i love sara lee cakes

if mum was at home, she would have probably killed me when she saw me eating half the sara lee cake straight from the packaging instead of cutting a slice and putting it on a plate.

my ankle is officially sprained. FUCK. so much for trying to attack like kaka and defend like gattuso. i really should learn to step off the accelerator and be a mat relek jack when playing leisurely.

thanks lydia. imagining someone's face on the ball does help me blast the ball harder and score more spectacularly. =)