catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade away; catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day

one last chance, for redemption/to prove ourselves worthy.
one last game, thirteen as a whole do or die.
one last time, to don on the team jersey.
no journeys are smooth sailing, but we do want to end it well, yo.
sometimes these bits and poofers of words may seem cliche to the core (i live up to my name) but well they may be the only seemingly true words which do justice to how i feel at this point in time. i do hope mp changes her mind so i will have a go at playing on court tmr. i mean, its the last game and there is no wayyy i am going to let my last courtplay of the season end so badly (last week's game) if you get what i mean.
and even if it is not (entirely) my fault i dont want my promise (dedicate my game to my evol) to be just some, bogus, uh thinggg.
and let's just say i have found another source of motivation and encouragement (besides my team). sometimes more like a (delicate) push but that small touch goes a longgg way.

for you.

just. watch. me. i. have. had. enough. i. am. gonna. lose. all. my. fats.

eclipse, eclipse, eclipse. its amazing.
i am living in such suspense and i am kept so thrilled i cant stop turning the pages over.
i dont want the last of the trilogy to end so fast though, so i've decided to start controlling how much i read per day (though only like a quarter of the book is left).

i wanna fly looking in your eyes (because you live),
ciao.