090908; why do i always unknowingly blog on such beautiful dates?

first week of holidays have passed by. it was a bad and good week.
bad because fever and co. decided to pay me a visit. the sore throat has sort of subsided but i can still slightly feel the... sore-ness of it. the fever lasted for two or actually, three days. i went to the doctor, but the only medicine i finished were the sore throat lozenges. the fever tablets were damn effective, after taking it for a couple of times i was feeling better already. i never got to taking the cough syrup yet though, because cough is supposed follow up after sore throat, and my sore throat still hasn't given up on me yet! fuck it.

there's seriously nothing to do at home. goddammit why can't i work part-time just because i'm in a contract? arghh it's not like they have LOADS of stuff to do with me during the hols. fuck it, again.

ah one might start wondering if there's any positives in my life at all. DUH. what else but soccer? no doubt i feel joyous just kicking the soccer ball, but when you see your ball cross the goal line and hitting the back of the net, the feeling's... indescribable. even if you've scored a thousand goals in your lifetime, the 1001st goal still feels very much like the first goal you have ever scored.

sometimes i fear for the future, when everybody is gonna get old and busy with work and family. will soccer be "kicked" out of the picture? will me and my friends be able to do what we have always enjoyed since our secondary school days? i don't think i can bear to give it up. soccer was what brought the boys in class together, it was and holds something everyone had in common.
i can only hope that we will not forget the value of the sport and bonds that have developed through the many years.