Sports do not build character. They reveal it.

Hell-owe Bitches!
Back from school maaaan. There's Sports Day today. But the ONLY fucking reason is it's raining. Thunders, Lightnings, Starstrucks, are everywhere maaan. But still Sports Day :)
We played Tag-of-War, Discus, Estaf (Idk how to spell), Basket Ball. I joined the Estaf thing. Actually my team, Yellow Komodo Dragons won. Because of Ciendra we lose. But fine with me.
KOMODO DRAGON WILL STILL WIN.
Finished @ 200? I don't think so. We played Volley afterwards. In the middle of the time. I tried to bump the Volley Ball (Gaya! Tapi it's a FACT that I can) but it hits my right cheek. Fine with me.

Anyway, I've learned a poem yesterday in my English Class, by Carol Ann Duffy. It's called 'VALENTINE'. Here's the poem:

Not a red rose or a satin heart.

I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.

Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.

I am trying to be truthful.

Not a cute card or a kissogram.

I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.

Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding-ring,
if you like.

Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.

You wished to have someone in your life. ONLY ONE. But some people might have more. It means, that people just can't get enough. Do you think it's easy to have someone who's kind and caring? Yeah, it's easy. But can you use them? Or can you have them for the rest of your life? Can you? If can, show me. Predictably, you're one of the luckiest person in the world then.

TCHAU BABY.
"People can't just get enough."