It's funny how yesterday and today contrasts each other to such a great extent. Choir made me a happy girl. Macdonalds with Varsha and YJ afterwards was fun. We saw John who was hot, and then not so hot. We tried to find potential crushes for Varsha, who turned all of them down.

Today's gloomy. Last night was sad to the greatest degree. Not so much now, but still am sad. But then again, maybe losing to Chelsea isn't as bad as it seems, after reading this. Of course, a win would be nice.

Definitely.

It's just a match, it's just a match. It was probably the last CL match I'll watch. I must think positive.

And so she stared,
Fingers crossed, hoping.
But no, it didn't go her way.
Instead, it continued.
Like punches being thrown,
Only not so much physical pain.
Inside though,
She bleeds.
You have no idea.