yesterday was a busy day man. did 28km on bike. tried to study FMS. woah I thought that the topics tested were like 1 to 3. little did i know it was 1-5. crap only got to know like at 9pm yesterday.

so today before my test at 1.30pm, went to the gym to cycle. argh, not enough time, so only did 23km on bike before rushing off to meet felix for lunch in canteen one. We were late for the test, but yeah, they always give extra time, and we left early. next to me were like a couple of guys from the next class who were blatantly cheating, or more like the pooling of answers scheme. anyway the test was like erm, expected. i couldnt remember what some of the points were so i added in some points that is not in my syllabus, hope i'll like get the mark, well , technically its correct what. even the supreme court says so.

went to queensway with felix after the paper, and met darren there, who was looking for a pair of soccer shoes. after much comparing and deliberation, he decided to go have dinner first. LOL. okay. curry chicken rice. well, it beats the fake, so called real katong laksa. my ass. then i had to rush off to get dinner for my family. so left queensway with both of them. heading towards the same bus stop where im supposed to take my 961 and they were like going to town i think, so it was 153 for them. "what bus are you taking" asked darren. "erm 961" i replied. "would you run for the bus with all the curry splashing in your stomach" either of them said. i added in the "splashing" for added effect. so yeah, i spun around. holy crap. " bye guys" and i freaking ran for my life.

anyway soccer tmr at sch and i feel like cutting my hair. it kinda gets in my eyes when i play futsal. then sunday i suppose the weekly fico futsal with my dad and his colleagues and then off to futsal camp for the next 4 days. i gotta practice man, knda lost abit of touch over this exam period.