Well, to keep myself awake, i have decided to blog again, and to write one proper entry (the recent ones have been shit)
Today was a happy day. Slept for more than enough, and it was around half past 8. So i was trying to flag a taxi near the mrt station, and boy, it was hell. I din go to the taxi stand across the road cos normally taxis seldom stop there. But today, due to an incrredible twist of luck, i witnessed like 10taxis there, andd i still din take them. Eventually i got a cab at 9.20
o.O.o.O wtf
So took a cab to potong pasir near Zhuangyi's house. And in the end it ws only zy and deshawn who were there..zz. But never mind , pla lor. First time playing street soccer. Just more freedom for individuality and some funny/crappy rules. And theres a "tennis" game too, where you can only shoot fr 1 court.
Later zy's bro (cap of ri/rj sailing) came, not in a good mood in all probability seeing that he had just failed his driving licence. So we went to play against some sajc pros. And manz, they are seriously pro. It's sheer pleasure to see them play, like a form of art. Who says sports can't be aesthetics?
So our turn to play them. Just at the start, i scored a volley. It was rather perfect and i felt really good. But after that we just got owned. 5-1. So we just talked crap abt soccer before our next match. It was a tense match, pulsating actually. Both teams really wanted the win. And i was keeper, though i suck at it. There was this part where i was trying to block and the guy rammed the ball straight at my ballz..
OUCH! It waas fucking pain. I almost couldn't stand. It was hell. So rested. And later we all damn shagged, but it ws a fun outing. Also nice for me to experience what's street soccer. So bought lunch for kevin (actully treated him) and took bus 13 to ri. Did the expereiments, rather screwed up but i dun fucking ccare already. Effort is not proportional to results. Yea
And we crapped abt a lot. The lab tech was irritaitng as usual. Ate otak at the pasr malam near my hse. Damn nice. Went home and hardcore wc3. Until like 12. Then slacked a while and hardccore wc3 again, either owning easy or getting owned by insane. Boring life.
And tmr's gonna be hell.. zz
Today was a happy day. Slept for more than enough, and it was around half past 8. So i was trying to flag a taxi near the mrt station, and boy, it was hell. I din go to the taxi stand across the road cos normally taxis seldom stop there. But today, due to an incrredible twist of luck, i witnessed like 10taxis there, andd i still din take them. Eventually i got a cab at 9.20
o.O.o.O wtf
So took a cab to potong pasir near Zhuangyi's house. And in the end it ws only zy and deshawn who were there..zz. But never mind , pla lor. First time playing street soccer. Just more freedom for individuality and some funny/crappy rules. And theres a "tennis" game too, where you can only shoot fr 1 court.
Later zy's bro (cap of ri/rj sailing) came, not in a good mood in all probability seeing that he had just failed his driving licence. So we went to play against some sajc pros. And manz, they are seriously pro. It's sheer pleasure to see them play, like a form of art. Who says sports can't be aesthetics?
So our turn to play them. Just at the start, i scored a volley. It was rather perfect and i felt really good. But after that we just got owned. 5-1. So we just talked crap abt soccer before our next match. It was a tense match, pulsating actually. Both teams really wanted the win. And i was keeper, though i suck at it. There was this part where i was trying to block and the guy rammed the ball straight at my ballz..
OUCH! It waas fucking pain. I almost couldn't stand. It was hell. So rested. And later we all damn shagged, but it ws a fun outing. Also nice for me to experience what's street soccer. So bought lunch for kevin (actully treated him) and took bus 13 to ri. Did the expereiments, rather screwed up but i dun fucking ccare already. Effort is not proportional to results. Yea
And we crapped abt a lot. The lab tech was irritaitng as usual. Ate otak at the pasr malam near my hse. Damn nice. Went home and hardcore wc3. Until like 12. Then slacked a while and hardccore wc3 again, either owning easy or getting owned by insane. Boring life.
And tmr's gonna be hell.. zz
posted by VITALISM at 5:11 AM
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