My chest aches, my stomach is bloated from drinking all that lime juice and ice lemon tea, my head is spinning after a bad fall during soccer, my back has got afew scratch marks from the same fall and dear Kevin has a pretty big cut on his lips. Ouch.
We're gonna have soccer every day of the week this week cause tournament's starting. I'm still playing pretty badly and I'm just hoping to squeeze into the squad. I don't really know whether that is a good thing cause I'll be missing loads of lessons. Dilemma. Finding study buddies, I need to teach people so that I too can learn. But it has to take place after the soccer tournament ends.
Tell mom it's not her fault
Tell her I still love her
Tell her I'm coming home tonight
