escape the fate
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Explain to me, this conspiracy against me.

Ashburton FC 4 Leon's Team 5.
I don't know how to sum up the team's performance. Missed glorious opportunities at pulling the scores level, shots off-target, and what nots. Even a hat-trick from #11 wasn't enough to rescue anything from the match. Bummer.

OCH/Changi Village.
Met everyone at Macs, Tampines Interchange. Justin, Jasmine, Izzudin, Liyana, Charles, Shafi, Rong De, Leon, Zairil and me. I shall elaborate about the whatnots later. Made our way to OCH. Made our way up the so called track and to OCH. Thought I saw Uncle Tchen there. Wth. Shafi trembled like a wuss when we were inside. He indicated that we were being followed and that one of the spirits were targeting us. Told us that the feeling was worse than Wan giving him a heartbreak. Then made our way to the bus-stop. Mum/Dad met me there just to know that I was safe. Again, wtff. We then made our way back to Bedok Interchange. Everything was in shambles from then on, but its always good to act as though everything's okay. Justin, Shafi went back home. We then hailed cabs after cabs in hope that they allowed seven people to board the taxi. Some were so fucking serious, like that Indian guy, who asked whether I was a Singaporean when I offered him a tip of 100 dollars if he took all of us, and also Charles locking Leon in the cab when Leon was negotiating with the taxi driver. Lawl. We then separated into two taxis, Me, Izzudin, Leon in one and Jasmine, Liyana, Zairil and Charles in another and we made our way to Changi Village.

There, I was greeted by two bapoks. Ugly. Then, on the way to meeting liyana and the rest, saw one effing pretty one. Charles and Zairil whacked the butts of three of the bapoks there and initiated a run for our lives but in actual fact, nothing happened. All hell broke lose when Leon got into his inebriated state. " Sexy! and "Stereotype Motherfucker and shouts of Fuck yous from me, izzudin and charles culminated their hatred towars us. 30-minute intervals, and then we took a break at the coffee shop nearby. There, we saw the bapoks in a taxi and they were all out to get us. Zairil's police presence told us to run, so we did. Effing funny with shouts of " musibat " from Dino as I ran behind him. Got into a taxi and made our way to Liyana's house. Lepak-ed there. Then Liyana went home and we all separated from there.

I have to not like you anymore. Swear, that'll be the case from now on.

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