Saturday, September 13, 2008
Today woke up, open my cupboard, as usual saw the trainning tee but sorrow came. The feeling is one that cannot be described with words. Even it is, it will write out the history of 3 playfilled but tough years with him, which no amount of paper could finish it. The amount of sweat, the intensity of pain and the thunderous cheers we had will always be rooted firmly in my memory and never be lost with time and eternity.
Woken up at
4:06 AM
