My weekends are special. So special they border surreality. I love them. So much sometimes they border insanity.

I've been trying to manage my time and so far it seems im doing fine. But I know it's quite the contrary. Rugby matches are exhausting and trainings on odd days just robs the night away. We lost, yes, but only after scoring an awesome try and partly giving up after our hammered morale. I do enjoy the game.

church tomorrow. church tomorrow. church tomorrow.
hooray. hooray. hooray.
I hope I stay strong. I hope I stay strong and find purpose again.