havent blogged in a really long while and quite frankly nothing much has changed. more memorable moments? i guess i do have a few..

1) mavis shib and charles coming to b34 holding a piece of paper with the words "EAT CAKE ABEL IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY" and bought me hazelnut chocolate.. :D. it was really quite funny and thoughtful and..and..and touching..[sobs uncontrollably]. yar right. ok maybe it was touching yes..but it takes a lot for me to cry.

2) and just when i say it takes a lot for me to cry, the past two weeks have been a torture for me. blardy stupid cold making my nose as blocked as...hmm i dunno...a 10-metre wide canal with yam sitting in it? haha sorry yam. i digress. as i was saying, it's been a torture cos i sneeze so frequently and i sneeze so HARD. SO HARD, that i actually start CRYING. NO SHIT. im perfectly serious here. my eyes just start to water, and before i know it teardrops are climbing down the sides of my very very good-looking face. and then my eyes turn freaking red. and my chest feels freaking tight. and overall, i feel like shit.

3) (i) but besides the stupid virus making me feel like absolute crap, there have been other positives. FLOORBALL for one. last week, the j2 floorballers whacked buckle-buckley 4-0 and i scored 2!! one from a nerve-wracking penalty, the other in the last second of the match when the opponent curiously passed the ball straight to me, and i duly repaid his faith in me by scoring to heap further misery on the buckleyans. crap lar, scoring against my own house. that said, the scoreline probably flattered us, as the buckley team wasnt that bad, its just that they had two substitutes and we had 11. haha big difference in the second half when legs started to tire and we were able to put on fresh legs all the time. says a lot when the halftime score was 0-0 and then we whack them 4-0. oh and the most retarded part of the game? when i scored my second goal to make it 4-0, i wheeled away in delight and slid on the floor for about 2 metres. bad decision. the friction caused an old wound to re-open. im a retard.

3) (ii) and just now, we played our second match against morrison-richardson, who along with moor-tarbet, are the strongest teams in this years inter-house floorball championship. i must say our team did make some stupid mistakes and gave away the ball unnecessarily, but overall, we showed tremendous fighting spirit to launch superb comebacks to win the game. halftime it was 0-0, but after ten minutes we were down 2-0 due to brilliant blitzkrieg tactics by the j1s, who really stunned us. having rested enough from my exhausting but ultimately ineffective 6 minutes in the first half, i came on and knew that our team faced an uphill battle to come back from the jaws of defeat. but within seconds of coming on, i got the ball on the right after a brilliant pass, and turned it into the middle hoping someone could react quickly and tap it in. and we did put it in!! so 2-1. then we got a penalty for a high-stick foul. and once again i was pushed up to take it. (i swear it fucking sux to take a penalty when ur under such pressure, knowing that if you score, your team will be level again, and if you don't, u'll feel freaking guilty and lousy) but i had no choice, and luckily i scored. so 2-2!! and we celebrated like mad. but just after that, we let in another retarded goal and it was 3-2 and at that moment we all hung our heads and thought it was overbut hey i put in another cross and it was converted again for 3-3!! and minutes later, 4-3!! and then i came off and hats off to the guys who stayed on the court. they fought for every ball and even though mr had two GOLDEN opportunities to equalise, the guys on court really defended well and managed to eat up all the seconds left till the buzzer sounded, to cap a remarkable comeback!! well done j2 floorball!! two wins from two, eight goals scored, three conceded.

note: though i almost got sent off because there was this j1 who kept tackling me from behind and being really rough and i got pissed and SHOVED him. luckily luckily hockey tan wasn't looking. heng ar

so basically thats it. my birthday, floorball and the dreaded virus. nothing else much happened (i think)

gtg sleep now. my nose is still damn stuck. wtf