Wednesday, March 14, 2007

She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out
"A joke of a romantic" or stuck to my tongue
Weighed down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "it can't get much worse"
Vs. "no one should ever feel like.."

Any idea what song is this, knobs?. Haha.

It's quite a nice song. By FOB of course. Any self-confessed fan would know this song, and probably the lyrics by heart.

I'm not a FOB fanatic, sadly.

I went to training yesterday.

Alright, dressed in the clothes from the day before.
Converted my sling bag into a sack.

Proceeded to the station. Waited for the cunts. They arrived. In funny manner. Dressed in construction worker's clothes. Lol.

Alright. The ISA training jersey really looks like construction clothes. Seriously. Like Ah Seng Coffee Shop kind.

Hahaha. Alright. I slept on the bus, listening to walkman. They tried to wake me up, but I was sleeping too soundly. Then checked messages. Then went down the bus and headed there.

The moment I went there, I grabbed Bakheri's hat. haha. He's a baldy again~! Naplah was there too, and accused me of not turning up delibrately. =.= What the hell. Lol. Anyway, they left shortly.

The training afterwards was really really shitty. No one wanted to pass to me. Fuck those assholes. I got the ball on my own. And refused to pass to them too. I ran and ran during the training match. Oh yea.

The rain was so heavy, my boxers surely weighed a ton afterwards. Then lightning strike 3-4 times, Coach cancelled session. AHHH. Fuck. I was so close to performing.

Met a new friend, Randall. Singaporean. 18. Nanyang Poly. Hmm.

Then went home. I hate formosians. Especially formosians who keep on boasting. And talk down of other people. He should die.

Anyway.

That's all folks

I guess.

Haha.

Good Night.

SiYuan at 7:22 PM