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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

to my princess

to the most beautiful, most gorgeous girl in my life.thanks for everything, i love yu so much that i wonder why myself.
yur favourite photo of us(: although i think my eyes are unjustifiably small

celebrating yur birthday proper at nydc suntec where we ate yur favourite potato salad and drank that silly love potion.haha.

one of our towning escapades on the 29th of october last year.yu looked super hot that day, everyday.
our first week together whilst romanticizing in a park.

at the changi airport carpark when we got bored of math.haha.the carpark's our escape into a world of our own.



the time when we were gallivanting on rollerblades at ecp before we got together(: i had the biggest crush on yu then man.




the photos taken on yur birthday, after i had a whole day of band practice at changi(: these are the nicest pics, i think.LOVE YU!

when we played tennis after a whole night of mugging at the airport, just 2 of us.heh

us in action, and i like yur tennis outfit((:

campfire night for orientation II,i may seem engrossed in sargas but i was thinking about yu all the while

yu're the most gorgeous, no one can match up to yu in my heart.

smiles, those were the sweetest memories we captured on camera(: the rest goes into our joint diary, which i think is a really sweet idea.LOVE YU DEAR! happy 6 months, 7 days, 2 hours and 33 minutes!

3:37 AM | 1 Comment

MJ vs RJ, 5-1

arms aching, soaking wet and extremely pissed with the fucktard referee for todays soccer match against RJC at the teacher's network'. is it fair, that 3 minutes before match end, with mj leading 5-1 and having played in the rain for at least 20minutes then, that the bastard motherfucking cheebye referee calls off the match because of the rAin only to abandon it for a rematch,starting from 0-0 again. like what the fuck can, yu bastard motherfucking cheebye referee. its not like raffles could salvage their situation with 4 scores in 3 minutes.

the first half was rather intense with both teams fighting hard to maintain possesion and scoring. Alas, Zul worked his magic and scored a goal, albeit it being rather unexpected, that sent lightning through the mj half of the stands- screaming,jumping, hugging and a whole lot of cheering. It was a headstart that defintely spurred our boys on and made us feel alot more secure. it was after all, a crucial match that we had to win. Soon after, one of the RJ players fell(out of his own stupidity and clumsiness) and faked a foul around our six yard box, which the bastard motherfucking cheebye referee sanctioned a free kick to.He then pulled a fast one and scored while out boys were preparing the wall, which everyone thought the faker wanted. ugh. he scored, only because our boys weren't prepared, and the bastard motherfucking cheebye referee let it in, despite the protest from our boys and the teachers/coach, and a whole lot of booing from the disgruntled meridians. so it became 1-1, a little reprieve for the raffles people.

Nonetheless our pertinacious boys unrelented and continued their game, which proved too much for the RJ team to handle with 2 defender substitutions(in the first half) and a whole lot of leg cramps from their end. gee, i thought, sad isnt it? and what happened after was just sensational as the mj crowd watched glued and enchanted by our soccer boys.even the storm couldn't stop our boys from working their game. the score went 1-1, then 2-1, then 3-1, then 4-1, then 5-1. it was utterly and completely high, the crowd cheering and cheering and screaming on end while the rj supporters went "fight on RJ fight on". indeed, they HAD TO fight on and fight hard struggling to keep up with our boys. The councilors and supporters kept going on, cheer after cheer until our voices went hoarse(my hand blistered from all that drumming, while muslim's right arm completely stiffened)in our delight and relief knowing that the match was ours to keep.

But that bastard motherfucking cheebye referee had to stop the match, 3 minutes before game end, because there was a thunderstorm. Come on, like both teams been playing in the rain for the past 20 minutes or so already can. As if that wasnt bad enough, after all that waiting for the storm to let up, the bastard motherfuckig cheebye referee called off the game to be rescheduled, starting from scratch at 0-0. ARGH! can that fucked up bastard motherfucking cheebye referee not comprehend that there is no way RJ can possibly catch up, and that a rematch at 0-0 is completely unfair after all the effort our boys had put in. FUCK YOU bastard motherfucking cheebye referee, for being such an biased asshole.

Nonetheless, although the weather(and the bastard motherfucking cheebye referee) was on your side, we will win the rematch against RJ and prove to you people that indeed you should just stick to mugging for your bloody S-papers and not harbor hopes of winning the A'D soccer tournament. So don't cheer so loudly and desperately when the match was halted, cause you won't win the next round. After all, you lost to us at semis same place last year, which happens to be the old raffles institution,mind you, and lost to us yesterday 5-1 again. just wait and see. As for the bastard mothterfucking cheebye referee, you can go fuck your entire bastard motherfucking cheebye family's black asses and rot in hell.

mj boleh, and the rest can die.

2:03 AM | 1 Comment