Ouch My Body Hurts

Ude and I commuted to Shah Alam for a soccer game with Firdaus and co. I played center forward and scored four goals. Ude had one of his contact lenses popped out during one of the fights for air ball thus he couldn’t drive the GTI home. I helped out and drove the GTI back to Bangi with a big improvement in manual-racing driving style. I couldn’t believe how fast I was going while overtaking cars around the corners. We were literally flying whenever there was a small bump on the road.

My back hurts. So does my neck. And my shoulders feel heavy. My thigh is in agony. My English is clearly deteriorating. Sore are my muscles and my writings.