So after meeting him, Mubarak, and his ball, which we asked him to bring along so that we can play a little bit of soccer, we went up to his house to play a few games of Winning Eleven 10. Well Shalih's Italy got it's revenge, finally... No no no no, Shalih's Italy got it's revenge 3 times in a row, shockingly. Yeah... Thanks to Gilardino, Toni and Totti. Haa. Mubarak's Brazil sooo need to go back home and train, again. So then we head down to Sun Plaza to grab some Old Chang Kee food. We were like starving to death sey. We found a good place to chill, which was the Sembawang Bus Interchange...
The whole place was so orange because of the lighting. We did alot of crap there. I wouldn't say that we were actually "cam-whoring" because guys don't do that, seriously. We were more like "taking funny pictures". Haa. Then I got a feeling that my mom was worried about me? Where am I and what am I doing? Basically my well-being? Because for the past 2 days I've been coming home late. So that's why I need to leave early, guys. Sorry.
Oh and I've been outdoors for like 24 hours and I kinda like miss her (and my mom too) you know. Hee!











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