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Thursday, June 21, 2007

Today was the first time i played in an artificial field. the advantage was that i didn't have to clean my boot afterwards. but the fact that the match started at 3 today, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky, my god was it hot. cause you know, plastic and heat just don't click. St. Wilfred Sports Hall was the location. not a mere stone's throw away from my house, but it was near bendemeer sec. we were up against nuraman's elder brother, and usually were used to get thrashed by his team. but my was it different today. the place was was fully booked so we had to finish before 5. Halim scored the opening goal. can't remember who created or delivered, but yeah, going 1-0 up at half-time was kind of a landmark experience.

the second half was kinda crazy i can admit. man's brother, decided to turn up the heat and they really attacked us simultaneously from the wings. multiple injuries came later, cause tackles was flying everywhere! they eventually did scored an equaliser. dang. so much for a clean sheet. after that, we wanted to go for the win, so it was our turn to attack. azmi, nuraman,shamir and halim. the quartet had chance after chance to score the winning goal. credits to shamir, my god. i now fully believe he has the lungs of a horse! he appeared, well, everywhere! shit. by this time i was already felling the crams on both my legs. iskandar was at the left wing but i had to cover him, and the fact that azmi drifted all the way to the front, i had to cover the center, luckily nazri was there to help me. the eventual winning goal, suprisingly. was farhan! aha. the super-sub. the one saw him comingin and he head the ball home from a corner. so thats it. we won. we actually won! i mean the last time we played them. i remember we got thrashed, 6-4. so getting the 2-1 win was, well, euphoric.

wow. i couldn't stand after that i tell you. i really put my all. and thatnks to that, both my legs were failing me even before i exited the sports complex. and to think that the walk back to boon keng mrt station was that bloody long. its really excruciating. somehow, me, is and shamir were discussing if shamir had been to her house before. well, YOU DID. memory rabak siot. pompuan tu lagikk. the iskandar went the extra mile by telling us what happened during the second day of primary school. OK.... a little too much..going back even sucks. thanks to the peak hour. i had to stand the entire 40 mins. yikes. now im at home, i've lost all feeling on both my legs. i feel like it isn't there. the terrible sore throat which i thought was gone is suddenly back. im starting to cough. i can't smell my nenek's cooked food because of the blocked nose, and thanks to my lack of sleep + extra neurons of stress thats been piling, i have a terrible headache.

nothing that panadol extra can't do eh?

p.s: ok i saw that eurasian girl from the clearasil advertisement for like....the 8th time already? and she went down at boon keng mrt station too! she's hot..i wonder where she's going..

azzy 11:46 pm