Street soccer was good, it’s always good whether or not you shine on the pitch, and since I haven’t had enough regular healthy living Sundays, it’s a nice way to end the week, so I suppose this will be my routine from now. Other then soccer, I did nothing, except went to KFC for dinner. I had a friend complain that I’ve been bumming too much, and since I passed out from army, I realize I may have taken for granted my freedom by trying to make ridicule plans with my mates, forgetting that they are still serving NS, sorry man.