That's Life

I don't usually do this but at the moment I'm suffering from a lack of inspiration so I've decided to adopt Mervin's style of recounting his days' events. Argh.

Monday
I was ranting and raving about how Liverpool snatched the FA Cup right out of West Ham's hands and how the Hammers kena hammered (pardon the pun). Gerrard's first goal was brilliant and his second was simply spectacular, the way he blasted the ball into the bottom corner of the net past Shaka Hislop's despairing dive. Unfortunately, Marcus was feeling malignant and denied me the chance to watch Liverpool's trophy presentation by swiching off the TV.

Tuesday
Chemistry lab was totally rubbish. Despite my valiant attempt at studying for the tutorial test the night before, I totally got decimated by that one-sided sheet of paper with plenty of alphabets in block letters written all over it. Argh.

Thursday
Ming Sing was giving me many reasons (actually there was only one main reason) on why I should stop cursing and swearing at the slightest provocation. Although he had raised this issue many times before, I never found it pertinent until yesterday, when his persuasion swayed me over, and I resolved to eliminate this rude and tactless habit once and for all. (By the way please watch what you say to others from now on Ming Sing. Haha)

I went to play football with Marvin and company after that and basically screwed up in front of goal. Feeling lazy, I decided to play left-back, occasionally making a few forays down the left flank in a bid to add to my grand tally of 1 goal in 8 games. I was doing fine at the backline and in the middle of the park but somehow when I reached within 15m of the goal all composure left me like a gust of wind, leaving me stranded in an abyss of defenders from which I could not free myself. Anyway, the bottom line was that I didn't score. Argh.

Friday
I realised that it was much harder than I imagined to stop swearing for good. I was feeling uneasy and restrained the whole day and had to watch my mouth very closely for fear that some obscene phrase would slip out. Thus, I didn't talk much today since I figured that the less I talked, the lower the percentage of breaking my promise to Ming Sing ( ={ ). Weaning myself of unnecessary rude comments is definitely some big trial and tribulation but I sure hope that the end-result will be worth it. Yah, since all of you now know about my new resolution, I will certainly appreciate it if you (Kun Da, Ming Sing, Linus etc) stop trying to irritate me and make me curse. Argh.