Tired. Exhausted . Lonely

Just back from MSSS Training.
My backache like hell. =(
I think i have sunburn.
The sun was scorching today.


ADUHAI SANGAT SAKIT.
Said that in malay. mixed with them for two days
they are actually quite friendly. So I'll
try to be

less

racist. xD




MSSS Training = Hell on earth.
exaggerating it by a lot. =)


But It's really a pain in the butt actually.
Have to reach there at 8am.
Then wear shoes warm up.
do some drills. then Skill exercise
then Played a game. Then rest at
12.30pm.




-.-





8.00am to 12.30 pm
We had an hour of rest time.
Training starts back at 1.30pm



We eat at 12.30 then they will go sembahyang
While I sit there staring at the Blue sky doing nothing.
Oh. I learned to Lie down and sleep on muddy and
wet grass surface under a hot sun.


Pro lerh! xD




Anyway. We continued training at
1.30pm Train Train Train Train
untill 4.00 something then play another
game. Haiz damn tiring.




Listening to malay people speak is hard.
Because they talk like damn freaking fast. -.-
I understand like half of the things they
said only.


Bottomline is Training for MSSS is
intense and tiring. It wears off
the human body.



ONE MORE THING!


I TURNED INTO AN INDIAN.
Same as Tat Shing.
*HIGH5 BROTHER~*




song of the week is the song I listen when I'm going home. =)
Going home is the best part of the schedule. xD

I'm staring out into the night, trying to hide the pain
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain

Well, I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home, well I'm going home

The miles are getting longer, it seems, the closer I get to you
I've not always been the best man or friend for you
But your love it makes true and I don't know why
You always seem to give me another try

So I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old

Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all and then some you don't want
Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all, yeah

Oh, well I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
I said these places and these faces are getting old

So I'm going home, I'm going home =D