Samedi

Time to talk about what happened last saturday. I woke up at 7.50am for a game of soccer after the "absence of its existence" for a few months. I seemed to have enjoyed it, i thought i had lost all interest in the sport. We played amongst ourselves for a while before playing with outsiders, we won 2 matches against them and lost 1.

We were all quite tired from playing a few hours of continuous soccer, especially me. I haven't been doing sports for sometime, so my stamina ain't that lasting, heh. For the 2 matches won, Stan scored a goal and Ben scored the other with a long range effort. I scored one as well, and it was a quite a good goal. I owe it to the training in SoccerJam. This goal is known as 'Kaka shot' in SoccerJam. It was named after the person who shot the soccer ball in this style (in the game.)

Random Information of the Legendary Shot

- Capable of sudden 90 Degree bends
- Fast movement required
- Requires a great deal of training to improve your accuracy

I actually managed to do it. I rushed in and intercepted the ball for a clearance, however at the last min, it spun back in and headed straight for the bottom left corner of the net and that had the keeper totally fooled. What a pity it was the wrong goal post.

I headed back to take a shower before going for a Musical service at Expo. It was fun, I really enjoyed it.. haha. Haven't been out for such events for a really long time.

Alright, time's almost up.. in another week i'll have to go back to school, yes on the 31st. heh.

Bonne nuit.

Mirror

Well life has been great! I wonder how things are going for everyone else, after all its the season to rejoice, ain't it?

I feel alot stronger than before.
mm.. right now there's nothing to be afraid of, or worry about.. its all good.
yeah, its all clear in the head.
It feels good to be human-like, having feelings. If one does not have any feelings or emotions, it would be bad.

mirror.

The Stand

Years ago, in secondary 2.. I remember losing myself and conformed to the world by using profanities over 1-2 months. I was constantly surrounded by people using it, and was weak enough then to be so easily influenced. It seemed so common, like an everyday word, so it seems as if everything fits in. Then, i realised my own stupidity. I realised i've failed my parents. Most importantly, I realised i've failed God. I felt awful.

I started off by controlling my style of speech, and tried to reduce the number of times i which i would have said "words-that-should-not-be-said", to cutting it off totally. sure, it was tough, but it was worth it.

so from then on, i didn't want to have anything to do with that category of words, not anymore. I decided to be "unique". even if they want to say it, i don't have to. my resistance to certain things has grown stronger.

Even when i started, i hated it.. i was just not strong enough to resist the constant usage around me. But now i understand, i won't be "common". Others can (not advisable), i won't.

i can't think very clearly right now, so i might not be able to put the message in the best way, or missing the whole point of what i was supposed to post in the first place. mm.. but my language ain't that good in the first place anyway. ahh. nevermind.

"Others can, I cannot"

rico. although i've only met you once or twice, i still remember everything, you were friendly, cute and adorable. pardon me if i forgot your name once. goodbye my friend.

bonne nuit.

Voice of Truth

The sign has been revealed. It is time.

I wonder if i can do it tho.

But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me time and time again
"Boy you'll never win, you'll never win."

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
the voice of truth says "do not be afraid!"
and the voice of truth says "this is for my glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

Wake up

I need to wake up from all these dreams, things that will never happen. And start working on something I rooted into my thoughts a long time ago. I just wish I would be part of that handful of people, but my memory seem to fail me.

Me,

It's no longer Year 1 Semester 1/2, wake up. Your results are pathetic, look at others, they look so much more adept than you are. You're simply pathetic, can't you even understand something as simple as this? Your abilities and focus has deproved significantly, even so it's not an excuse for making awful mistakes. Isn't it the time to wake up, now? You don't know anything and you're a mere hinderance, an abecedarian. Wake up.

You're way too weak, get stronger.

Regards,
Me

Maybe it's time.