I started the day reading a passage for a literature question. I didn't get a chance to do it as I was to be leaving for VivoCity that morning. We weren't shopping because as you know, we've already done so. My mum bought us a soccer ball though. It was a surprise really. She was looking at at bright red ball, considering whether it's worth buying. Sweet! I've pestered her to buy a new ball for don't know how long. Best of all, it's a red Adidas ball! My two cousins and two other siblings played soccer as soon as we reached home. Of course, we did change. We played three against two. I teamed up with my brother and won by a score of 5-3 before we changed the groupings. I wasn't bragging. I was just telling how my soccer "talent" comes once in a while. It does really comes and goes. I paired up with my sister the next "match". It didn't work out well as she wanted me to be the keeper. Sadly, I don't make a good keeper or even anything near good. Furthermore, there was no connection between us. We scored no goal. A moment later, an uncle came. He approached a group of boys to have their normal match I suppose since I see them there almost everyday. Then I saw or rather heard one of the boys requesting to have a match against us(mostly kids). Unfortunately, my brother accepted the offer. Some of them came over our team though. I objected because I know I won't be the "star player" anymore. In fact, I can hardly get the ball. Those boys were amazed what small kids are capable of doing.

Lesson learnt: Don't play with skillful people because they'll ruin your chance to be the "star player". hah.