what's going on in the speakers: Embrace - Gravity

I am never gonna carry another box in my life. well, maybe until the end of this week.

i swear to god man, i think i lost at least a kg today. i had to change my fucking shirt at least 4 times just carrying boxes. let me set the scene

bell rings, ben walks out of physics and immidiatly changes to go for rugby. with temperatures ridiculusly high, ben runs around for 2 periods, doing nothing but taking down needham and harry, and running like a fucking dog scoring tries.

(ben's energy level: 5/10)

next, ben goes home and WITHOUT even sitting down or grabbing a small drink, immediatly starts carrying shit into the car. then driving to the new place. ben does this round 3 times, before showering at home

(ben's energy level: 1/10)

NOW, ben has football practice. this practice c'est tres important parce que it decides whether im going sweden for the world youth cup...again. ben plays his socks of and is left with NO energy. in fact, the lactic acid in my body was soo high, that i was practically spiiting it out. thats how fucking hard i worked.

(ben's energy level: -5/10)

....no kids, thats not all, ben then comes home to find out tnat mother has hired a truck. shit. ben does another SIX ROUNDS with the truck [which by the way carries alot more shit than the car does, therefore more box carrying].

(ben's energy level is just not even worth mentioning because its so feeble)

then i go to burgur king and spend RM30 on food...for myself. and eat it all, before i even get back to the house. i consumed so much shit in the car. it hit the spot. like seroiusly.

bens energy level rises enough to write this post.

then i called miki. i needed a talk. haha.

now im gonna watch american idol then sleep and dream. possibly about not carrying anything tommorow....

a man can dream right? :P.