Where the Hell the the time go?

Trips to Pulau Ubin, Sentosa, the occasional Winning 11 meet up, as well as the weekend Floorball games have helped pass the time. A little too quickly as it seems...

Yesterday, i was enjoying the time i had, going out with friends and fwen, contemplating on where to go, with all the time in the world.

Now, im buying Padlocks, Kiwi and washing detergent to prepare for Thursday's book in.

And so, another chapter in my life closes, as i start a new one. On a fresh page. Maybe even use a new pen perhaps.

Lets all Welcome Recruit Wan to the Tekong clan...Recruit Botak Wan

This will be my last entry. Till when...? i dunno. Hanya Allah saja yang tahu..

Only time will tell...

To the usual visitors and not forgetting the silent readers, i'll miss you, and you, and you too, and of course you, not forgetting you, and ESPECIALLY you. Wish me all the best. Don't miss me kays. *sob* ='/

Chey... Emo ah. hahaha.

Training has never been this beneficial for a long time.. Finally thruout the SP trainings that a coach teaches how to do a proper Dragshot.

Seriously! Me, Hafiz and Jie Hong really did benefitted from her. Dunno bout the girls though.. =p

For the last time.... Adioz!

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3 People once went across to the other side:

One juz wanted to stamp his initials all around...

Another never did came back...

Except for Wan, who returned home safely.

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hahaha... Geddit?

My last game for Mustangs had come and gone.

It happened a while back, when i was in secondary school. I was playing soccer at the basketball court after school. As i was lining up to take a free kick, my foot came into contact with the concrete floor. Crraacckk!!! Wan came crashing down...

I guess i was trying to 'slapshot' the soccer ball... heheh

From that day onward, my right foot would never be the same again... Ever! I already accepted the fact that inside my right foot was all Messed up, and the worse part is, i didnt even bother to go see a doctor. Juz good ol 'minyak urut'.

Days gone my soft and tender foot started to slowly heal... Heal WRONGLY! I wondered if i had gone to a doctor back then, would it have changed the outcome..? Cos the most, i thoughtthe most he was gonna do is take an X-Ray, then gimme some overpriced ointment, or worse case, refer me to the hospital.

Since that day, i've had to take care of this weak right foot. It happened once during training last year, when we were doing shuttle runs. it gave way when i was turning, and down i went, clutching my ankle.

It also happened during a div2 game last season. Some idiot fell on my foot in the court. PERIOD!! Luckily for me on both occasion, Bo made me do this simple foot strengthening exercise. I managed to play again the next period, despite the niggling pain...

It struck again last sunday, when my foot landed unevenly on a Cornvix forward. Lucky it wasnt that bad... but still, it hurts.