Field Of Balls On Easter Sunday

the long good friday weekend was a total bummer as usual. vegetated at home and did another round of visit to the national museum in a totally conscious state because the last visit several weeks back was a total drunken-stupor blur.

but i did the unthinkable.

woke up so early at 7am on sunday morning for volunteer work with the same lot of under-privileged kids... all 40 of them kids.


so this is what my neighbourhood looks like under the 8am morning sun on a sunday... and the whole lot of us (along with hirman and may) went for this...


yeah i know this whole this is so totally not me... soccer?!?!?! it was a match organized by adidas, in a drive to scout for talents and to send the best two players to spain for soccer camp. but so as long as the kids are happy having a field day, i'm good.


and while the kids were in awe of the presence of our national team goalkeeper lionel lewis, i went "whoa he's GORGEOUS!!!" in my heart umpteens of time. dang... i think he's straight. he's gotta be straight. he plays soccer for kryst's sake! grin...

when the match ended, hirman and i jumped into may's cute kick-ass green mini cooper for the best claypot chicken rice on the island along race course road. and hirman had to break the claypot and expected me to suck-up to the coffee shop auntie who served us, in a bid to let ourselves off the crime he committed. bummer.

sunday evening proved to be a perfect wrap-up with alex in ikea. i bought some beddings and had the perfect dinner to induce me to sleep, ready to face monday.


nasi goreng dinner at ikea... yummm....