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Saturday, June 17, 2006
hip hip heyppening
Then all of a sudden, i heard the phone ringing, pleasantly puzzelled at who the hell wanted to disturb me on this bewtiful saturdey. It turned out to be dustin. He sounded very guailan. I realised he was speaking his brand of not that good english. i commanded him to speak chinese, but he did not seem to comply. His objective in calling was to try and jio me into a football outing tonight. I steadily agreeed. We swore to meet at 630 at jurong east mrt.
However, we failed like misers. First i met rickster at 7, then we proceeded to saunter steadily towards our target. We estimated that the rest of the people would be somewhat later. Rickster flashed out his phone and tried to reach the rest of those latercoming losers, but as it turns out they avoided us by refusing to answer their phones. Several impatient moments later, they finally arrived at the destination. This included a liangster xianster and a duster. We met them on the way out of the jurong east toilet. We answered each other with fairly informal greetings, and then started to move out.
We walked past the indian tibits shop and then rickster and liangster stopped to purchase soda drinks and food. Duster was acting strangely again and went all the way to another toilet after we came from the first one. Since he was not all that important, we forgot about him halfway and begun our true journey towards a street soccer court nearby. Fortunately halfway someone reminded of his existence and we were able to wait out his strangely long time spent at the toilet.
ACT 1: On the Court
Wells, our journey towards the soccer court passed without farther incident, except that we met menster on the way, he tried to xian us that he was not coming to play and that he was going home. But actually he was just fetching shoes for several other people that were to come.
It turns out the streetsoccer court was dominated by malays. Out of courtesy we let them have it and went on to a empty space.We started aimlessly kicking the ball around.
It was then the last 3 members joined the party. They were respectively haoster jiester and jenster.
When they came, we talked more cock then we play ball. We got bored after a while, and due to a few hungry beings we diverted towards the IMM and had dinner.
ACT II: AT IMM, the first storey.
We had dinner at a fast food restaurant. Turns out we had different views on where to sit. We parted 2 groups and acted cool and sat apart. Again, we talked cocked and sang some songs. After the dinner we went to look around at various shops ( i find i cant use the damn verb, its too blurdy gay). Down there we compared prices, haoster was the head with obvious reasons. Then, i still cannot believe it as it type them out now, DUSTER actually had the autacity to SUGGEST that one day we should S*** together one friggin blurdy dey. The rest of us ignored him duelly. It was too retarded a thing to be considered seriously. Again, i wonder why and when he had turned into such a wimp. WTF PENALTY HIT POLE! We got bored after talking awhile about a few hokkien terms. We decided to find a venue to pursue our prior objective: to play soccer. Who would know it turned out to be otherwise...
..To be continued.
godblessme_SUPER,9:50 AM