Ok ok ok ok ok, i always knew that bong was a dog. But this time hes really a real dog.
Confessions of a teenager dog*
He stole* vitamin C tablets when he put stuff back into the HR. Leheng, Cherie SCOLD him!!
He took home a whole packet of leftover free drinks that was meant for the choir, and literally enjoyed it during CNY. For himself and his guests.
He steals my food all the time.
Disadvantages of being a bong.
Stuck with one hair style all your life
White skin. Bwahahaha. I would to exercise my lit skills haha, crap....better not say, terms are just like next week. =( Anyway, from a certain junior bass called kenneth " Wow Bong ur so white u literally blend into the background" Which one?? One may ask, its the white paint of the wall near the baby pool of the school. AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.. damn bad lar, actually, no no no, great one there ahahah!!
Ok ok enuff abt on of the dawgs in my life.
Went back to Acsi for a friendly game of J2s v.s J1s. It was suppose to be a friendly match, but as usual. Ok side track, i have this certain theory that when guys play sports right, somehow they just become damn hyped up and really engrossed in one thing only, winning. Thats why like when we play with girls/ against girls, sometimes i pity them cause they, sadly, get hammered as though they were men. Its damn ungentlemanly lar, but oh well whatever it takes to win RIGHT MEN?? Anyway that was what happened in our J1 vs J2 match. They were all guys btw.
I was quite nervous cause i like didnt play for a month already, but still i uses my superior tactics and intelligence to outwit and beat those J1s!! Hahaha, no lar no lar jk jk, the 4 of us just played damn dirty...Seriously i was quite shocked too, the pulling of jerseys, the pushing off using both hands, the fouls we dealt...Ouch man!! It really really damn foul haha, nvm lar do what it takes to win man.
That brings me to another point like, do we become someone us in the heat of the moment? I know i do, only when it comes to sports lar. I remembered one time when it was a 3 on 1 situation under the basket, me being the one lar =), heheh, i shot the ball up
against the 3 noobs!...and i missed. But i got my own rebound and i completely faked my defender, it was great man watching him jump in the wrong direction, but i completely screwed up my shot. Freak freak!! It was really so frustrating......and i cursed damn loud. Sometimes seeing my other side is quite shocking, the cursing and the trash talking. Sigh..
I guess thats the bad part of human nature, when we become so engrossed in the moment example anger, and we express it out in some form, lets say a blog. Its really a taint of what people will think of us i guess. Looking back at what we have posted, maybe i ll ask myself "oh man did i really post that?" Like i said the heat of the moment really makes us lose all of our moral values responsibility, integrity, etc...
Ok thats just some random thoughts..Back to bball haha. Yeah i really played v dirty with my man, dunno why but i always like to mark the center, although im not say v tall....cough* coough* He was this J1 guy that was like 180-185 like that, but i just kept shoving him off balance everytime he got the ball, so literally rendering him useless. Hahaha, kudos to the J1s though they really put up a fun fight, except like they didnt dare to play physical with us cause i think they respected us. Hey it was on that fateful court where i played till my sec school uniform turned brown, but more importantly where i found, as all bballers say, the love for the game. I owned* on that concrete man haha.
Oh yeah the last game J2s were down 9-20, the J1s needed just one more point, but we fought back and won the game 21-20 YES!!!!!!!! Oh man victory was so sweet, haha and i scored the last two balls for us!!! Uber happy =) Just like the NBA man just like the NBA. =)
OH YES YES.... all the J1s had the same comment for me, " are u sure ur in choir? u look like ur in canoeing..." Hahahahaha, my head's feelng pretty big right now haha, fire away at my ego gentlemen!!
The same for choir i guess haha, except i dont play dirty, and it only took 1 year to obtain the same feeling.
Doesn't it really rock when u really give ur best for something, and u get what u want?
