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Honestly, I cannot remember which side of the bed I woke up to today. Weirdly, my bed has only one side. Lol. Anyway, switched on the comp. Played an hour of Maple Story. Played another hour. Played another hour. My breakfast is not back yet. Played another hour. My lunchtime is here, but there's no lunch. I had to go on empty stomached for 4 hrs, then she came back. Finally, Sirloin Steak! Though abit hard to chew, it contains 39g of protein. That's a hell lot. Then I just waited for time to die off. SMSed my cousin, ith reply that he's coming soon. Soon is 2 hrs later. Went into his new car, a Honda Civic. Pretty nice, typical Singaporean Car. Frederick was his usual self, slightly crazy. Would not let me touch the remote when Mr Bean and Power Rangers were on TV. Well, he would go crazy when I touched the Soccer Ball. My Cousin, let him be BH. BH and I waited for his neighbour, which was going to the "St. Wilfred" Complex to play soccer with us. For Hours. Until BH realized his neighbour went to Hong Kong -.- We reached the complex quickly. At first I saw 2 groups of 11 men each warming up, wearing the same jerseys. I asked BH whether we are playing that. Luckily he said not. I would have died of excitement if we did. It was the smaller field, artifical grass. Hurts like fuck. Pardon the vulgarity. Played my first time there. Wasnt very steady. BH is a good last man. I had much opportunities, but chose to pass. Then I decided to be selfish, as they kept calling me to score. I dribbled past 1, and shot the ball. I scored! Against the veterans! I was so glad, I kissed my finger and pointed to God. The next game, we lost. As I had to stumble out, due to the fact that my studs were too high to play on Artificial Grass. The Indian guy went up to me and said, " Oi, you shouldn't have gone out. You go out we lose." Then I went to the toilet and "shat". Came back my team played without me. Oh wells, I have to join another team. I never performed well in the other team, often stumbling, and never tried to hold for too long. I guess Im just not good enough. The last game came, I was playing against BH. It was a tight match, I ran the entire game. In the dying seconds, the floodlights were switched off. My dear new soccer pal, let's call him Guy in Pinky Blue, ran up, layed the ball for me, and I hit it straight home. Cheered of course, then I had to leave. BH's friend came up to me and asked me to train my right leg, it is visible I have a problem with my right, as I always slanted my body to accodomate my left. The fucking traffic police came, I had to sit in the car for 1/2 hr, so that they wont give summons. Fuck the LTA. Went home, no one messaged me. Damn! Zhi Wei has asked me to go Escape.. Hmm.. I dont really think so, I have soccer tomorrow. Darn. Unless.. of course.. you know.. Fill in the blanks yourself. Anyway... stop reading now .... PS:WN: Help me asked what you asked a week ago. That's all folks. Good night SiYuan at 11:46 PM |
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