Baby's back!

My baby's back... back back on the track. :D

Ok... so my brother might be stupid, but apparently he's a good soccer player, methinks. Anyways, he's a winger so, yea. And I guess he's one of the indispensable members of his outside team. Dunno 'bout his school team, since he's only Sec 1 and stuff... plus they're already out of the tournament! Hahahah!!!

So he was telling my mom about how one of his friends didn't get to play in a friendly match the other day. And what's worse was that the rest of the players had a touch of the ball. I mean, what's sad is that this friend of his comes from a broken family. So you know, these kinda kids tend to be a tad more sensitive, and to be left out just like that when you have forked out your money to buy the jersey and stuff, man, it must be really heartbreaking. Plus, the coach's reason for not letting him play is just cos of his small size. Like it matter, dammit!!! It's not the physical size man, its the ability that matters. And to add salt to injury, the coach did sub his son in, who apparently is of the same physical size as my bro's friend.

So, to cut the story short, after the match, the coach sent all the kids home with his pick-up truck, but my bro's friend, A, walked home... alone. (at 10+, 11pm?) And the dumb coach of course didn't bother in doing a headcount! My bro wanted to accompany him but A told him that he was ok but feeling rimas and all, so my gundu bro went home with another of his fren who gave him a lift on his bicycle. My bro told my mom that he saw A rubbing his eyes when he was walking home, from Blk400+ to his house which is at Blk 708 or sth. And what's sad was that he refused to go back to his real mom's house which was somewhere near Blk 400+. I mean... I dunno. See what happens when you think only of yourselves and get a divorce without taking into account your kids' feelings.

And my mom recounted about the time when the kids had a beach outing. She saw the A boy eating alone, and at one point of time, he was walking along the beach all by himself. I mean, it's sad, really. I'm not quite a sensitive person and all, but thinking about this guy makes me want to tear. He must be shattered looking at all the kids and how their parents joined the beach outing(not all the kids' parents were there, but well you get what I'm saying right). And stuff. It's sad, really. And I wish he was my godbro, cos apparently he's quite well-to-do. Tee hee. He can like... sponsor my Creative Nomad Muvo² perhaps?

Oh yea, and A is like one of my bro's BEST FWEEEEN. My bro can be such a dumbass sometimes. Too sociable that he neglects some of his other friends. Ok that sounds like me. But ok whatever ever. That's not the point. The point is my bro is a dumbass.

And my fucking bro is a PAOTO-KIA!!! Kanina. He told my dad about my balik-rumah-pukul-5-pagi-lepas-hooray²-beh-eksyen-sembahyang-Subuh fantasy!