Saturday, February 9, 2008
Today was kind of tiring considering that i went to bed at 5 last night... or should i say this morning. Woke up at 7, realised that i was late for training, and simply sat on the bed for another 15 minutes. "What's the use of rushing when i'm already late?" was what i had in mind, and even considered to take my on sweet time to prepare for training.
Then another thought crossed my mind. I should make an effort to get to training faster so not to waste the precious experience of training. I quickly took a 5 minute shower then got dressed into something nice(to my opinion). Then i wolfed down a slice of bread and gulped down a cup of hot cocoa, while in the process, almost choked myself. I was suppossed to be at school by 8, but i left at 7.30. I wasted another precious 2 minutes at the doorstep, thinking on the fastest way to get to school. When i had finally made up my mind, i dashed to the bus stop, only to see the bus i had planned to take pulling away from the bus stop. I tried to make a dash for it, but in vain.
Crap... If i had not wasted time to plan my route to school, i would be on the bus already. I sat at the empty bus stop, silently contemplating myself. I was later than before. In the process of silently contemplating at myself, i nearly missed another bus. If i had missed that bus, all the vulgarities i have in my mind vocabulary would have come flying out of my mouth, regardless of whether there were people or not. But, thankfully, i need not do all those sinful deeds, thus not breaking my new year resolution to keep 'clean' throughout the year. I flagged the bus than boarded the bus. I found an available seat, sat on the seat, then continued to silently contemplate myself (i have written contemplate three... no... four including the one within this bracket... in one paragraph... All of you who are reading must be terribly bored on seeing that word. Very the sorry. I have limited creativity in this brain of mine. Okay, enough of me, time to get back to my day...) throughout the whole bus trip... no no... until i fell asleep.
I woke up to find myself at my destination. After i alighted, i ran a fast as i could to the field. The time was: 0850 hours. I was nearly an hour late and i prayed hard that the coach was having a good day so that he won't scream at me. My constant prayers were answered. My coach simply asked me to get warmed up and join in the training session a.s.a.p. I rushed through my warm up and soon regretted it. After 10 minutes of training, my left hamstring was in much pain. I wanted to be excused from training, but then, i remembered that i had wasted an hour of training, so i countinued to train, forcing myself not to show signs that i am in discomfort. I may not be in the soccer team, but all the experience that i receive in this training session will help me be a better soccer player next year.
After training, Mr Yan Siong gave us players a drink and an orange each. We ate and drank gratefully, thanking him constantly. He is a nice man. He coaches us for free, then give us food. His training sessions maybe very strenous, but worth it. His reason of punishing us in training is so that we will enjoy in the game.
After training, i went to an open house organised by my assistant form teacher,Mr Randell Siow. My form teacher,Mr Su, was present as well as a number of my classmates. I was super-hungry and gobbled down 2 full plates of fried fice with lemon chicken and nuggets. I then continued to consume a doughnut and ate 5 ferrero rochers. All of that were washed down with 3 cups of drinks. It may seem slightly unbelievable, but i do have a great appetite. After that satisfying meal, Mr Siow swiched on his ps2, so that we can enjoy more. We started of by playing a game called puzzle fighter 2, recommended by Mr Siow. It was the students of class 3B versus the wushu boys. We were owned. I played three games, managing to notch up only a solitary win. We then procceded to play fifa street 2, i played a match, ended up being thrashed by khairul 5-1. Then we played winning eleven 7. I played a match against the classmate proclaimed best player in the virtual game of soccer.
The match was intense. I scored 1st, only for him to equalise soon after. Both of us them had chances to win the game. He hit the goal frame once, while i hit it twice. In extra-time, it became more intense, it was attack and counter-attack by both of us. Then in penalties, he won 2-4. He saved two of my penalties and i hit the woodwork once. He missed one too. We then played DOA 2:Hardcore. I didn't play though. After a few matches, we decided to return home. I took the bus service 854 Transit link bus. I dozed in the bus, narrowly missing my stop. I reached home to find nobody at home. I then switched on the computer and thus started to write this blog.
There's nothing more that i can relate for today. And i'll leave it as that. Hope that tomorrow will be another day filled with sufficient events so that i can write tomorrow...
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