate hoping.

I like simple matters.
like smiling.
like receiving.
like playing. (brainless fun)
like being a kid.

Being a kid is cool, far to cool to be true.
A kid is loved.
A kid is fussed.
A kid is forgiven.

A kid is carefree.
A kid is pretty.
Most imptly, a kid is happy.

hey,
dun b mistaken.
I'm not a pathetic, grouchy, lost soul dwelling in self-pity & pools of sorrow.
I need no concern, I need no attention.
I need what I deserve, the extent of my worth
by your measurement.

I dun hate my life, neither do I love it.
I'm not depressed, neither am I happy.
I'm not lost, neither am I found.
I'm in search of something, that doesn't mean I know what it is.

My birthday is coming,
that doesn't mean I'm looking forward to it...

anyway,
Czech won 3-0.
It's time for me to sleep.

(Gd nite YingQi, WeiQi, XiangJun, BeeLing, MeiXin, Michael, Isaac, Nadia... n names tt came into my mind.)