Roger lost to Rafa (again) and he couldn’t have picked a worse time to lose than last Sunday. How am I gonna go through my final week here when the thought of him losing to that ‘bicep’ burns like molten lava in my head? This is one of those days when I feel that nothing’s ever going to fall into their rightful place. The world is just one overcast gray sky and the earth is all wet and slimy. If you’re not feeling me, consider the thought of Manny Pacquiao losing in a boxing match. Yeah, that feeling. So I’m a sore loser, but at least I don’t vent my frustrations on anybody. I just wallow in the agony of my own defeat.
Beer pa day! Puslan man.
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Tennis is very unpredictable and this is why I love this game very much.
Now, I’m scared to play tennis with you coz’ your world might stop if I beat you. hehehe
hahaha. It just might.
Don’t worry I’ll make sure you win the first 2 sets first… hehehe
Are you back?
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