This post is practically all about Phil. Phil Post it is.

Today, was quite the awesome fricken everything-went-perfect day.

Well, perfect for me usually means that I've overlooked something.

*sigh*

So like if I start talking.... never mind, too late. I saw what was imperfect.

Anyway, so my day started off with me waking up around 10:30am because our house had our Christmas party last night.

They saved me some left-overs for when I came back after my Social Welfare exam, and I just stuffed myself full of garlic toast, breaded chicken with avocado, spaghetti and dessssssert.

I missed out on their game of Wizards, which I would like to learn later on. But while I was eating, they were playing Telephone Pictionary. And wow, nonono, like WOW, that game was funny like heck. Like everyone was laughing their butts off. And we are planning to place our remanents on our living room walls, cause it would be a good conversation starter. XD

So I woke up, made breakfast, studied for Religion half-seriously.

I made lunch around 1:30pm, fried eggs and fried cheese + toast (triple layer). Aw dang, except it was apparently really unhealthy. Sooo, just once in a while.

But then around 2:30pm, some people wanted to come play football again, so people got ready and went to our usual field.

10 people came, and my housemate that lives next room came out with us for the first time.

AND we had a blast.

Like the teams were quite fair, and it was noticeable that good players were making plays so that everybody got playtime.

I dunno why, but not just today, but lately I find that many people are beautiful. Like, not just that girl who's been on my team for the past 3 times. (though like her.... bone structure? Is like wow, okay okay, put it this way. No make-up, hair tied back, casual clothing, and still gorgeous? Natural beauty man. Natural.)

But.... there was one guy who stuck out, and there usually is.

Gabe, I knew him since last year's men's bible study and he's always stuck out.

Just that (-_-) look that comes on his face whenever somebody disagrees with him.... makes him look, like he's thinking some negative thoughts.

And just today wasn't the best day for him. His first time coming out, and my next door house mate was apparently there for the first time.... wait, nevermind. Phil, this next door housemate, probably came out because he found out that Gabe was coming. Phil, 190lb, 5'6 and a half. Gabe, 140lb, 5'7. And they been on bad terms for a while. Gabe is too cocky and childish. Phil is super cocky and merciless.

Bam, close to the beginning of the game, Phil just takes down Gabe and.... a not so pretty outcome.

Gabe got a bloody nose and Phil was.... well, Phil was Phil.

And I can't really blame Phil cause it was obvious that Phil took down Gabe carefully. Enough that everybody around saw and agreed.

BUT, Gabe did get a nosebleed and that's probably created bad blood between the two.

That's just my little imperfection about today.

But other than that, we came home, I talked to my family, made food, and played soccer on XBox with Jared and Phil.

And today, was just quite awesome because Phil and I got to know each other better.

Like how he was commenting on my cooking skills while I had my sister on the speaker phone, and I got to share about how well my family and I communicate.

Btw, I lectured my Dad again on how he should improve his lifestyle. Cause I don't know if you know but my Dad found that he was gall stones and was recommended by the doctor to do surgery. He's doing better, as to him trying to improve his eating habits. But he just got to stop making excuses about EVERYTHING and admit things, to admit AND still mean it.

Anyway, then Phil got to see my little bo-staff performance, good times.

We played XBox soccer together, good times. We beat a tight career mode.

Then Daniel came, and after warming up, I decided to see how I would fare against the 2 of them.

And oh man, I murked them. Half time, 0-0. Full time, 0-0.

Then first minute of over time, I got a goal. Ohhhhhh.

So I let them score 2 goals on me because they were going through career mode.

But then I started playing again and score again! OHHHH.

Over time done, and shoot out.

They had 2 shots on me, while they blocked my first 2.

Then I came back and took them out with 4-3.

Man, I had Beth and Carson cheering for me. It was loud and hectic, and I was the star, baby. The staaaar.

It sounds weird, but it was so cute that Phil smiled at me with a honest look on his face full of good sportsmanship. Wow man, I'm so glad that Phil gave me his recognition whether he was conscious of it or not.

Oh man, now I just enjoyed my bowl of yogurt + granola + grapes + blueberries. Delicious.

WELL, that is one long post that will probably drive people away from reading.

But if I don't get it out, then I risk forgetting parts of it.

So lets add something that I keep thinking about.

When I got hold of the football and I saw Phil totally blocking all my routes, I just went down on a knee and stopped the play before he had the chance to take me down.

He recognized my smart play and.... that just totally showed him my good side.