yesterday i followed mas and yanti to support the b' boys soccer match. when we reached the field, there were only the three of us girls and some idiotic sengkang girl guides down the seats who were in charge of the food. they were not themselves (even if i've never talked to them, but trust me) when they saw our soccer team, you may say "what the fuck" way louder than an amplifier on full blast. they were rather disturbing, and adding on to that, they had two pony tails.

anyway, i thought the match would totally suck. with only the three of us supporting msl, the score was 1-1. a few minutes later, Ahmad Ibrahim came in scene. more tensions on the field, i reckon. with additional time, we scored 2-1. pathetic, i know. but never the less, they played quite well. during the journey home, nasty stuff happened in the bus. gosh. it was late when i got home.