went back home at 4 feeling a lil bit down. picked up one of the three soccer balls lying outside my house n started kicking n juggling it around. i just wanted to get all the frustrations i had the whole day in sch- out.

n somehow or the other, i had a flashback of those times i was playing soccer as a part of the school team. those memories i had with my gals. The seriousness n tense moments we went through during the 2 hours. the disappointment we had to face during our first few games in the first season. those chitty chatty times we had during the game itself n i had to tick u off for being distracted. haha. the times we called n reached out for bananas. *so cute..* hahas. the shoutings i got from Mr Fazil for doing silly mistakes like giving corner kicks to opponents n not pushing the girls. haha. i gotta admit, it works.

as i groom as a team captain, i knew there were times where i can play around with the girls n get bullied by them while there were times i had to be supe strict with them. especially when their behaviour n emotions get out of hand n thats where i have to draw the line.

in every area i get myself into, i always set/have a goal/ dream. in this case, i've always wanted to be part of an ADULT team. like being part of dad's team in a soccer match? Hahaha. or maybe if its too far fetched, perhaps playing for the school's teachers team. Hahahaha...i know it sounds ridiculous n impossible. but then again, its a goal/ dream i have in every arena i get myself into.

who will help me achieve my goals/ dreams? i dont know. in the first place, will it ever happen? Or am i just being too ambitious? haha

every human being have the right to dream. *yea right*

its been a real long time since i get into a real soccer match actually. thats why i've been dying to be part of a team again. its a waste i didnt continue to play for the scool this year. =( haizz. otherwise i wont be feeling down too often n lethargic.






dream on.....