We played futsal yesterday. We were supposed to start at 7 but my friends and I were late for about 29 minutes. The lecturers were already waiting and I think they were quite pissed at us. As it turned out, only three of the students attended!

I had fun playing the goalie but after about 10 or 5 minutes left into the game I was pushed as a defender and later on as a midfield. It was very tiring. I made some saves as a goalie, tried to tackle and tried supplying the strikers with the ball although none made it to the back of the net. lol. I stopped playing two minutes before the end of the game, I was very tired - sweating all over and I felt as I my head was going to explode (Don't know why but it felt as if the blood are all rushing to my head)

I had a hard time driving back home and I was sweating all the way home. I collapsed (when I say collapsed, I meant slowly lying down to the floor and slept away) I had such a nice nap UNTIL my little brat of a brother woke me up by slapping my face (in a friendly way). He wanted to play with me but I was just too exhausted to bother playing with him. I'll make up for it today though.

My friend told me earlier on today that a spectator and her friends (who were watching us play futsal) laughed at me. I am a big person alright so I guess the way I play is quite humourous. She just looked at them with a stinging stare and said to them "Jangan kurang ajar" which translates to "Don't be rude". I hate it when people do that, I mean I don't critize the way people play or look no matter how bad they are so I don't think I deserve to get shit from an ignorant, obnoxious, hell-of-a-person.

but...you know...whatever! I don't want to care. I pretend I don't care with things like these but I actually do care and infact I take it to heart.aargh!!!!!! oh well, I'll just ignore and get on with my life though