Brotherhood.

I wanna talk about a topic.
a topic i've been wanting to talk about.
a long, long, time ago.
it's brotherhood.
it might not be much to you.
you guys out there, might be like, you call yourselves brothers.
HMM OKAY, LET'S SEE IF YOU'LL STAY BROTHERS IF ONE OF YOU ASSHOLES GO BANKRUPT.
to tell you the truth,
i don't actually deny that previous sentence.
but.
have you ever had a friend.
such a good friend, that he was like a brother to you,
you guys, set the record for being the fastest two to climb barb wired gates.
a record of 17 seconds.
and one rainy day.
he slipped.
he fell.
he got a long gash, from the top of his chest, all the way to his navel.
would you help him.
his uniform soaked with blood.
would you dress his wounds?
I would, i know he would for me too.
because we're brothers.

there's a reason why i'm doing this post.
it's about brotherhood.
more about, WHY brotherhood, than HOW brotherhood.
i'm not gonna talk about what we do for each other,
that how one is better than the other,
just because he does more for them that they do for him.
i've gotten over that phase,
now i'm gonna talk about WHY we chose Brotherhood.

i thought you guys knew me.
i really thought you guys knew me.
i never expected you guys to change so much,
and i don't deny me changing.
it's scary how we change so much.
it's a dangerous relationship.
because, we're all strong individuals.
fiercely independent, characteristically strong.
but yet, as a whole, we fit right in.
and each man is his own leader.
i like that.
i LOVE that.

but why.
why now.
HUI.
i think,
i've changed.
i really have.
but i think,
if you have ever realised,
YOU HAVE CHANGED TOO.
last year.
soccer.
marine parade.
you said to me,
"i can't believe I'm here 6pm in the evening playing soccer, and the next morning we have a paper."
i laughed.
although you were still there playing soccer,
i knew you had your limits,
that's why i laughed, and i knew it wasn't a bad choice being with you guys after all.
but now.
look what's happened.
what's all this.
i really don't know,
all these stuff that's been happening to all of us.
it's BAD,
UNHEALTHY.
well, i guess, i have changed, for the better or for the worse,
depends on how you view it.
but last friday,
i believe, i made the right choice.
i would do it, again,
10 times.
20 times.
over and over again.
if i ever have the chance to.
trust me.
we just have to listen.
it doesn't take that long.

woohoo,
inhouse suspension for two weeks.
for truancy.
so yeah, i told my parents and then they were like,
HOLYMOTHER****.
at least not my mom, my dad.
then he raged and threw my phone onto the table and slammed it real hard.
and he's not gonna return it to me.
he says he gives up on me.
i don't really care.
soccer today, my bro really pissed me off real badly.
lazy and thinks he's real good.
then when he loses the ball he just WALKS BACK.
people like that just heckcare about the defenders.
why?
because IT'S NOT MY FAULT LEH.
EH YOU'RE THE DEFENDER WHAT.
SO IF IT GOES IN, EVEN IF I FEED THE BASTARD, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO SAVE ME.
BECAUSE.
YOURE.
THE.
DEFENDER.
OH OKAY.
SUCK.
MY.
*

I SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME.
i get 69.9999% for EOYs.
round off 70% i don't care.
and what the hell am i doing now.
I'M FREAKING SKIPPING LESSONS.
SKIPPING LESSONS.
TRUANCY.
I MEAN.
I DID, I USED TO BEFORE, BUT NOT FOR SOCCER!
Soccer's killing me.
but i love it at the same time.
all my beautiful headers and crosses, that all land into the goal.
it's much more, definitely much more worth than camping in the classroom
spamming on your calculator.
BUT WHY NOW.
LESS THAT ONE WEEK TO MYEs
AND ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS SOCCER
SOCCER
SOCCER
SOCCER
SMALL PIG.
SOCCER.
SMALL PIG
SMALL PIG
SOCCER.
SEE.

i really don't get myself.
no self restraint.
no control.
no nothing.
i promise myself to pay attention in at least 3 classes everyday.
i did it today.
i was happy.
WAS.
until i played truancy.
again.
this the 2nd time.
and it's ruined my whole day.
so..
question of the day:

IS SOCCER REALLY WORTH THAT MUCH?

i can't seem to answer that myself.