astounding truth:this blog looks awful in other's eyes~

I'm in the college pc hall now, facing the dusty preface of my blog. Spoiled by the hi-fi screen of my vaio laptop, I've always been drowning myself in the dream that the setting and arrangement for this vertigo page is beyond okay, and now, disillusion.
This is merely a start of the 4-hour non-stop weekly computer lesson, with a boring teacher, stumbling internet access and some pointless tasks to settle down. The cyber would be cut in no time. I'm gonna fighting till the last minute =v=
Mar.24 would be the day on which our team, I mean the Netherlands, playing the last but one qualification match on its way to next year's EuroCup. Hopefully we'll end up just as good as we did twenty years ago. At that time I was sort of 0.15 years old. ^ ^
It's an intricate momery for my first time EuroCup experience in 2000. The overflowing happiness went on as if the netherlands-never-ends dream would ever be waken. We'd got Edwin who was by then just 30, Zenden & Overmars. Everything for me mixed up to a bittersweet symphony. Miss you much. You all. On that brighter summer day.