It's sad to know that there's only 2 malay guys in my course.
It's sadder to know that my middle finger is crooked from training today(not a big problem, i dont use it much)
It's sadder-er to know that that happened when I was tackling, not the otherwise.

It's the sadest to know that Cobe university boy had just left for Malaysia, for 3 very long months.

He's the best selangor boy anyone can find man. Actually, only since there's HMT, we got so much closer, so close that I treat her mother like my own(there's a link, i swear). And he was like my own brother. Brother from another moter. I think everybody should know that he's the best. His embassy house is da bomb. But that's not the point. Cobe is the babae.

Since school started, it feels so good to see familiar faces, coz the business building is all the way up the hill. So Chris Brown will take me into ecstacy when I get to see his face, say in the month of August? Coz msn is not good enough.