I'm nuts...

I don't know what is wrong with me. I keep thinking about someone. I wish you were still alive, so that I could tell you for one last time that I LOVE YOU. Sigh...I'm so screwed up.

I don't know why people say I'm like the studious type of person. I'm so lazy that I prefer sleeping over anything else [save football and Chelsea]! I hate burying my head into books and study like there's no tomorrow. You can see my brother for that! He's the one with the brains in the family. I'm so god-damn lazy and stupid. I'm probably good for eating, sleeping and watching TV. And this is the only thing I know bout CTS:

Question 16: What does a bad argument tell us about its conclusion?
Me: Eh, this one the answer is "It's neither false nor true" right?
Materlline: I don't know, I know the person has bad reasoning skills-lah. This is your favourite question what? You know the answer to this question so well!
Me: This is the only thing I remember from CTS. Haha...

Minutes later...
Ms. Chia: Okay, first question. Question 16. What does a bad argument tell you about its conclusion?
Materlline: You answer-lah!
Me: *Raises right hand up* The conclusion is neither false nor true.
Ms. Chia: Yes, that's right. When the argument is bad, the conclusion is neither false nor true. And what does it tell you of the person?
Me: The person has bad reasoning skills.
Ms. Chia: Yes. Very good.

I told you. I only know this question by heart. Ask me anything else, I won't be able to tell you. See my limited knowledge. Laugh at me already.

Anyway, I saw Frank Lampard on TV again today. He looks like God. And David Beckham is shorter than him! Bwahaha...Mar laugh with me okay?

~I'm dreaming bout those dreamy eyes...don't you think he has the most amazing pair of blue eyes you have ever seen? Say yes, or suffer the consequences!~


~See the man with the number 8 jersey? That's my husband! See that Becks? He's shorter than my hero! Miss 15 years, don't get annoyed. I know that Peter Crouch is taller than him. My mum and I reckon that John Terry looks like Sanjay Dutt. Don't throw daggers at me ah? And look at Joe Cole's hair! He looks like Raul Gonzalez now! From left to right: Paul Robinson, Kelly Smith, Joe Cole, John Terry, Michael Owen, David Beckham, Frank Lampard, Rachel Yankee, and David James~


~OH MY GOD! I told you I find men with sharp noses quite attractive. This proves it! So god-damn sharp! This is so much better than Jonathan's pose! Hahaha...ROTFL! And his fingers don't look so weird like mine! This pic captures everything about him. It's so beautiful...~

Oh yeah, seen Steven Gerrard anywhere? I thought so too. Hehe...

I learnt something new today:

~IF LOVE IS BLIND, THEN MARRIAGE IS AN EYE-OPENER~

True, no?

*Bluesy* out!

Annoyed...

You know the best thing about being the youngest in the family, is that you get cornered from every angle. Left, right, front, back.

For me, I get cornered from the front, left and right. Thank God I don't have another elder sibling that will corner me from the back.

I guess you can tell how I'm feeling right now. Sad, ain't it?

No worries. I've been through it. No reason why I shouldn't get through this phase, right?

I watched the first half of the Chelsea-Portsmouth tie because I had class when they showed the second half! I didn't get to see him score, but I saw him. That IS a consolation! *throws a Cheshire Cat grin*

This is scary. My nephew asked me about an incident which happened in my area. Apparently, two men were slashed by some people using *parangs* in Block A of the Sri Kelantan flats. One died, while one is in a coma in hospital! It was in the newspapers! I found out about it at aroun 5:30 PM! What kind of Sentul resident am I? Someone got killed in Sentul and I didn't know about it! I'm so scared, I might just die of being slain like that. If I die, please burn my jerseys.

I'm so worried for my dad. He's always out, especially with his bad mood currently running pretty high. I'm afraid he might get hurt. I'm so scared. All I can do is pray for you. Even though you don't want to talk to me, I care for you, deep down inside. Though you don't know it, doesn't mean I don't love you. I'm mad at you for not apologising to me after you accused me of something I didn't do. That doesn't give me any reason to stop loving you. I do. All I can do is...cry silently.

Pity Wigan. I really hope they would win the Carling Cup. Instead they were trashed by ManUre 4-0. So sad...ah well, at least ManUre have something to shout about. Though it's pretty insignificant, they were desperate and they needed a trophy, so they had to win this small cup. I'm being mean to Mancs. Sue me, ex-husband! Bwahaha...

~I cry silently, I cry inside of me, I cry hopelessly~

~But sometimes don't you just crave, to disappear within your mind, you never know what you might find~

*Bluesy* out!

GOD!!!

God has shown this man the light. For he scored yesterday! I got so god-damn emo and nearly cried when I heard he scored. Bwahaha...

We beat Portsmouth 2-0! Goals thanks to Frankie and Arjen Robben!


This pic is so Brokeback Mountain. Eeewww...he's kissing Robbie! Argh...so gay! So gay!

Enough of that. I'll upload some pics that don't display any form of gay actions.

~This is for my wife. Her prayers have been answered~ -I heart you so...FJL-


~Hell yeah, I'm back. Live and kicking!~ -Barca, beware! The man in blue is on his way to slay you and kick your bloody incompetent and cheating asses!-


~So adorable!!!~ -The kid is so cute! Apparently, I noticed that anything in a Chelsea jersey is so adorable. Including me. God, the vanity!-


~I'm not smoking okay???~ -I was about to pop in a chocolate when my friend, Mithrah snapped this pic. This pic was taken on Christmas Day on Ruth's baptism lunch in Pride of India restaurant in Sri Hartamas! I want to go there and eat again! And apparently people like this pic. Weird...-

Yesterday my mum took her friend to the tailor. This tailor is my favourite twins' mother. And my mum went to see them yesterday, without bringing me! Hmph! And she was telling me how her friend's daughter wanted to wear a bareback top, but her father was against it.

Mum: You know, she want bareback. you know? She wants but the father don't let.
Me: So she made-lah?
Mum: I don't know, I heard her telling the tailor, because the twins telling me the whole story of Chicken Little!
Me: Yerr...
Mum: Her daughter now so slim, and pretty.
Me: Ya-lah, not like your daughter. So fat, ugly and will end up as a spinster.
Mum: Huh? You wanna end up as a spinster?
Me: Yes.
Mum: Sigh..looks like I won't have any grandchildren.
Me: Can what? Rizal can provide the grandkids for you what? Why must depend on me only?

While waiting to get my new phone, I'll be using my dad's phone [which is hardly ever used anyway] for the time being. I like the phone, but when I get mine, I don't want to have the same model as his. Otherwise he'll start telling that's his phone [It happened before, he keeps saying that the phone I'm using is his! So *perasan*]!

Downloaded Twentysomething by Jamie Cullum. The song rocks! I will play this song once I graduate! Bwahaha...I think Jamie Cullum rocks. I told Mar that Twentysomething makes me feel like dancing with a broom.

Speaking of brooms, I haven't swept my room yet. Bad girl!

*Bluesy* out!

I need sleep...

I feel like sleeping and dancing tango. Not simultaneously, obviously! Who dances while they sleep? Oh yeah, our sweet sleep-dancer, Charlie! Bwahaha...with respect to Mar, I apologise sincerely to Charlie Adams for making fun of him in cyberspace. SORRY. Please accept this humble public apology.

Guess what I did today? Hint: Stupid, stupid, stupid things!

We were out in town and we were going up the escalator and I jumped and put my my feet on the side of the escalator! On the way out from the store, I jumped from the last step of the escalator! When I came home, I made *sirap bandung* and added it with *gula melaka*...how crazy is that?

I told you I'm insane. Save me.

I'm on the brink of insanity, leaving this place known as *SANITYVILLE* soon.

Will you save me...or instead, leave me?

*Bluesy* out!

Just sad...

Me don't speak England one.

That's how I felt when I was doing my English exam just now. It was so god-damn depressing that an English paper was so screwed up. What kind of paper was that? I don't about the others and how they felt about the paper, but I think the paper was so god-damn messed up. I never felt so low about an English paper. I know I'm good at it...but today I felt like I was so stupid to answer any of the questions in the paper!

Psychology exam wasn't so bad. I think my answers for the essay questions were a bit stupid.

Knowing me, stupidity isn't something new right?

Adrian drives like my brother. Crazy. I suppose all Liverpool fans are like that.

And 7 of us had to cramp inside his car on the way back from DDP. Poor Roya had to sit on Priya, and we were studying Psychology in the car!

And my parents think that Frank Lampard looks SO much older than David Beckham and think that David Beckham is MORE handsome than Frank! Eeewww...that sounds so wrong. Mar, don't give me that I-LOVE-DAVID-BECKHAM-AND-I-THINK-HE-IS-A-GOD look. I will slap you.

At least he said Wayne Rooney is much uglier than Frank. He said that Wayne Rooney looked like something/someone, but I can't remember what he said exactly. I'll let you know if I remember it. I think it had to do with some animal.

One more paper to go...CTS!

I'm so sad...pray for me.

Mar, if you're going to Nou Camp...kill Leo Messi for me, okay?

*Bluesy* out!

I HATE LIONEL MESSI!

I bet you know what I'm talking about...the Chelsea-Barca tie. The result? 2-1. We lost. And yet the stupid Barca people complain all day-long about our "potato patch-like field". Bah, stupid Catalans.

You know what's the weirdest thing about this match?

It was exactly like what I said in yesterday's post.

"Let's do a repeat of last year's tie!"
1. In the first leg, we lost 2-1.
2. The first goal was scored for Chelsea.
3. The goal scored for Chelsea was an own goal.
4. A Chelsea player got sent off! Last year it was Didier Drogba. This morning, it was Asier Del Horno [I bet Aimee is upset!]!
5. Barca had two goals.

The differences include...
1. Barca's first goal was scored by John Terry [Oh the horror my 15 years had to endure! Pity you...].
2. We played in Stamford Bridge for the first leg this time around.

Argh..I HATE LIONEL MESSI FOR CHEATING AND PLAY-ACTING! HE'S EXACTLY LIKE WAYNE ROONEY! CHEATER! HE KNEW ASIER WAS COMING FOR HIM, HE EVEN SHIELDED HIMSELF AND DELIBERATELY FELL DOWN, CLUTCHING HIS LEG WITHOUT ANY FACIAL EXPRESSIONS THAT CAN BE CONSIDERED AS A GRIMACE! AND THE BLOODY REFEREE GAVE POOR ASIER A RED CARD AS SOON AS HE GOT UP! I HATE YOU LEO MESSI! I HATE YOU SO!

I even told my 15 years that *OH MY GOD, HE'S SERIOUSLY INJURED! HE SHOULD BE HOSPITALISED AND WARDED FOR A FEW DAYS FOR AN IJNURY AS SERIOUS AS THAT! SHALL WE VISIT HIM THEN?*, quoting Rafa Benitez about Arjen Robben's dramatised reaction when Jose Reina "slapped his cheek".

I used to adore him...because he was talented and partly cute. But, he's exactly like Wayne Rooney and Michael Ballack! Bloody divers and cheaters! So god-damn pissed. And he's 18 [He was born on the 24th of June, 1987. Good grief, Mar...he's 20 days younger than you!]? I thought he was so much older! Apparently 18-year olds like Caroline 'stick insect' Celico and Lionel Messi [the grave according to Aimee!] don't look their age. I wonder do I look 18?

And as for my captain scoring an own goal, don't mock my captain by saying that he doesn't know how to play football or the likes. He tried to clear the ball, expecting Petr Cech to clear it in time, instead Petr Cech decided to audition for the role of Neo in *the latest Matrix movie* and let the ball in. Don't mock him for one mistake, when he actually prevented a lot of goals from being scored. Poor John Terry...I'll stand by you, not only for my 15 years' sake, but also for me. You're always the best captain in my eyes. Well, I would say Frank is the best captain in my eyes, but he's the vice-captain, I shall stick to my earlier statement!

Our first goal was actually created by Frank! His free-kick was actually scored by Thiago Motta! And when everyone huddled around Frank after the goal was scored, I saw John Terry giving him a kiss on the cheek! Eeewww...such Brokeback Mountain-like actions! And he seemed to be enjoying it...argh! Brokeback Bridge!!! When everyone else hugged him, he seemed to enjoy it as well! Argh...BROKEBACK BRIDGE I TELL YOU! Okay, maybe I'm imagining things. That can't be true. Adrian saw it too! Argh...my husband is gay! NO!!!

I bet his stupid, uncute, and ugly penguin of a wife [not me!] is happy Barca won! Such an unloyal wife! Hate you...throw daggers at you! Bwahaha...

At least my dad was nice enough to say that Chelsea will get into the last 8. When you hear an Arsenal fan telling you this, take note! It means they love Chelsea! And he said that Real Madrid will beat Arsenal in the second leg! Such an unloyal fan, my dad. Like that stupid Elen Rives [stupid, uncute and ugly penguin of a wife of Frank Lampard!]. But I can't throw daggers at him though. He's such nice man [sans the mood swings, okay?]

Went to the KPD block to fix an appointment for counselling, and I saw Miss Sue [my Malaysian Studies lecturer]. And I told her I'll be late for her class, but the others told me I could go on because their Moral Studies class was cancelled! So I followed Miss Sue in her car back to the main block. I was really shy. I even asked her if I could sit at the back, because I was so god-damn shy [I'm not like some unabashed people like Lilee right?]. She told me I could sit in front. She told me she bought a penthouse in Sentul [somewhere in Taman Dato' Senu], but it's still under construction for the past 13 years. What a long wait.

Had my Malaysian Studies quiz today [No, I didn't ask her anything about it in the car okay? I don't try to suck up to my teachers!]. Quite okay...I think I scrwed the fourth question up. Big time. It's only 6 marks anyway. I mean, for the whole quiz itself. Have to do really well for the group work and the other things.

Tomorrow I have 2 exams back-to-back. Advanced English at 2:30-4:30 PM. Psychology at 4:30-6:30 PM. Long day tomorrow.

Toodles.

I love Frank Lampard. I want to slap Lionel Messi. I think Joe Cole has got the sexiest legs alive.

Excuse me for saying all that. I'm a bit insane at the moment.

In two weeks time, Nou Camp await the mighty BLUES. Let's knock Barca dead and give them the blues, eh boys? They defeated us in our territory, so it'll only be fair if Chelsea do the same. Fair deal. GO CHELSEA! You all have my full support. Especially for my husband.

BROKEBACK BRIDGE!!! Eeewww...

Maybe it's just an act of PDA. PUBLIC DISPLAY OF AFFECTION.

Still, it is very Brokeback Mountain! BROKEBACK BRIDGE!

*Bluesy* out.

I didn't expect them to win...

My dad asked me this morning...

Dad: Eh, what's the score between Arsenal and Real Madrid ah?
Me: Arsenal won. 1-0...
Dad: Huh??? They won ah?
Me: Why you so shocked? You should be happy for your team...they won okay?
Dad: I expected them to lose...who scored ah?
Me: Thierry Henry...
Dad: I thought they'd lose...

What kind of Arsenal fan would say something like that about their team? Oh yeah...my dad!

ITP exam was okay...I felt like dying doing the exam...so sick! My VICKS INHALER was pretty much my fix of drugs for the past 3 days. Without it I can't breathe! I kid you not. I couldn't eat anything for lunch. Everything was either dipped in curry or crispy fried. So I had no alternative but eat McDonalds' Bubur Ayam. I went to the counter and told the guy that I didn't want chilli, vegetables and oil. His manager gave it to me, and when I went to eat it, there was chilli, vegetables and oil!

By the time 4:00 PM came, I was hungry like the wolf! So I bought another Bubur Ayam from McDonalds'! And the same guy was at the counter, and I told him the same thing I told him before. And he apologised to me about the earlier Bubur Ayam. Apparently his manager didn't know that I only wanted the porridge and chicken. At least he apologised. And his other colleague was annoying.

McD guy 1 [colleague]: Ni tak nak, tu tak nak. Nanti cakap "Err..I tak nak makanlah!"
McD guy 2: Diamlah!
McD guy 1: Siapa demam ni?
Me: Saya...
McD guy 1: Sakit apa?
Me: Sakit hidung and tekak...
McD guy 1: Nasib baik tak teruk sangat...
McD guy 2: Thank you...
Me: Thank you.

Maybe I was such a weird customer who didn't want this, that, all that jazz. I feel a bit better now.

And guess what? I left my fix of drugs [MY VICKS INHALER] in McDonalds'! Argh...the stupidity. How am I going to breathe without it? I'm completely paralysed without it. So annoyed. Now must go and buy a new one! Sigh...

My parents have given me a solution on my phone. Buy a new one using my own pocket money. But I'm using my pocket money to buy the book! Waiting for extra income from my brother...then only I have enough money to buy both! Sigh...

Anyone willing to buy me the book?

Big game tonight. Barca vs. CHELSEA! Must watch it! Hopefully, my husband will score. Let's do a repeat of last year's tie! LET'S GO CHELSEA!!!!!!!! Planning to multi-task tonight. Study Psychology and Malaysian Studies and watch the match! Hehe...Going now...!

*Bluesy* out!

It's the time for...PICTURES!

Due to the fact I'm so sick [physically and emotionally], I don't intend to say much about what happened today. So, I'm going to upload some pics from last Monday. Credit goes to Materlline for them.


~Dig in! The appetizer...Pizza from Domino's. 1-300-888-333! Greedy goblins!~


~Food...glorious food. I need to get a haircut. Even my mum says so! Ooh...look at the those skinny, long arms of mine! Assets...~


~Happy Birthday Materlline...From all of us! Chocolate Indulgence from Secret Recipe...~


~GOD! WHAT WAS I DOING THERE??? LOOKING LIKE THAT??? I think I was laughing because of Jo...he seemed to be in every picture with Materlline! Argh...Ugly!~


~I wish that...! You wouldn't believe that she's 19. My mum thought she was crying in this pic. Don't know what she's wishing for...~


~Blow the candles!~


~Cutting ceremony~


*Frank Lampard's wife...she's too stuck up to look at the god-damn camera! Not paying attention here...Didn't know the camera was ready when I wasn't...*


~Ooh...I love this pic! Because I look so fair here. I know she's fairer! Finally, Jonathan took a pic of me with my eyes open AND smiling! It's a miracle! Hehe...~


~I didn't know she was going to take a pic! I thought she was taking Chithaa's pic and not mine. This is not an annoying pose! My fingers look somewhat deformed here...~


~Now we know why you can't play carrom...Hehehe! You said so yourself!~


~I can't pout like the person beside me...but I can SMILE! Like the Cheshire Cat! Chithaa and me~


~Somehow...this pic is about 'muhibbah-ness'. We look sweet [not to mention, scary!], don't we? Better say yes, or suffer the consequences! Roya, Materlline and me~


GOOD NEWS NO. 1: PN. CHAN [MY EX-PHYSICS TEACHER] REMEMBERS ME! Instead of me saying 'Hello' to her, she said it to me first!!! She remembers me! Of course, if you had an annoying, neurotic, immature, cheeky and naughty student like me for almost 3 years, I don't think you'd forget me.

GOOD NEWS NO. 2: CHELSEA BEAT COLCHESTER 3-1! Yay, it took us a goal from Paulo Ferreira and a brace from substitute Joe Cole to win the match, after Ricardo Carvalho scored an own goal! Big match this Thursday morning. Dubbed the final of the Champions League! Barca versus Chelsea. Round 1. Must watch! My husband playing...must give him full support! Hehehe...

I hate Mrs. Chua. Don't ask why...

My front neighbour is a bit insane. She's still singing Chinese New Year songs even though it's over! My mum said she wanted to play the Hari Raya songs! She sings out of tune...and it's so god-damn loud. Figures why I'm easily annoyed.

Lee Ryan told me to jump and take the leap of faith.

Should I jump off a bridge then???

*Bluesy* out!

I'm going to die...

I'm possibly having a flu, which would lead to a sore throat, and eventually causes a fever! In short, I'm going to fall sick [touch wood!] right before my exams! Why can't I fall sick right after the exams? I need by brains for my exams...what's more I've got tons of assignments to hand in! I'm melting...help!

I want to go to IKEA soon. Want to buy some stuff. Especially that film reel photo frame! That is cool! And yes, need to buy a tablecloth for the side table.

Breaking news of the day: MY DAD HAS OFFICIALLY DECIDED TO BUY A NEW HONDA CITY V-TEC! Oh, that car is the epitome of extremely god-damn ugliness! Excuse me while I go dig a hole somewhere and bury myself in it. Please come to my funeral, and play Lee Ryan's *Daydreamer* for me, will you? And call the entire Chelsea FC squad to attend my funeral...especially my husband.

I hate the car. Above all else, I hate the car. I hate car. Need I say more?

To my ex-husband named Jeevan, I told you Liverpool will beat ManUre! Whee!!! 1-0. Thanks to Peter Crouch [Mar is so happy, I can see her grinning from ear to ear in front of her PC!]. Let's hope Chelsea will beat Colchester tomorrow...and my husband is the captain for tomorrow's match [Due to the fact John Terry is suspended for one match. Oh look, Mar is frowning now!]. Let's hope it's not some repeat of the the match between Middlesborough. And God, if you're listening to my rants right now, I pray that if we win tomorrow, I pray that our opponents in the next match is not Liverpool. So bored of seeing this people already.

I'm melting...

*Bluesy* out!

Try me...

My mother made me so angry in the morning! Just because my dad scolded her, she took it out on me. I just came out of the bathroom and wanted to dress up for class. So I locked my door, privacy reasons of course. And she wanted to come in to hang the clothes on the balcony [my room is the one with the balcony]. Since I locked it and she couldn't get in, she got mad at me. I was taking my clothes there, for crying out loud! Don't be so self-centred. And she tells me: *Next time don't lock your door when you dress up!*

WTF? Might as well leave the door open for her right? Makes her life SO much easier anyway! So self-centred. Argh...

Apparently, my father doesn't trust me. On Wednesday, when I refused to go out for lunch with them, he told my mum that I planned to go out with my friends! So he and my mum went to MidValley to justify that suspicion he had! What did I do on Wednesday? Oh yeah, I played carrom! And saw Chelsea humiliated by Boro! Why would I go out there to buy expensive stuff, when I can get cheaper stuff in the vicinity of Pusat Bandar Damansara? A bit stupid, right? And today, he made my mum wait for me after my class finished, just because he had a doctor's appointment. Usually he tells me to wait till he gets there, why the sudden change? I don't even dare take a bus from my house to SMKCS because I know zilch about which bus to take! What makes you think I will take a bus and run off to some place? You expect me to be all grown up, but don't give me the due space I deserve! WTF is that all about? Argh...I'm so pissed.

Not really in a good mood to write anything nice. Might just go on a head-chomping session. Sigh...can you cure me?

James Blunt rocks!

-I can't help it if you're upset, you're wasting your life away, move on...-

-I guess I gotta move on...move on-

*Bluesy* out!

Stupid Liverpool fan...

This post is specially dedicated to my crazy and stupid Liverpool fan, Delila Lee Tsuen Yee, who celebrates the joy of being 19 today.

Was watching the black and white version of Lee Ryan's *Turn Your Car Around* video. And Della, Lysa and I were talking about something very stupid [well, it was funny in the morning, but now it's a bit stupid].

***
Me: You see that Turn Your Car Around video already ah?
Lysa: Ya! The horse is so beautiful!
Della: The horse is playing hard to get, you know? Like some Chelsea fan I know...
Me: 'Sparstic' [there's nothing wrong with the spelling] little donkey! I'm not playing hard to get all...
Lysa: Ya-lah Della! Where got? She very sweet like Pepsi...in fact, she is Pepsi squared!
Me: Stupid!
Della: Eh Yan, how the tyre can puncture in the middle of a desert?
Lysa: Got cactus thorns there, I think.
Me: Where got such thing? How is it possible to get a flat tyre in the middle of a desert?
Della: I think ah, he went over a rattlesnake and the snake punctured the tyre.
Me: Got no logic to your reason okay?
Della: Shut up! Got!
Lysa: Then if he got down from the car and went to kick the tyre, wouldn't the snake bite him?
Me: Hey, you deutz! The tyre sure run over the snake and it will die. I told you got no logic to your reasoning. So how can the snake puncture the tyre?
Della: It used the tail to puncture the tyre, the tail got the venom.
Lysa: Eh, no-lah! The venom in the mouth right? Tail shakes only what? So if the tyre puncture also, it had to bite the tyre right?
Me: Exactly. The one with the venom at the tail is the scorpion what?
Della: Oh yeah...so that means the scorpion did it. It used the tail to puncture the tyre.
Me: Della, don't be a sparstic case okay? Even if it did it, surely the thing die right?
Lysa: Then how the tyre puncture in the middle of a desert?
Me: Don't know lah...
Della: I know! Someone throw nails there!
Me: Tell me, which smarty-pants would throw nails in the middle of the desert, Ms. Della?
Della: People can throw rubbish there what?
Lysa: Polluting the environment...
Me: Let's just stick to the cactus thorns theory, shall we? After all, it's in the desert anyway.
Della: NO!!!!!
Me and Lysa: DELILA LEE TSUEN YEE!!!!! MOVE ON!!!!!

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU SPARSTIC LITTLE DONKEY! Scorpions and rattlesnakes and nails it seems! You're 19! Act like it!

Mar is mad at me because I keep telling her I'm getting fatter by the days. She saw my recent pics here and told me: *Yan, so bloody skinny! Not fat at all! Stupid skinny little bitch...Boo!!!*

Even Sree thinks I'm paranoid about it!

I noticed something weird. I have long, small, and skinny arms. I'm not kidding.

I sent a message to my ex on Monday. He didn't reply. I realised he read it today. He checked his Friendster today...I think he gets my point [finally...like, after 3000000 years!]. Yay...what an achievement! So glad...in my life, I've had regrets. You were one of them. I've moved on...so should you. Don't try to win a fight you know you will lose. I've won the battle and the war. I'm a champ.

I feel like eating something coated with lime. Wait, I had a vanilla and lime ice cream in the afternoon!

I know what I need. I need After Eight chocolate mints!

My brother loves me...he gave me RM 150 just now. Now, I have enough money to buy the Chelsea Centenary book! Yay! And Priya sent me 2 clips about Chelsea...one I heard on Hitz.fm, the other one I heard halfway on the link Neil gave me...it's the same thing anyway. So funny, my mother thought I went cuckoo for a moment! =P

Have to study...So lazy. Mid-term is next week. Going to die...

*Bluesy* out!

Can Frank Lampard play carrom?

The answer is: YES. The missus, that is. During my 3 and a 1/2 hour break, I watched the first half of the Chelsea-Middlesborough tie [yes, the repeat!]. And they laughed at me, saying that I should enjoy the match and sit in front of the TV instead of sitting at the far corner at the back. And when Middlesborough scored their second goal, we clapped our hands. Haha...a bit spastic I know. But...it's me. I do all this crazy things. I'm not unloyal to my team or my husband! So enough of the stupid accusations!

And I played carrom again! Whee! I am a bit neurotic and insane, so please proceed with caution.

It's my other best friend's birthday tomorrow. It's Delila Lee Tsuen Yee's 19th birthday tomorrow! Della, come back soon okay? Oh baby, I miss you I do...that sounded really gay.

Wanted to upload some random pics.


-Me, Jo Weng, Sylvien, Materlline, Chithaa, Adrian and Ben. Note the spastic-looking pose I tried to put on. My dad's right. I used to be so photogenic when I was younger...-


-The blurness makes this pic so awesome! Jon, Chithaa, Materlline, Adrian, Priya, Roya, Sylvien, Jo Weng and me! Move on...-

I'm scared of ending up dying of suicide. I heard that a friend of my friend committed suicide. It's so scary when you hear of such things. Sure, it sounds like it's the relatively easiest way out of your worries and woes, but it's a cowardly act. I may have sounded like a suicidal bitch at times, but I know that committing suicide is not allowed in my religion, and it's one of the deadliest sins one can commit that can send you to hell ASAP. Every problem has its own solution. It's our job to work the best solution out. No matter how long it takes, you will eventually find the solution to your woes. Trust me, I've been there before. I hope that if anyone of my friends or family members might feel suicidal and think I can't help them out, I can.

~Lights will guide you home,
And ignite your bones,
And I will try...to fix you~

I will try to fix you. I promise.

*Bluesy* out!

I LOVE YOU...

I have no one to shower all my love to. I'm not sad...in fact I'm glad I don't have to go through this ordeal of having a boyfriend. I'm not ready for commitment. I haven't learnt to love myself yet, how do expect me to love someone else? I'm afraid of saying the words I LOVE YOU to someone only to find that I will never end up with them eventually. I'm not ready. I'm too young for love, I don't think I am ready to commit myself to a relationship. I only celebrate Valentine's [though it's not allowed in my religion] with my friends and family. No special certain significant someone in my life. Being boyfriendless doesn't make me any less human than I already am.

Maybe when I'm ready to fall in love again, maybe that's when I'll say I'm happy being in love. That is, if I find the right one.

Even if I do, he has to get my friends' stamp of approval. I can't bear to lose a great friend for a guy again! Thank God, now things between us is patched up. Time heals all wound.

I learnt an important thing this week. I learnt how to really forgive someone and mean it. Okay, a few times when people apologise to me, I don't really forgive them when I say I do. It's because they don't deserve it. Like the time when someone stole my jewelleries only to say her friend was generous enough to give them to her. I know my stuff better than anyone else in the world. So, obviously you can't cheat and lie to me about my stuff. And another time, this same someone lost one of my hardly-used shirt and told it in my face very calmly, sans the guilt-ridden facial expressions. Whatever it is, I know how to genuinely forgive someone now. I know who deserves my forgiveness and who doesn't. I've changed.

No worries...

Anyway, this a very nice song from Lee Ryan, it's called *Guardian Angel*. Enjoy!

***
In your eyes I see you've been broken
And you shadow it hides from the sun
As a picture with words left unspoken
Are you wondering who you are

Do you ever think there's someone out
There looking over you
Watching everything you do
Looking after you

Would you believe that I could be your guardian angel
Do you believe that this is true
If you say yes I'll fall and I will be able
To look at anyone so true I love you

Your thoughts get lost in the ocean
And your prides as strong as the sea
Your heart is blocked by a raincloud
Only thunder and rain can be seen

Do you ever think there's someone out
There looking over you
Watching everything you do
Looking after you

Would you believe that I could be your guardian angel
Do you believe that this is true
If you say yes I'll fall and I will be able
To look at anyone so true I love you

Say the words and I will be there
Hold my hand cause I am scared
You believe the world can be strange
Please take away my pain

Would you believe that I could be your guardian angel
Do you believe that this is true
If you say yes I'll fall and I will be able
To look at anyone so true I love you, you, you, you
Do you believe that this is true
If you say yes I'll fall and I will be able
To look at anyone so true I love you

***

Sometimes I wished I had a guardian angel...to give me guidance to the right path. Sigh...I'll never know when I will ever say those 3 deadly words: I LOVE YOU. When I do, you guys will be the first to know.

I want to add some pictures. From yesterday's surprise birthday party for Materlline.

-Ben, Priya, Adrian, Sylvien, me, Chithaa, Jo Weng, Jon and the birthday girl, Materlline!-

-A bit of an annoying poser, isn't she? Hehe...need to cut my hair!-

-Don't know what happened here...all I know is that Jo Weng was cutting the cake and Materlline was giving him the plates. Not too sure what I was doing there anyway!-

-Jon, Chithaa, Materlline, Adrian, Priya, Sylvien, Jo, and me. Pic was a bit dark since it was raining and all. We are professional cam-whores, aren't we? If you look hard enough you can see the blue version of Frank Lampard's watch [his is red]! See carefully, if not see the earlier pics!-

Credit goes to Roya for all the pics.

A bit too annoyed to talk at the moment. Will try to get more pics. If I can, that is. Tomorrow's class is at 11 AM! Yay, more time to sleep!

*Bluesy* out!

She told me...

A bit of a pain, aren't you? You know who you are. I HATE YOU. For not being my friend anymore. I'm a bit annoyed with the way things are turning out between us, but if you don't want to be my friend anymore and are seriously sick and tired of seeing my face, so be it. From now on, we're no longer friends. You made me do this. I hate you for that. No more friends.

I'm glad I got that off my chest. Anyway, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! To all readers of this blog.

Did nothing exceptional today. I'm not so excited about today. I'm treating myself to some nice chocolates.

My father is a bit weird.

Me: They should open a McDonalds' outlet in our area.
Dad: Your place got Pizza Hut right?
Me: Ya...why?
Dad: No-lah, you can go there to eat for lunch. Because you're always grumbling you got nothing to eat during lunch.
Me: I only said that my lunch always costs RM 10. I didn't say got nothing to eat.
Dad: How about one day, say Tuesday or Wednesday, we come and pick you up and go for lunch together?
Me: Thank you, bye bye. No need-lah! I can survive...

Sigh...my mum's no better.
Me: Today we watched My Big Fat Greek Wedding.
Mum: I saw already.
Me: Where you saw?
Mum: It was on TV!
Me: Where got? How come I didn't see it?
Mum: Got-lah! Got the guy's in laws are some mafia crew.
Me: Wrong movie-lah! That's *Mickey Blue Eyes*!

They're my parents and I love them.

See the jersey? Damn cool! Me and my mum at Victoria's Station in Medan Damansara [near HELP!]. We look so blue, don't we?


My dad is not very photogenic, so forgive him okay? That macha there is my brother. He qualifies as a macha, alright? Hey, tomorrow morning Arsenal and Liverpool are playing. These 2 heroes are fans of Arsenal and Liverpool respectively. Kill...

So very the Blues fan! True Blue...

My two best friends...Kylie and Su Tze. They keep me rooted to the ground. Thanks for the advices and guidance, girls.

Roya, me, Kylie, and Su Tze. I know I'm the darkest one there. So don't make fun of me!

See the last thing I wrote on the whiteboard...LOL!

*Bluesy* out!

~Move On [2006]~

In my life I've had regrets
But I've moved on, moved on
I can't help it if, if you're upset,
You're just wasting your life away
Move on...
-Blue, Move On-

I have a million regrets in my life...you were one of them. I have moved on. So should you.

Leave me alone! When will this little message penetrate into that thick skull of yours? I don't care if it's Valentine's Day tomorrow and you're lonely without me, and I'm not there to celebrate it with you, I just don't give a damn! Argh...my mood is so f**ked up now.

I was late for class, I had 4 hours of sleep before that. My website presentation was okay. I saw a cockroach today in college, I ran around the whole corridor because of it. Damn embarrassed! During lunch break, we went over to Adrian's place for Materlline's surprise birthday party. Had Domino's pizzas for lunch and the cake was from Secret Recipe [Chocolate Indulgence or something like that...I know there's an Indulgence at the end of it!]. Took some pics, but I forgot to charge my Nikon batteries [which means I didn't bring my digital camera], so I can't upload any at the moment. Wait and see.

I'm feeling a little fat at the moment. I love my mother's mutton rendang! I'm craving for McDonalds' Chocolate Milkshake, chocolate chip mint ice cream, and Nestle's Low-Fat Blueberry Yoghurt. Oh, and of course, After Eight chocolates mints!

I don't know what I'm ranting about right now. Brain's a bit jumbled up at the moment. So proceed with caution.

*Bluesy* out!

Mail me straight to hell...

I'm so sad, to the extent of feeling suicidal [slightly]. Being a very professional multi-tasker [my dad is NOT a multi-tasker, me and my mum are!] I decided to do my Tiger website and catch the Middlesborough-Chelsea game on Yahoo!'s MatchCast.

By half-time, we were 2-0 down...then we were humbled by them 3-0. I was so depressed, I kept saying: *I'm boiling inside, don't irritate me!* to Jay. To make matters worse, Liverpool and ManUre won. I went to sleep at 2 a.m. thinking: *Middlesborough didn't beat Chelsea. Did they? NO. They played some other team, but not Chelsea!*. I was in a state of denial [apparently one of my best ego-defense mechanisms I learnt in Psychology class]. And this morning, I woke up at 8 a.m. and I refused to get out of bed because I didn't want to read the newspapers because I was afraid. I was trying so hard to convince myself that it was all a dream. We didn't lose.

I mean if the loss was like 3-2, or even if we drew 3-3, it wouldn't hurt so much because at least I know we fought back. But losing 3-0? That's like, seeing a tiger play with its food. So tame...I feel so sad we lost that way. And echoing the words of my *cyberspace twin* Aimee: I'm mailing myself to hell!

My parents were making fun of me because they lost. I don't know what will happen tomorrow. Die...*bangs head on the wall and mails self to heaven instantly*!

And on Friday, TV3 showed Notting Hill. How can I miss this movie? I love it to bits!! So I watched it while doing my website. Boy, was I disappointed. They cut half of the movie [just exaggerating, but to me it was like that!] and to make it even worse, all the best parts were the one that weren't shown! I could've very well watched it from my VCD. They even cut the park scene! WTF? That is THE scene of the movie! How can you delete it? Stupid TV3! I watched it because I love Hugh Grant! I can never get bored of him or Notting Hill! Boycott TV3!

Went for lunch in Rebung. Food was okay, for some unexplainable reason, flies went in my mum's drink. The first time was when we went out to take the food. The second time was when my mum and I went to pay. Damn jinxed! Met that chubby chef, Chef Ismail at that restaurant. He owns it. Hehe...managed to greet him.

Speaking of jinx, I think the fact that Ivory Coast lost to Egypt contributed to the loss. Drogba jinxed us. He put a spell on us. Damn!

Did we really lose to Middlesborough? Did they score 3 goals against us?

It's the worst defeat yet. Losing 1-0 to Real Betis, Manchester United, Liverpool and Manchester City; and 2-1 to Barcelona; and 3-2 to Bayern Munich didn't hurt so much. Argh..damn!

Oh...it's Materlline's Yap Ching Hooi's birthday today! She's 19 today! Happy Birthday! One of the eldest in our gang. I think I'm the youngest, but I don't think I look one. When I went to MidValley the other day, the guy in MPH called me Madam! Do I look THAT old to you? A bit insulted. Boo-hoo...

Tomorrow's going to be miserable...trust me, I know it is. I can feel it in my bones.

*Bluesy* out!

Pump it!

Hearing Black Eyed Peas' *Pump It* makes me feel like playing a godd game of football. But I can't. You see, I have my ITP Dreamweaver project to do. It's due on Monday. Still have a few more to do! Argh...die! I want to complete it all by today, so that I can go out with my mum for my aunt's lunch treat in Rebung in Bangsar tomorrow!

My parents are weird.

Dad: What time is your class on Saturday?
Me: 9:15-10:45 a.m.
Mum: Tomorrow while wating for her can go buy provision at Giant.
Dad: Cannot. Not enough time!
Mum: I only want to buy milk.
Dad: Oh ya, tomorrow only 1 an a 1/2 hours right.

It's milk! How long does it take for you to buy milk anyway? 90 minutes not enough, is it? Crazy people.

I got cheated again yesterday! WTF? The second time this week! Stupid restaurant near WN Stationery Shop! Never going to eat there again! I'm going to starve myself for lunch from now on.

I'm just craving for some garlic bread! The Rotiman Bakery near HELP sells nice garlic breads! I want garlic bread!!!

I want to play football! But first, my tigers MUST come first. Rebung awaits me tomorrow. Free food, who wouldn't want to go? Playing Middlesborough tonight. Must win. JM said we only need 8 wins to seal the Premiership title. Hope it's true. Go Chelsea! Go Frankie!

*Bluesy* out!

HAPPY!

We beat Everton 4-1! Goals scored by Arjen Robben, Frank Lampard, Hernan Crespo, and John Terry! Yay...=)

Enjoy the pics...

*Flying kiss for you...*-Arjen Robben-


*My wife taught me how to take penalties...*-Frank Lampard-


*I have my wife to thank this goal for...she made me a skilled penalty taker! She's so smart...* -Frankie again...I can put as many pics of him as I like because he's mine! Besides, I can put whatever captions I like! Because it's my blog so I'll do as I please!-


*Whee...Crespo scored!* -Why is Frankie hugging Glen Johnson? I don't like it!-


*Oh...John Terry! You made Eliza and my 15 years very, very, very happy people...* -John Terry, after scoring-

I have to save money in order to buy the book! It's like RM 123.50! My mum is not keen on me buying it...but I want it! It's mine! I want that book!

Anyone willing to buy that book for me for Valentine's? I will love you for the rest of my life if you buy it for me...Love. Erm, if you're a girl, then I will love you as a friend. LOL...

Oh...I heard Triple 8's *Give Me A Reason* in McD's today! So happy! See, it's the little things in life that keep you going!

Have to buzz now...got tons of homework to do...I will die because of stress!

P/S: Dear Ex-Husband, you are not going to come on my bed on Valentine's Day. You lost the bet...you now owe me a drink and a gift. He made a bet with me that if Chelsea loses to Everton, I have to take him on my bed for Valentine's Day! Stupid, you know! You crazy deutz! Haha, I miss calling you that, boy!

*Bluesy* out

Never expected this...

Two remarkably bizarre things happened today.

One, I called my ex and told him off...though it didn't go as how dramatic as I planned it to be [you know, like crying and begging and all that jazz, I'm a drama queen, sue me!]. Short and sweet. Glad that's over and done with.

Two, my ex-best friend is now my friend again. I really miss you. I do. I really want to put behind what happened between us, and I hope you forgive me for what I've done to you before. I didn't plan for us to be this way...will you be my friend once more, like the way we were before? The greatest gift of all is the gift of forgiveness. Will you forgive me for all my sins towards you?

I lost her because of you. I leave you and I get her back. Fair deal.

I'm hooked on carrom again! I used to go berserk over it when I was 9! I saw Lee Ryan's Turn Your Car Around video again today! So happy! But that was the coloured version, I have yet to see the black and white version. Must go download it! I told Sylvien *I WISH I WAS THE HORSE HE WAS PULLING. I WISH I WAS THAT HORSE!*. Haha...neuroticness.

I'm a bit crazy. I really thank Kylie for buying me a lolly from MidValley. She forgot that she was supposed to wait for me after my Psych class [her class finishes at 11 a.m. while mine starts at 11 officially on Wednesdays!], and went straight on. But at least she was thoughtful enough to buy me a lolly. Thanks a lot!

We're playing Everton in the 4th round replay of the FA CUP tomorrow morning at 4 a.m.! Hope my Frankie will kill Everton again!

*Bluesy* out!

Take it away...

I'm so crossed at some people. My pet sister asked me to answer this very honestly. Why are we [meaning my ex and I] are fighting? Huh? WTF? I asked her whether he asked her to ask me on his behalf. And she said no. I told her that I'm wasn't ready to be in a relationship like that. I wasn't ready. I was still very much afraid of that relationship. I had strained some of my relationships with people. I lost myself.

And then she tells me that I should talk to him, because apparently, he still loves me. And then, she asked me whether I still loved him and I said no. And she insisted that I talk to him, and that he won't force me to go back into that relationship. She said the same thing. This has got to end somehow! I can't go on like this. Stop ruining my life! F**king b*****d.

I was studying English when my handphone vibrated. And DiGi sent me some SMS about ordering flowers from some florist thru SMS. That's when I realised, Valentine's Day is in a week's time and my ex is feeling lonely. So he decides to irritate me even further this whole week. Because of Valentine's Day. F**k you. I have more than enough problem that will last me the whole week, so don't add more problems for me, okay? I don't need any additional stress. Especially not from you. I DON'T NEED IT. You fool.

Why can't you just leave me alone? I don't want sink into depression again because of you. i can't afford it. I might just break and crumble like a cookie. That's how fragile I've become. To the extent of losing people I've grown very close to.

Anyway, I think I've gained back my carrom-playing skills. And I want to buy some blue tablecloths. And I saw Lee Ryan's *Turn Your Car Around* video! So happy!!! Worst part of today was that the Watson's near my college stole my money! I bought my face wash, thinking it was RM 9.80 because it was a value buy item [saving money]. Then when I went to the counter, the lady said it was RM 12.90! I asked her: *RM 12.90?* and she said yes, and I bet you she was unsure of herself. She went to the face wash shelf and checked, she even checked the Watson's catalog book for bargain buys [well, it has a proper name, but I don't know what it's called, but my definition means it's something like that!]. And I paid her the money because she said it was RM 12.90. Being a bit intelligent than usual, I decided to walk past that shelf to see for myself whether my eyes were playing tricks with me. And I saw the price tag was removed! WTF? I am a consumer, I demand my rights! That bitch cheated me and my money! RM 3.90!!!! I could've bought some sweets for myself! Bitch! I'm never stepping into Watson's again...

I want to upload some pics from yesterday.

*Who's better? Me or you?* -Me Frankie and stupid Gerrard-


*Ooh la la...I love this pic!* Best buds stick together, right Mar? You better say yes!


*We're the best! You better believe it* -Frank Lampard and John Terry-


*Yer...Frankie looks so fierce here! Scary! Look like Dracula* -Apparently, that's what Mar's sister, Eliza told me. She likes John Terry when he takes his jersey off because according to her, he has got six-pack abs that sends her to heaven a happy child. She's five, by the way. How young minds have been corrupted by people like Mar. Sigh...

Anyway, got things to do now. Toodles.

*Bluesy* out!

Life Got Cold part 2

I'm a little unhappy right now. My ex is still not leaving me alone. What am I going to do? One of these days I might just fall down and die [And leave the ugly penguin to have my darling all for herself? NO WAY!]! He keeps asking about me through my friends, sending me crappy e-mails, and stalker-like messages. This is the *balasan* you get for stalking Frank Lampard. Sigh...to ex-husband, you know what to do. Haha...you idiot. I told you we'll beat Liverpool!

Yes, we beat Liverpool 2-0! Goals from Gallas and Crespo. Jose Reina got a red card because he slapped Robben. I didn't see the match, so I won't comment. But taking three valuable points at home makes you happy, no? A win is still a win, by any other name. =P...

My ex-husband owes me a drink. Yes, you do! I love you... =P

Let's upload some nice pics, shall we?

I just liked this pic. No reason.

Argh...Blogger refuses to upload pictures of my Frankie! Maybe because Steven Gerrard's in it! So troublesome. Will upload tomorrow or so.

I think I made my friend angry, because this particular friend of mine used to talk to me, but the situation has changed. My friend isn't talking to me. Are you mad at me? If you are, tell me why. I can't bear to lose a friend like you. You make me laugh at stupid things. I miss those days. Now, you seem so distant from me. It hurts to see us this way without knowing what triggered the distance. Let me know, ok?

I'm starting to sound depressed right? Don't worry I'm not. I just feel a bit sad, but not depressed.

~BLUE IS THE COLOUR, FOOTBALL IS THE GAME, WE'RE ALL TOGETHER, AND WINNING IS OUR AIM, SO CHEER US ON THRU THE SUN AND RAIN, 'CAUSE CHELSEA, CHELSEA IS OUR NAME~

So happy!

Ex-husband, don't forget my drink!!!!!!!!

*Bluesy* out!

My parents are weird...

My parents are a bit different. They say incredibly weird things everyday. Like today...

Me: Sol Campbell is depressed.

Mum: Ya-lah, got girlfriend but dump him.

Dad: Needs a psychologist. Send Rowena-lah!

Mum: Hmmph...ask to send her when Rooney wanted a psychologist, she don't want to go. Now Sol Campbell depressed she want to go. I know-la, you want him to take you as his girlfriend!

Me: Don't talk rubbish-lah! I don't want him...so old! 31!

Dad: My friend's daughter, that Farinnie who married that self-proclaimed billionaire, that Najem guy, is 19. That girl who married that Fairuz Fauzy guy is also 19.

Me: Stupid Caroline Celico married Kaka...she's 18. That's not the point. I don't like him, he's not rich [I'm not money minded].

Mum: Sol, take me, take me! I think ah, these girls all get married to old man so that if they die, they get the money.

Me: I go London right, then can go to Stamford Bridge instead of Highbury. Then can see Frankie!

Dad: You think what? Arsene Wenger got no money to buy players, want to pay for the air fare for you?

Mum: Go-lah, see Sol Campbell. He's depressed.

Nonsense, I tell you. They just love talking nonsense. And mother says I'm crazy.

Apparently Steven Gerrard earns more than my Frankie. How can that be? Stupid Gerrard...go Frankie, kill the Scousers! Haha...

What I wear for class tomorrow depends on who wins today's match. If we win and he scores, I'll wear his jersey. If we draw, see first. If we lose, I will wear green. Or something that isn't blue. But definitely not red!

Just finished two of my Psychology journals. One more to go...still thinking whether I should use him as my transcending personality or not. Not obsessed ok? Just inspired.

I hope we beat Liverpool! Let's go, Chelsea! Mar, if they don't win, we slap Jeevan again okay?

*Bluesy* out!

I'm gonna slap Alex Ferguson!

Excuse me for acting so neurotic. But read this, then see what I mean when I want to slap that stupid old man!

Ferguson praying for Liverpool at Stamford Bridge
Saturday, Feb 04, 2006

Despite falling 15 points behind Chelsea after the midweek games, it appears Man United boss Sir Alex Ferguson has yet to abandon all hope in this year's title race.

His side takes on Fulham at home on Saturday and in his pre-match press conference, Ferguson found himself in the unusual situation of willing on Liverpool.

"Football can surprise you at times. Hopefully we'll see a surprise on Sunday when Liverpool travel to Chelsea," he said according to Man U's official website.

"If Chelsea were to lose you'd hope it would have an impact. I've seen it happen; it's happened to us. If it can happen to a great club like United, it can happen to a lesser great club than Chelsea! So you never know."

by Paul Mason.


WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THAT OLD MAN??? *Lesser great club than Chelsea?* Rubbish! Abso-bloody-lutely rubbish! I'll slap that man, I tell you. Come, Mar. We slap Jeevan first, then slap that old man! Stupid old man...give up the fight already! Excuse the language.

My daddy loves me. He wants to install ASTRO after my 2nd semester finals [if I do well again!]. Then he said he'd buy me the Chelsea's centenary book. He said he saw it in MPH yesterday and thought I saw it but ignored it [how can I ignore them?]. Truth is, I was looking all over for it! All I saw were some stupid books on Liverpool, Arsenal, Wayne Rooney, and Alex Ferguson! He didn't tell me! But he said he'd buy it for me, if I give him the money! I want! I want! I want! I think he really means it when he said he wanted to buy the book for me. I love my papa!

And he fixed the whiteboard in my room already! Yay! Some more I love him! I'm the apple of my father's eyes, deal with it!

And yesterday, I sat in between my parents during the movie. At one point...

Mum: I think this woman is the man's mother.
Me: Just watch the movie quietly-lah...

30 minutes later...
Dad: I think this woman is the man's mother.
Me: I don't know. Let's watch quietly, okay?

Only to find that the woman is the man's mother-in-law. Haha...

And today while watching the final episode of my Japanese TV serial LAST CHRISTMAS, my mum was contemplating the girl's fate.
*Eh, she die already*
*She didn't die!*
*Died!*
*Not yet die!*
*Die already!*
*Not yet die!*
*Died!*
*Eh, she still alive! Yay!*

And they say I make a lot of noise when I watch TV! They're worse!

My neighbour invited me and my brother to his kids' barbeque party with their friends tonight. instead of opting to eat more food to fatten me up, I decided to sit here and blog. I know most of the people there, mostly they are my juniors from SMKCS. It'll be so awkward to go there and talk to them. So here I am, blogging for the second time today. Shows how much I love my PC and my blog.

Haven't done my Psychology work yet. Planning to get going now.

Besides, if I want to get my ASTRO fixed, I MUST do well, in all aspects of the subjects I'm taking [attendance, participation, research work, journal writing, and the likes], study hard for my exams [Anyone believes in studying hard? I'm not a firm believer, though. I just study, but not hard. Just...SMART!], and score in both my mid-term and final exams. And then, FRANK LAMPARD [and Chelsea FC of course!] will get my undying , unconditional, and undivided love, attention and devotion! Yay...ASTRO HERE I COME!

Toodles.

What I saw that made my day...

I was reading match in MPH MIDVALLEY and there was a five page scrapbook of Frank Lampard [5 pages of him can make your day if you are his fan!] and I saw one picture that made me go crazier than usual. There was this pic of him holding two awards from MATCH. I saw his arms, OMG so muscular! Then I saw his watch. It was red. And and that instant, I checked my watch. It was blue and it was the same one as his! MY WATCH IS THE BLUE VERSION OF HIS WATCH! *Whee*!

That sounded really stalker-talk. So, forgive me for my high level of neuroticness. I'm still smiling. And in yesterday's papers, he LOOKED like GOD. Doesn't he always? I kept showing my mum his pic in the papers everywhere we went. She said I'm crazy. I told her about the watch and she just shot me this *ARE YOU COMPLETELY OUT OF YOUR MIND???* look. Bwahaha...I love him so very much.

Had to go to some banks. At Citibank, the guard told us to go to the next floor instead of asking us "HOW CAN I BE OF ANY ASSISTANCE?". Apparently, we look cheap and not-so-high-class like some of their rich customers to even go into their bank. Most of you would know my dad's temper, shouted back at the guard. Figures where I get my temper from. Then, I told him I wanted to buy some books. And he said we should go to MidValley [we were so near to KLCC, we could've just gone there anyway!]. So then I suggested that we watch a movie.

So I asked him: *You want to watch that Mr. Bean's new movie ah?*
To which he answered: *Can*.

So we parked our car at the KTM station and took the train to MidValley. Reached there at around 5:15 p.m. and we wanted to buy the 5:30 p.m. tickets for KEEPING MUM but they only had two tickets left for that show so we boought the 7:30 p.m. tickets. So with two hours to kill, we went to MPH to buy some books, and the people took quite some time to check out the books, so I spent 15 good minutes to ogle at Frankie's face. Bought a key-chain for myself. And then went to Lovely Lace to get some scented oils for my potpourri bowl. Bought my two favourite scents, TEDDY'S DREAM and ENGLISH ROSE. And then I bought a blue pouch for my handphone. The screen is getting fuzzy, no thanks to the plastic cover my mother insisted me to put so that it won't get scratched! I just changed the cover a month ago, and now it's all fuzzy again! Rubbish! Need to buy a new one again, I guess.

Anyway, the movie was fun! Go watch KEEPING MUM. But one thing's for sure: I didn't know the movie was rated 18PL [What the hell? I'm 18 already, but I still think I'm under-aged! Crazy!]. I think I have a bad habit. I curse like a Brit. That's not bad, right?

And yesterday, we saw Nanu Baharuddin at Citibank. It's not like I care anyway.

I'm pretty scared of the match between Liverpool and Chelsea tomorrow. I hope they win and he scores. I'll wear that watch. Haha...obsessed! I think I need to do something to my room. The walls still look a bit bare. I miss my whiteboard. I want it in my room.

I know what I need. I need a new blue tablecloth in my room! I think so.

*Bluesy* out!

Rubbish...absolute rubbish!

We drew 1-1 again. This time around, to Aston Villa. Thank you, Arjen Robben for scoring for this sick little Chelsea fan.

BUT THE BEST PARTS OF THE DRAW ARE:
1. Liverpool drew 1-1 with Birmingham! Xabi scored an own goal!
2. Arsenal lost 2-3 to West Ham United!
3. MU LOST TO BLACKBURN 3-4! Yay! And Rio Ferdinand earned himself a red card!

Oh well, we're meeting Liverpool this weekend. Hope it's not going to be a scoreless draw, a 1-1 draw, or a win for Liverpool. I might beat someone up if any of those possibilities happen. Hope we trounce them 4-1 like before! Where's Drogba when you need him?

And this man has been voted as England Player of the Year for 2005, right in front of Steven Gerrard and Wayne Rooney! I'm so happy and proud for him! Want to know who he is? I'll show you.

Who else can it be but him? I voted for you! Seriously, I did! I'm very supportive and loyal to my husband! LOL...I love you. Only you don't believe me, instead you prefer to believe the ugly and uncute penguin you call a girlfriend.

Anyway, I swept my house. Made orange juice. Cleaned my room. Decorated my room. It looks so much better now! Happy. I'm in the mood to bake a cake. Ignore anything I said that sounded really nonsensical. I'm feeling under the weather anyway, a little sick. Partly affects my thinking abilities [if I ever had any].

*Bluesy* out!

Fat, fat me...

Signs I'm getting fat...

1. I can balance myself while I'm standing in the train.
I used to swing sideways when I stand in the train. To one point I fell on an elderly lady. =S

2. The chair creaks when I sit on it.
Apparently, every chair I sit on, creaks. VERY LOUDLY. Very embarrassing.

3. I broke Jo Weng's chair.
No. The chair didn't break in half, okay? I got terrified with his dog. I just jumped on the chair [not a very smart thing to do] and the bar broke. =S I'M SO SORRY...I was scared because if I touched the dog, where on Earth would these people get *air tanah*? Do they even know what I'm supposed to do? Psychospastic deranged neurotic immature donkey. That's my new description.

Went to four open houses today. Woke up at 6 a.m. after getting barely 4 hours of sleep [due to the fact our neighbour hosted his CNY open house dinner yesterday, and apparently we were SO smart to go home late because he was talking to my family member except me. We could've just told him that we, as in my mum and I had to get up early for some reason, instead we we were talking! I was caught up with Jack Skellington, whom according to my mother, is Halloweentown's version of Peter Crouch!] only to find that I was the first to wake up [amazing]. Went to KL Sentral at 8:15 a.m. and went to Materlline's house at about 10:30 a.m.. Since I couldn't eat most of the stuff they cooked there, her dad bought me *nasi campur* saying Bangi Wangi. LOL...Thank you. After that to Jo's house, then to Ben's house and finally, Adrian's house. I envy their rooms. You know why?

1. So many ornaments.
2. So clean [Even the boys' rooms were SO tidy! My brother should learn a thing or two about cleanliness from them].
3. They have a proper study table! Mine is unfortunately, still the process of fixing it back.
4. Their rooms are painted with colours that I love! Jo's room is blue [I don't think I'd leave that room!], Ben's room is somewhat of a whitish blue. Yer, so envious!
5. Nicely decorated! I'm going to clean my room tomorrow! Haha...

My dad is so mean [I think my mum has somewhat brainwashed him]! He doesn't want to repaint my room [In his exact words: There's no way you're getting a blue room!]! I hate the PINK room! Even Sree laughed at me when I told her my room is PINK! She knows how girlish and boyish I can get. So ugly...need to camouflage the PINKNESS of my room!

And in all houses, they gambled. I couldn't because it was *HARAM DI SISI AGAMA*! They were telling me that. But it was fun to see the way they gambled. They ate pork, not me. And I told them I won't eat pork or gamble, but I wanted to drink. But as we all know, alcohol is the root of all evil. So I want to be a saint, till the day I die. I want to drink and get high. I've done it, I think I can control myself. [What will Mr. Hanafiah say when he hears this?]

I have managed to collect RM 53 from my ang pau collection. An improvement compared to last year. LOL...

Off to bed now. Good night.

*Bluesy* out!