So The Duff had his futsal tournament today. Went through to the quarter finals. Improvement from last year. Still, The Duff wasn't all too happy. Guess losing sucks, no matter what. A small consolation was taken when eventually the teams that The Duff lost to were the top 2 teams of the tourney. They were class acts, and a cut above the rest.
The Duff's younger brother is having his exams this week. The lazy bugger thinks he's so good at his various subjects. The Duff can't wait to get his results, and hopefully need not kick the little tyke's ass.
Mother's Day. Or is it Mothers' Day? Anyway, once again, it is sad that western civilization requires a specific Sunday to show extra appreciation to their mothers. Mothers should be cherished all year round, and loved in a sense like no other.
Are sons closer to mothers than daughters? Are daughters closer to fathers than sons? The Duff knows it is subjective, but he would like to know the statistics. He believes there has to be a trend to it. Human relationships are predictable after all. For example, a man and a woman out by themselves in a platonic relationship, for a whole afternoon by the beach? Hard to believe, and some just delude themselves into thinking so. Given different circumstances, these two would definitely get together. Dumbasses.
The Duff has been getting some low-level hands on training with regards to his slave labour. Note that low-level does not equate to easy. Each job has its own difficulties and challenges. Context and subjectivity blah blah blah......
An Ex-President passed away this week. The Duff was saddened, for eventhough in his youth he had made fun of this president's name (along with a brand of sauce), he always felt that this man was a classy guy. He had an air of nobility, and with such caring, soulful eyes and features. His passing even made a senior political pillar, who is commonly known for his stoic presence, break down.
Such are the truths of the world. We are human after all, each and every one of us.
The Duff has spoken. Now its your turn.
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