Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Monday, March 31, 2008
Aye... what a day (or, uh, night)
I just woke up at 7pm -.-... yes, insane, I know. But then again, I did sleep at 6am. I think I needa stop doing that.
Anyway, backtracking a bit... yesterday I went to the Institute of Mental Health aka Woodbridge Hospital to check myself in because of my mental problem known as ataraxia. Of course if you believe that, you should go and check in yourself =p. Okay, I do believe I have ataraxia, but I didn't go there for that -.-. Went there with Karnex to meet up a buncha people I didn't know to play soccer. Apparently, they booked a soccer field in there, and even hired a professional referee for the match. The other team was really a team, all the same white jerseys, and they knew each other very well. Our team? Most of the guys only knew a person or two, and we were all wearing mismatched blue jerseys, haha!
I was left back, and later right back for the early part of the match, till the opponents midfielder was coming towards me. Obviously as a defender I defend, so I ran up to him to block his way. The guy collided into me and although I kicked the ball away, he kicked my leg and we both fell down. Ouch? I got up and started to walk, and that's when I noticed quite a major stab of pain. Zzz. I walked again, and it hurt even more. I knew I couldn't play like this. So I subbed out with some guy and limped off. FOR THE ENTIRE MATCH! AHHHH! One accident and I couldn't play the whole game! Geez. I didn't even play for the entire first half. Craps. Maybe I shoulda worn a shin guard =/. Anyhoo, since I was watching, I did some stupid stuff while observing. Like a spider crawled up my arm, which I slapped, killing it. Then I flicked it to where a bunch of ants were. After a few minutes, the spider body was slowly being torn apart. Ouch. Feel my pain okay! You're not the one with a badly injured thigh and toe. Then again, you're dead -.-.
Karnex was our team's goalkeeper, and the other team's goalkeeper was some yellow shirt guy. My team was leading 5-2 in the early second half, but they caught up after our team slacked a bit. So it ended 6-4, my team winning. Woots! We separated after a while and Karnex and I walked from Buangkok all the way to Yio Chu Kang. Told ya I liked walking. Even with a badly injured leg. Aye, to cool down I decided to take a long route back home. Took 854 to Yishun and 856 to Woodlands, where I took my passport and went back to Malaysia to withdraw some money. This time, no implications that I was a terrorist. Zzz.
Went back to my Woodlands place again and was catching up on people I haven't seen in a while. What a change. I ended up sleeping at 6am, yeah but even though I had 13 hours of sleep I was freaking tired when I woke up. My leg still hurt too, badly. I could barely walk without wincing in pain every few steps.
But still, I'm crazy enough to play sports. Someone ask me out to do something, please!