Waiting4you

Soccer. Hmm. What to wear? Haven't done outdoor sports in a looong time. Shirt? Tshirt? Home t shirt? Jeans? Nah, not jeans, bermudas? Too flashy for sports? Home pants? Ok bermudas. The black one. The one I used to wear out. Not really sports clothing, but it's all I got. I think, not really bothering to search my wardrobe.

Then I get there. And the first thing I notice. Kenny. In skinny jeans. Playing soccer. While everyone else is in their thin pieces of sports clothing. Skinny jeans. HAHAHHA.

Rizal taught me some moves. I played with some other unknowns. Ran, sweat, but not tired enough. Rizal hurt himself yet again. Never disolocated my ankle before. I wonder how he deals dislocating it so many times. Ouch. Push ups. Popeys. Chicken. Strawberry jam. Mmm. Faizal and his nonsense. Lol.