You Know You Want To

Hey. I guess I can't recall what I wanted to type (wow, 3 "I"'s in a row! I sound conceited, don't I).


So, I'll drop a quote and proceed to think.

Hi, Andrey! I am from Ukraine, but I like the way you play. Could you please tell me if it’s possible to study in college and play football seriously at the same time?
A.A.: It’s possible at an amateur level. It’s also possible, while studying in college, not only play football, but also chase after girls.


Well. There was this amazing game called football, that we played against SMI. Anderson versus SMI (Form 4 setup, friendly amongst friends), guess who won! 10-0! :D Though I admit we had 4 Form 5's (including meself, do I sound extra-conceited now?), but hey, two of those barely know how to kick a ball. Well, I have to admit they can, but you certainly can't find decent footballers with worse ball control. (Note: If you don't fancy football fill-ins on your blogreads, skip the next few paragraphs).

It was a great deal of fun though, playing an offside line (imagine that. What the.) . And most of the time just standing there waiting for the "rocket" to blaze infront of people to steal the ball away from them, at, well, you guessed it. Rocket speed. Gael Clichy if you ever could find one. School runner maa. What do you expect. Or more like sprinter for school sports house. Well, actually I did have work to do.

And I notched my second career-backheader! This move is usually defensive, incredibly baffling, and always memorable. But awesome nonetheless, besting my record-heading career tally of 0! A big fat zero! (Helps if you wear spectacles, heading with your forehead =O). All while I was still waking up.

Andyways, 10-0! Yes. We scored a beautiful split of 5 in the first half, and 5 in the second. Running on far less substitutes than them, It was a phenomenal win! We had only 3 substitutes. Rolling subs though.

Moving on for the football-illiterate,


Guess what. I remember what I wanted to say. Swift says, brace myself for the goodbyes. But I don't know HOW. How? I rarely experience goodbyes en masse, and them friendships a large amount I started barely 2 years ago! Tell me howwwwww. Lol. Anyway. It's okay, it's alright. It's just the end, but it means another beginning. And I'll have to pick up Canto/Mando. Great. Bummer.

Er so well. Back to the main point before I head back to dreamland (it's my second home now). There's gonna be a lot of so'long's and shoo's and "I'll miss you *sob* *sob*" moments but above all a very important point to ponder on is. In these friendships, have I done my part? Have I left behind memories that friends can cherish? Well, I guess at least I won't be remembered for all the wrong reasons (some may beg to differ), but I don't know. These kind of things are hard to convey in words. I'd probably require some telepathy, or something funky.

Yeah, anyway. As I end. to them friends. You know who you are. Trust me, you do =)