Field of dreams

Saturday was like so fun. I din regret goin to watch the whole event.But should have gone with friends.It would have been more fun.right under where we were sitting was like all the footballers.When the ex-international s'pore and malaysia game was going on.I din even concentrate lah.Cause you know why?Harry kewell was like watching the game.Oh gosh.He just started dancing to the s'pore fans tunes.So cute and then later i realised his like this 28yr old dude whose just playfully.Well aus beat s'pore 0-3.I supported aus all the way.Cahill din play so sad but got to see him.Wah i was like melting seeing all of them there.all the hot socceroos.I love the socceroos.I could have gotten their autographs but was abit too late.Called her abit too late.ah damn.The fireworks weren't that great though.But in the end it was all fun.I was sick but can still scream at the top of my lungs.hahas.which girl won't resist hot,shirtless aus guys?
It's back to skul tmr.ah damn.but 3 and a half days of skul can survive.Friday it is off to watch AVA and WGB.Yeah can't wait.so i'm out and i'll post up the RFW pics courtesy of mal.

I fight this war all the time, the classic distant cold war.
These silent wings take me up high and they drop me to die.
Should I just sit here and be burnt?
Or do I put out your flames of gossip?

You point the gun at my head.
You cease the joy that I apprize.
The imp of my content,
The very seed of accidents.
Just forget the history
Don't start conspiracy.

This fighting and crying and lying, backstabbing.
You find every way to make life worst for me.
I'm melting, I'm crumbling, I'm tired and
Left in the mercy of your sick corroded mind.

Why are you, laughing in my face?
Take your slander out of my place

Though I am angry, I stop and discern.
And if you won't ask me, then I will not tell.
Someone tell me what I am to do.
Can you fix me? Or pull me through?

Does this give you an outbreak of constant pleasure?
It makes me disgusted and makes my stomach stir.
I can't make out what it is chasing me from afar.
I'm so tired of this conspiracy that's been inspecting me.
Take us away from the hammer and the anvil.
Keep me from Hobson's choice.
I get so scared, that I could lose a friend so dear.
Now and again, my heart.
My heart skips a beat.
You think you see right through me.
Plotting your murder, teaching your students,
The art of breaking a friendship that's so innocent.
Stabbing me one by one.
Not taking any chances.

I must learn to love the sinner, hate the sin.