The missing football

Got back from Ryui Bynn’s house. The whole afternoon and night was spent at Eugene’s house studying Add Maths…his dad also spent us KFC! :D And um, some of my friends were doing the farting competition thingy >_< which was disgusting.

At about 10.30pm, went to RB’s hse (and tapau-ed some limau ais). We played some street soccer, Andy and I against RB and Shawn. Lost miserably, and when Andy kicked it hard somewhere, the ball was missing o_O We searched for quite some time among the bushes with two torchlights, but we still couldn’t find it.

RB’s house was situated opposite a deep monsoon drain. We went down, with me trotting behind feeling a little scared. It’s about 12am, and us going down the monsoon drain is a little bit un-nerving, as I was behind the rest of ‘em. We saw some black plastic bag in a box which resembles a dead baby or something, with a toad on top of it. We can’t find the ball, but found another deflated ball which isn’t ours.

Weird. It’s a little scary searching underneath the big, strong trees and its long branches. Especially in the dead of the night, despite the lamp-posts. We were joking, saying that RB would find the ball on top of him at night, or perhaps at the porch of his house. >_>