+badminton

you know people dream about being the next ronaldo. or the next astronaut. or the next evil villan. or gaga or paris hilton. but i dream of waking up next to you. and becoming couch potatoes together. because every single syllable i said last night was from all the might of my brain n heart. (not that there is much. but anyway) i was glad i could catch an angel when she fell for an instant last night. (where were your wings woman)

badminton. god damn i'm tired. my ankle injury is coming back. maybe i should see a doctor about it soon. later. i feel restless. good to reunite with the ogg's, that term makes them sound so old. which also makes me think. i'm going to join them soon too. this term has literally flown by. holidays are coming up. wonder how i'll really cope with this all -.- i guess you are my fuel for survival aren't u. that's why i need you stupid.