something's obviously wrong.
and the reason's obvious.

had soccer with the "orangies" today.
hmm somehow they became the "shi2 xiong1 di4" [ten brothers] and grew up in a matter of months.
no lah we didnt play with the orangies today.
according to marcus's theory, we kena ambushed lah!
the match today was supposed to by with the orangies.
oh yeah orangies are the 209 ppl.
but instead, mr gabriel tay brought his secondary school friends to play wtf!
and a few 411'08 ppl
in the end lost 9-7
had a 2-0 lead at first lah.
then became 4-5
4-6
4-7
5-7
6-7
6-8
7-8
7-9
beep-beep-beeeeeeeeeeeep
final whistle was blown.
we lost.
but nevertheless, it was a good experience.
a good experience to see how secondary schoolmates still can bond so closely at 28years of age.
and a good experience to see how barbaric they can be.

well apparently, choy gave this guy a sliding tackle.
then this guy fell.
then he stood up immediately.
and " CHAO CHEEBYE" were the words that came out of his mouth.
wth sia.
yes choy was in the wrong.
but no need use ccb right?
thats the barbaric part fyi. lol.

towards the end of the match, all of us were damn tired.
i had to seize every single opportunity to stand still and rest.
even walking became exhausting for me at that moment.
a few steps, and i was panting.
managed to survive the last few mins of the match.
damn shagged out after that.
shook hands with the other team.
went to our "locker room"
showered. changed.
then marcus started laming around when i was changing =.= zzz.

went kfc after that.
makaned 2pc chicken.
then came home.
discovered something.
came to a realisation.
felt weird.
felt lost.
felt puzzled.
feel like talking to someone on the phone now/ going out.

and the post o level syndrome carries on...................
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