depress.depress.smile

DEPRESS
I was so depress last nite. Liverpool lost a match they could have easily won had they converted the chances that come begging. I forgot one thing though. We had Peter Crouch up front and of course he would miss those. This is the same guy who needs more than 24 football hours to score his first! I believe it's forgiven shall you strike rate is that abysmal if you're a central defender, but you're a forward for God's sake! Liverpool certainly doesn't need to pay a player of their own to represent opponent's extra defender by clearing chances after chances. Peter Crouch is better off sleeping on his couch than playing last nite.

DEPRESS
It took me hours to be able to even close my eyes and shut down my brain. I ended up only manage to catch a few minutes of nap. I was soooooo geram plus bengang plus irritated plus rasa-nak-pukul-orang. Woke up half dead. Panda eyes.

SMILE
Get myself up, performed my Subh prayer, had a cold morning shower then getting myself prepared to work. While getting prepared, called my loved one, and how the sweetest voice of all, calling me "luv" simply sweeten and make my day. Love you.