This is me

i just remembered it's quite long since i came here. School is getting worse each day, more and more homework. Seriously, i wonder what's the problem with the teachers...i mean...yes...for our own good...but they think that we are only studying their subject?sort it!ok...maybe some prob with my time management...hah...jc life...looking ahead...stay tuned!

Woke up at 11. Went to play street soccer. Watched Dawn Of The Dead.

Damn...football was fun! Even though i was on the losing side most of the time, i really enjoyed football today. We played against this group of smokers, though they're not the best people i've played with, they did gave some fight. Yeah, and we lost. haha...met one of my friend's brother today, yeah, he's good.

Dawn of the Dead was great! Oh man, i seriously can't stop thinking what if one day, something like that happened...mad cow disease anyone? But truthfully, they should have stayed at the shopping centre...i mean, wun the corpses rot?hah...

Signed. Sealed. Delivered.

I'd been looking forward for today since monday, and strangely, it came real quick. Perhaps this week was the busiest week. Or in fact, the most tired one i have ever encountered.

Monday: Football match against Hwachong. Searing heat, parched ground, and almost dehydrated. Lost.
Tuesday: Perhaps the best day of the week.
Wednesday: This day shall remain for quite some time. SCREWED HARD. Early morning 2.4km run. Gave all out. Personal best. Afternoon. Track training. 200x5. Semi-alive. Ptm meeting at night. And by the time i got home. Homework. Oh...homework was the finisher
Thursday: HOMEWORK
FRIDAY: YAY

My friends have been complaining that i am not happening. Teach me how to...?I do not even have time to scout for females...haiizzzzz.....

oh...and i felt my tuesday blog was stupid...not recommended?

I am seriously feeling lost now. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!SO MUCH(and it's much not many) homework!So little time!Jc life?couldn't be worse. Maybe it's only this week.

The ironic thing is i'm using this blog thing as a break for my homework. Oh ya...and it's 11 now, wonder if i got my priorities right...Just feeling frustrated...How i wish now i can slip into my boots and whack the football into the net!I look at my timetable again...so depressing

i suddenly lost it. Dun feel like writing. See you next time.

So tired. But i felt great...yea...that great...

HAh...I'm gradually addicted to this. Oh, in case you do not know, Cjc just lost to Hwachong 3-1.

A few nights ago, i had this dream. It was rather interesting, or maybe sweet?...it could be ugly for some though.

The moment i entered my sleep, i realised i was in this beautiful, what should i say..., palace?Kind of a forbidden palace. The walls were pink but it was rather empty. I saw two people beside me. I know them. Rom and Wei Yu?Only got to know them this year and they appeared in my dream, wow!

The place worked like a hotel. It had a counter, and surprisingly, with only one staff, ever waiting to serve. We seemed to be the first customers for perhaps a decade? I stepped forward and discovered that he was a she. (Homosexuality these days...)Then she pulled out a book. She cleared away those cobwebs, and forcefully opened it. Inside i saw names. She asked me to choose who we wanted. I randomly chose 3.

All i know was that i was right in front of a room straight after. I opened the door, and shockingly, two fat ladies speared me and walked out of the door! Ouch...and oh...one of them looked like a teacher in my school...?hah...My two friends carried me up, and we entered the room.

Somehow automatically, i turned to my left. I saw a female. Beautiful. Very beautiful. I walked up to her. And i came to realise i was in a prostitution centre. Somehow, i recalled this phrase, sex everyday, doctors away. Sigh. and Wow. And then, she was naked. I was stunned. And then, she cried.

She told me her story. Very sad story. Sold away by her parents when she was six. And then, we were in a train. At that moment, i was so attracted to her. I have never seen her before yet i had that feeling of knowing her for a long time! And then, Wei yu and Rom appeared. Rom confessed his 'love', and then followed by Wei Yu. And i woke up

Oh, i realised that i did not sound sweet. Never mind. But i'm trying to say that i realised my dream is so fragmented. One moment i'm here, the next, i see myself 10km away. Hah..how i wish i can run that fast. Oh yea.. SORRY FOR THOSE GRAMMAR!hah...i couldn't really phrase anything well today...argh...dunno why i'm writing this...take care.

We just got thrashed 9-1 today. Somehow, i really felt that it's me rather than my team that got thrashed. Perhaps my tactics was wrong. OR perhaps, my whole concept of the game was wrong. How naive was i! When i stepped on the field today, i was really hopeful that our team can come out victorious. Not at all. By the end of first half, our opponents were playing the ball around, and we were like struggling to even control the ball. Sad.

My good friend, Xuanhui, and i were debating whether to use what kind of play during the match. Or worse, were already discussing one week ago. It's amazing how he understands my thinking, and that should tell why he's my closest friend. I came up with some ideas before the match and everyone reluctantly agree to it. They were right. Even though we were 1-0 ahead, it quickly turned into a 2-1 scoreline, and since then, it was a disastrous. Goodbye. I wasn't even able to concentrate and hit back a simple ball. And i could do was to spray lousy passes and see it in the opposition's half, and of course, their possesion. Darn.

My dream had always been to become a professional footballer. The recent 'A' divisions and today's match hit me really hard. Can I do it? I'm already 17, and 17 was the age when Wayne Rooney played for England. Sometimes, when i compare myself against players in the street soccer court, i ain't that bad? But thinking of it again, there's also a lot of good players in Singapore too...I mean, if European scouts ever come to Singapore, will they even look at me? On field, i would lose every ball i receive. I'm not feeling confident anymore!

Maybe it's just a process. Or maybe, it's a message from up there. I'm still clinging onto my hope of earning big bucks with what americans pronounce as soc-cer. Stubborn.

Bad day, tomorrow will be better.

When i was walking him this evening, i saw this pair of old couple on a bicycle. The male was the one riding, and strangely, the female was in front of him, hanging in between the seat and the handle. How sweet. Then i thought of this, are they even married? Perhaps they may just be another typical old siblings. This showed how fast people today stereotype so quickly. I would have like to ask the 'couple' though, but was too shy for that...maybe they weren't even real; it was already 10 o clock..ha

Strangely, i am looking forward to the inter jc football competition more than ever today. Woke up early in the morning and practised some ball work with my pals. Felt good even though i was still carrying the heavy left leg. I watched the match between liverpool and arsenal later in the day and i saw Henry scored a hat-trick!WOW! How i wish i can be like him. His goals weren't superb, but his presence was clearly felt by everyone. That somehow made me more confident for monday's kick off. Though not an Arsenal fan, i really feel that Cj may somehow be the underdog; We can win this competition!

My third time. This must have suggested how my life has been so far. Blog is such you popular thing...and i'm still learning how to use it..argh...i'm seriously having difficulty. And i'm starting to get addicted to it...

Me...Ng Se Wei...age 17 THIS year, and my birthdate is the same as Diego Forlan. How difficult life must have been...and to think how i went pass the last four years...WOW(yes wow..i slack throughout). Found myself in Cjc after the december holidays, and decided to continue education in this school. Wise decision?i dunno, ain't good enuff to go to the other schools...at least i love my class!

This year must be incredible. It is the first time in all my life i'm actually playing for an offcial football team. And i got my first team place! Playing as a striker, but would love to function as a winger...but i'm too tall for my own good...out of 7 friendlies, i scored only 1, and through and indirect free kick...how Forlan...Nevertheless, nationals next week, aiming to be the top scorer?heh...well, since i'm in it...why not try?

I love to say that i'm talented in football, but not gifted. I started this when i was in primary One(7 yrs), and you would surprise that i preferred basketball at that time. But it soon turned out that football became my life, and basketball just simply vanished. Since primary 3, i would 'hardcore' this game after school wherever empty. I often have this thought, as long as the place is 40 by 25, we can kick around.

My style of play, to take pass one or two and give a through ball to my team mate, if not shoot. So street style. Yet often, it does not function well. My dream is to play in Old Trafford, but now, to just play in Europe would be the happiest thing ever. I often believe i'm the best player in the team while i'm playing. Good:Optimistic. Bad:Arrogance. But seriously, i hope to be the best.

The pass 4 years had given me a new passion. Running. Probably, i'm rusty now, but i had never regretted the past 4 years. I ran my heart out. But i lack gift and talent in this case. However hard i work, i can never get my running style right, and instead went from bad to worse. Only thing i can boast is the timing i did so many months ago. I hit 11.34 for 100m. My best. And my regret: to not able to do that in the last nationals in b division. Devastated.

Ok...no dates yet.

Can't think of anything else. Sorry for those grammar.

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