futsal!!!!

i hate futsal. i hate having to go to the field at 7 in the morning after i cried for like so long last night. i hate having to run around and swaet so much especially under the hot sun because i can get sick so easily. i hate futsal because when i tried, i always fail. i hate it because when i really wanted to play it so much, i end up getting injuried. great!!! an injury just when we were going to play and have a barbeque at the beach.

i am really tired and exhausted already. because i tried so hard to please the class, to make sure that the barbeque will be a success. and having an ultimatum delivered to me late last night, when i was so so sleepy and tired. and having to cry and not being able to sleep. i just love my life. it never fails to entertain me. with failures.

one day i am going to write a biography off myself and my journey as a kid, teenager and adult. then it will be a bestseller and i will have a successful life and i will have so many better choices of girls that i won't even remember who she is. but the greatest problem is that it will never come true. ever. life has failed me so many times. and i am also giving up on my life. god knows when i might just take my own life. bless me...