wmp: jimmy eat world - my sundown.

for the last two weeks we made three trips to the beach of which one was on vesak day. we started out our first game in the drizzle and cold wind but found ourselves winning game after game till the weather grew fine and us, worn out. the consecutive matches were honestly hard on my knee and even my neck was getting it from the frantic hard dives but i guess the satisfaction of victory(especially of that one match) and feeling of personal worth more than made up for it. it was finally after a couple of friendlies with zh and her gang that we decided to hit the showers.

the day after was felix day and we met up again at city hall. along the way i saw sgt sutan. let's just say it was an awkward moment but i was left reminiscing the good times in bmt. it was dinner at the esplanade and we lazed around before spending the night at felix place and then we were back at the beach the next morning. we had a couple of good games. old jjc senior guys were around. i wasn't in much shape to do much at the end of the day so i sat out of the last match. but i was soon obliged to join another game with my fellow jjc mates. apparently, that wasn't very spartan of me according to the rest of the go5.

it was back to work eventually. friday came eventually too. i walked out of camp and found the thick clouds blotting out the sun. it felt unusual like a day after working OT but i was right on time out, 530pm. there were alot of change of plans for the night but jj, jb and i eventually caught oceans13 at jp. it was a good film. recommended.

saturday. i met up with everyone else late at the beach. we didn't play much ball but found ourselves lazing around and eventually fooling around along the shore. we realised throwing handfuls of sand hard at each other can be very cathartic. there were two sides at war. then sj betrayed kw, kw betrayed me and it turned out to be something quite out of the infernal affairs. in the end, i was on my own. i put up a brave struggle for which a good scratch along the side of my body can attest to. i did not take a good look at it until i saw it again at kw's place on the mirror where i realised how wicked it looked.

some where along the way kw mentioned that he had a bottle of vodka at his place and i couldn't resist suggesting a night at his place since we wld probably end up not knowin' our next move after the beach anyway. we made it to the bottom of the bottles of vodka and wine in no time. it was a joyful night around the table. t'was even talk about coming over to my place for the chivas but we didn't exactly get to that. felix & cs were engaging in conversations which didn't really go anywhere nor made much sense either but kept sj & i amused and entertained nevertheless.

absolut ruby red - $30. red wine - $25. felix throwing up in a plastic bag with a hole laying puke all over kw's floor - priceless.

i was sent crawling on the floor in pure hard laughter.

it was a good night. haha. till next time, whenever it may be...

Labels: bad knee, beach, go5