Week Recap (weekend)

Had difficulty waking up for the soccer tournament after sleepin at 3 am. Luckily sergi brother sending us to NUS, so can wake up slightly later. In the end first game start at 915 so we had time to eat breakfast.
Frankly i was a bt pessimistic about our chance of getting pass the grp stage....that was my target, anythin beyond was a bonus. Bt after meeting my khakis, we started becomin more confident. Morale was still high after our heroics 2 weeks ago to clinch the Science Open title.Act i muz say im quite in form. Last tournament i was the golden boot winner wit 5 goals. Use to be nervous and show jitters durin tournaments and thus i usually underperform. Bt confidence level is high recently. Feel like Drogba, juz feel i will score if im playing. True enough, i played 2 of the 3 games and manage to score one goals in each game. The feeling of scoring is nice bt i muz agree wit FJ, dat the feeling of saving a goal, wit that fingertip save is as nice, if nt nicer den scoring. Aniwae, we manage to top our grp and qualify for the nxt round bt the rain juz had to fall and as a result the tournament has to be postponed. In fact now as im typing, theres a heavy rain. Juz dun like the rain. its depressing. The only time rain is good is in the ARMY wen SOC is the next activity and the stoopid siren will sound to indicate CAT 1....
I napped for about 2-3 hrs before meeting Paul for supper. I love supper. Its a time wen everything is laidback, time to recap ur life, time to juz chill out while forgetting all ur problems. At times, its also a backstabbing session....hahahah......those innocent fun backstabbing lah . (rite sergi????). Meeting wit Paul is alwaes fun. coz he always have funny ideas... Bt i dun like it wen he laughs at me sarcastically wen i start being lame. Like wen i say dat nite, i was wearin a black polo tee, den a black cat walk past me and at the same time they were playing Black Parade on the radio. It was true ok.......
Guess ill stop blabering. Have to mug in skool. Bt i love mondays. As i told my tutee, Monday is my life. He has no clue y is dat so.