bummer pt3

BLAH. cant believe we lost the damn soccer game. first game and we were out, cant u believe it? and the damn pitch was SLIPPERY due to the turf ground and my shoes were for hard cement court. (btw the place was at the Royal Sporting House in Gulab Building at MacPherson Rd) bleh. and my team captain, rick, was telling me how easy the Trainer's team were gonna be. WTF EASY? easy my ass. when he said easy, my perception was easier than that of the usual thursday evening standard. but nooo.... most of them were large indians(or dunno la, those dark skinned races, not sure if singh or etc) not onli were they gd that sheilding the ball from you and using the walls. BUT THEY ARE SO FUCKING ROUGH. its like playing back in sec sch when u noe everyone's better than u. i swear i can almost hear darren's mocking laugh and shouting "eh faiz! eat more rice la!" lol. used to be rather skinny, and whenever i played soccer i would be tackled and bodypushed to hell and back. anyway thats about all they were gd at. pace wise we still had the advantage. infact managed to shoot a few times, including a nice volley(i wonder if anyone took a photo of that volley, i'd love to see it man *drools*) unfortunately none went in. *sigh* one of my teammates managed to score one, but we let in 3 goals.

we had a nice plan, but everyone just went their own ways, and i pretty much went 'gabra' due to screw up of plans. bleh. i guess my inexperience let me and my team down once again... GAH
no manuver at tanaabs as well. why? COZ THEY WERE BODYPUSHING AND SLIDING AND argh. ok lets not get into that.

well all's fair in love and war. as much as how rough they were, i couldnt bring it on myself to hate them. infact 2 of the opposing players were my starhub trainers. nice game in the end after all even though we lost. i guess its the same thing it should be with relationships. u may have had a good thing going but now its over. all's left are the memories to remember and smile upon.
infact, on the way home couldnt help but be nostalgic. missed her, missed her company, missed her face, her smile, her presense. but there's nothing that can be done. wats done cannot be undone. infact felt like crying but once again couldnt cry. or infact maybe i did just that tears wouldnt come out.

well coming back to work tmr. stomach's feeling a hell lot better, heh.

on another note, time flies very fast. the older u get, the faster time seems to go by. and less then a month away, i'll finally turn 21. wow. lol. i still feel like i'm stuck being an 18 yr old. i still feel like i'm not old enuf to be 21 or something. or do all 21 yr olds feel like this? lol.

oh well...