memoirs

Dear diary,

Its finally, D day.
The happiest day of life. The day i got really enlightened.That a footballer was a distant dream, that only i believed in. It made me gave up on something really important to me as a kid, as a teen. The past 6 years. They talked and brainwashed me to no avail, but this time round...Finally.
I don't need anyone to tell me anything now, I understood. I am already at my limit,,and i finally knew it.

I will study hard, i promise. Poly or Jc(the latter seems impossible), i'll do my best. And earn lots of money in the future, and bring my loved ones out to some fancy restaurant once every few weeks.

3 times a week gym?
Jogging after gym?
Healthy diet?
Skipping?
Whats this unrealistic routine?No more..no more.

13th December 2008. I will remember this day-The day my heart cried..And dream died..

Thanks for everyone's support. Deeply appreciated(=

At least..
i once believed.
And i know, that i tried my best.