Still Time...

Early Morning Light

A very tiring but productive day in a sense. Slept for a mere 2 hours last nite trying to rush through a biographical essay. There are still some bits and pieces left but would all be completed by tomorrow and sent out either tomorrow itself or Friday. I am sorry guys if I had not responded to some of your messages as I was totally knackered by the time I got home this evening. Bro Kev... you take it easy k? Mail me when you are losen up a bit and we'll sort something out and Daniel... sorry for missing out on the invitation tonight as we had sort of like a staff night out at Christakis after the football match but thanks for the VIP passes. Most of all Derek... you've been absolutely fantastic and thanks for this Saturday's match tickets. It would be the season's ultimate finale and I bet I'll enjoy every minute of it.

Talking bout' football,... Liverpool won today in a thrilling match unseen for many years now since the exciting matches that Liverpool and Newcastle produces everytime with the same scoreline. Congrats to Arsenal though for being crowned champions at Old Trafford.... but I hafta admit... Liverpool's defence today were out of sorts. They defended poorly, Owen was a pale shadow, the KOP end subdued, a roller coaster show to top that... leading and losing the lead for 3 times before eventually scoring a last gasp winner by Heskey. Blackburn's second and third goal was a total disgrace to Liverpool's standard... how could they have defended like that? Total shambles. But in the end... the score mattered and Liverpool is second with Manchester Utd still trailing. That is why the last match this coming Saturday against Ipswich will determine who goes down to the Champions League play offs. Will be exciting... and again... they won't be without vocal support! Still... today's match was an exciting one and will definitely go down as one of the thrillers in Liverpool's title run in history. We'll hafta wait till Saturday.

There were lotsaf contemplation today... wish I could have done much more or better for them. Edmund was a forlorn figure with a melancholy equalling a hundred years of sorrow. Why? Does sunrise means sunset for some? I shrugged with a sense of bitterness wondering if I could change things. Guess it takes time.