Strolling along the cement floor after a tiring day of school.I was thinking about the ice cold i'm going to make when i reach home. But i can't take it no more.So i went to a nearby shop.I opened the frosty glass door.Went in and was greeted by a sweet looking assistant. She was cute but too bad was lightyears older than me. I just told her that i'm going to get an ice cold drink to quench my thirst. Grab a nice icy cold can of ice lemon tea. Paid the assistant and went out back. The sunrays shone at me and make me blind just for a little while.I turn to my drink and pop it and drank all in one gulp.Gee., maybe was too thirsty.

I started walking slowly in the scorching hot weather. When a beggar was crawling towards me. He lokked old and hagard with tattered dirty clothes. He like saw me with the drink and had the "i want water" look. But my drink had finished.So went to get another so i can give this poor man a drink.

I comunicated that i'll get some drinks for him. And he smiled at me and trying to talk some words but his thirst denied him of so.

After 5 minutes, i came back with a few cans. But to my surprised, the beggar was dead! He was lying there in the middle of the road. Haiz... only a few minutes and poof.. GOne. just like that. After that incident, I beginning to treasure lives and care for people close to me. Peace out. h.k.

Turn left, go across the kitchen, go pass my mummy's room and there you will find my unusual painted door with a poster of Emma Watson hung on it.

Open the door, switch on light
If its night.
Don't bother to look on your right,
Cos there will be a bin full of waste
Go check out my comfy bed,
Sure to be in dreamland.
Don't look infront cuz my computer will be full of Emma's pics.
Go to your left,
A large poster of harry kewell
He's my idol.
You are lucky if you are feeling mad when u came into my room.
Cos the cooling effect of my walls will cool you down. Now go back to the door,
And get out.!!!!!e.s.

haha.... Soccer, its been my favourite and only thing i do when i'm lonely..
My elder bro started kicking some ball down the street with some of his friends.

I was 6 year old then.My brother called me to come and play with him.I went down and played with those guys..

i didn't know about this ball kicking game.I was told to be goalie.I wondered wat it was.
But my brother just told me to catch the ball if it comes to me. We played a match with some 4 graders. I didn't know wat to do until a ball came flying towards me.I heard shoutings,"SAVE< SAVE!!!!" I didn't do that., instead i chest the ball and dribble past the 4 graders and shoot past the goalie. haha. it was fun. starting on that day onwards, soccer is the name for my hobby.

Peace out.
e.s.