Sorry i haven't been blogging for awhile, malas nak tulis sebenarnya. And there's something wrong with my internet connection. I can't use facebook and post blogs. Sorry.
My cina murtad friend Peter Teh played foosball with Anya. He recognized her from my blog. Wah, so famous. And all of a sudden, i remembered my school days. With Peter, it's about tennis. My doubles partner. Si Bodoh penyebab kekalahan.
When i was studying at RMC, my partner was Syafiq Botak. Go read his gf's blog! Raja Izzati tuh. Okay, RMC is a lousy school. The tennis court is full of cracks and you can't even see the line. It's really hard to hit the ball because the ball would go anywhere if it hit a crack. Macam main judi. Hoping for the ball to land properly. But that did not stop us to play every day. Putus asa is not in our dictionary.
MSSKL is the main event of the year. Tennis = Chicks. Simple maths. When we get to play at the main court and all the chicks are watching, mula lah perangai poyo. Hitting the ball as hard as you can and even screaming at times. Yyyyeeaarrggghhh!!! Pukul tak kena.
Quarter-finals of 2004. Still fresh in my head. Comeback of the year. We were playing like shit. First to 8 wins the game. We were trailing 7-0. We didn't give up and we fought back all the way till 7-7. The game lasted so long, we were the last team still playing at the whole place. Semua dah balik. 40-40. No deuce played. Syafiq hit the ball and the opponent returned a lob shot. The ball landed right in front of me. I was standing a foot from the net. Ahhh! Success! I can smell kemenangan! I wanted this to end with such glory so i hit the ball as hard as i can. I can see the fear in my opponent's eye. I think he saw the fire in my dazzling eyes. YEEEEEAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I screamed as hard as i can while hitting the ball. Opponent dah terkencing dalam seluar. Mulut dah berbuih.
ZZZZZZUUUUUUPPP!!!! (sound effects of the ball)
In my mind, victory!
But.
The ball went straight all the way. It didn't even bounce on the court. It got stuck on the fence outside of the court. Wtf?!!! We lost. Those idiots won. I turned around, Syafiq was on his knees looking at the ground. He looked up at me.
I smiled. Peace! Sorry Botak. Haha!
Part 2 to be continued. Malas nak tulis.
My cina murtad friend Peter Teh played foosball with Anya. He recognized her from my blog. Wah, so famous. And all of a sudden, i remembered my school days. With Peter, it's about tennis. My doubles partner. Si Bodoh penyebab kekalahan.
When i was studying at RMC, my partner was Syafiq Botak. Go read his gf's blog! Raja Izzati tuh. Okay, RMC is a lousy school. The tennis court is full of cracks and you can't even see the line. It's really hard to hit the ball because the ball would go anywhere if it hit a crack. Macam main judi. Hoping for the ball to land properly. But that did not stop us to play every day. Putus asa is not in our dictionary.
MSSKL is the main event of the year. Tennis = Chicks. Simple maths. When we get to play at the main court and all the chicks are watching, mula lah perangai poyo. Hitting the ball as hard as you can and even screaming at times. Yyyyeeaarrggghhh!!! Pukul tak kena.
Quarter-finals of 2004. Still fresh in my head. Comeback of the year. We were playing like shit. First to 8 wins the game. We were trailing 7-0. We didn't give up and we fought back all the way till 7-7. The game lasted so long, we were the last team still playing at the whole place. Semua dah balik. 40-40. No deuce played. Syafiq hit the ball and the opponent returned a lob shot. The ball landed right in front of me. I was standing a foot from the net. Ahhh! Success! I can smell kemenangan! I wanted this to end with such glory so i hit the ball as hard as i can. I can see the fear in my opponent's eye. I think he saw the fire in my dazzling eyes. YEEEEEAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I screamed as hard as i can while hitting the ball. Opponent dah terkencing dalam seluar. Mulut dah berbuih.
ZZZZZZUUUUUUPPP!!!! (sound effects of the ball)
In my mind, victory!
But.
The ball went straight all the way. It didn't even bounce on the court. It got stuck on the fence outside of the court. Wtf?!!! We lost. Those idiots won. I turned around, Syafiq was on his knees looking at the ground. He looked up at me.
I smiled. Peace! Sorry Botak. Haha!
Part 2 to be continued. Malas nak tulis.
Oh ya, i forgot. Atas permintaan para pembaca.
;)
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wow farn atlit negara dulu.
padan lah body builder skrg hahaha
bahasa melayu itu indah ;)
dah tau jangan buat kecoh.
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