This post is going to be damn emo so please make the necessary preparations before reading.
Sometimes in life, you aren't sure what is going on.
Is it because I am too excited about the Liverpool victory over Chelsea that I can't sleep or is it just her.
Is it because of PE that causes me to lose my appetite for dinner or is it just her.
Is it because of the lessons were too boring that I couldn't concentrate or is it just her.
Lies and deception or just a glimmer of hope, is this what you call the pursue of love?
This gotta stop before I really go crazy but before that gotta find her in school first and talk at the right moment, busy yet strong-willed girl.
What's scary is that the more I know about her, more feelings entangled my mind. I kind of doubt myself, what's with this insecurity man.
Ok on the lighter note, lets talk about Liverpool for a change. I simply adored Torres to the max man, he did it against Manchester City and he did it again, on Chelsea. I was starting to get worried about his goalless form but woot!
A world class keeper needs a world class striker to break the deadlock.

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