Merentas Desa......which is the marathon held by our school weeks ago, was an amazing day too. I can remember what happened on that day on such detail, but I guess I still can remember the important ones. When we reach station Masjid Jamek, it was raining. So, we 'boringly' sit in the badminton court and wait for the rain to stop, the schedule was delayed. Finally, the rain stopped. The day before merentas desa,
me, kok tiong and chong sheng promised walk instead of run in the marathon. All of us agreed immediately. But during that day, me and kok tiong ran throughout the marathon with some other friends, which make us the 'betrayer'. Ofcourse, kt and I arrive earlier than
chong sheng, cuz we ran. When we sit beside the school field to wait for him, we suddenly saw him running in with his middle finger 'lifted' up. Lol....' He sure scold us later....' kok tiong said. CS was angry, but not for long, Minutes later we still joke and talked like nothing happened. That's BOY'S life, make things more simpler. We argue and we don't always have to sms or call each other to say 'I am sorry, please forgive me.....' with all the tears. To us, those are bullshit, to us only lar ( no offense, ppl have different ways of interacting). That's what i like about who we are, we argue, minutes later we joked we talk. It is that
SIMPLE.
Back to topic, when we reach Taman Melati ( the lrt station which our parents come to bring us home), we decided to go to chong sheng's house because the time is still early. We waited for the bus for sometime, but we didn't see any. So, we decided to walk home. When we walk through an apartment or flat, i'm nt sure... We saw some Malay boys which are younger than us, playing football at a outdoor futsal court. We asked if we could join, and the boys said yes immediately. The Johanians vs....street boys. Lip yao is the keeper, cs the defender, me and kt be strikers.....Jie ren, I not sure, cause he runs everywhere, sometimes even block us from goaling. We lost at first, because of jie ren's carelessnes. We can't lose, because they are all about 8-10, and we are 14!! Then we catched up with 4 goals, and they scored another 2. Which makes the score 4-3. ChinESE wins! Don't think we're so noob because we only win them with 1 goal, they have a lot of boys, and we onli have 5!
The boys respected us , keep calling us Abang Abang. Make us so happy. I like young malay boys, but when they grew up, its another thing. ( not racist )
-John-
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