~HypNoTiC BuTTeRfLy SPiRit~

Awesome...

2006-08-15T00:37:00.000+08:00

One word to sum up Kingdom Hearts 2: AWESOME.

Okay. I'm still in Level 1 [or two, I'm not so sure myself]. But it IS really great.

It's a good thing I'm not using my brother's old PS2 he bought from the US. A lot of work just to use it. Thank God he bought a NEW one. At least, we don't have to fix the damned transformer thingy to this new one. And the US one, it's really sensitive. You can't use the fake or Malaysian-made CDs or DVDs, otherwise it can't work. STUPID THING.

Roxas...it sounds much better than Sora, don't you think? [No Mar, I'm NOT naming my son Roxas! It's supposed to be Jamie...oh, but that's another story altogether].

I LOVE HOLIDAYS. ESPECIALLY THE ONES THAT LAST FOR TWO MONTHS.

*big grin*

I'm going shopping tomorrow.

*bigger grin*

AFTER EIGHT LEMON SORBET CHOCOLATE MINTS, HERE I COME!

**My chocolate supply's running a little low, so I need to replenish it. If not, I'll start stealing from my mother's supply!**

*Bluesy* out!

I knew it!

2006-08-14T00:14:00.000+08:00

I knew I should have dreamt of someone scoring for Chelsea.
I knew I should have dreamt of someone NOT scoring for Liverpool.

But anyway, it was a good game. Mainly because Andriy Shevchenko scored his first goal for Chelsea [thanks to Mr. I'm-not-useless].

And Crouchy didn't listen to me. Hmmph...so angry. But it's okay...he proved himself to be quite useful. =p

And stupid Der GreedyPants limped off after 25 minutes on the pitch. Stupid. Don't know why we even bothered signing you in the first place.

I think we lost because...
1. Petr Cech wasn't the goalie for the day.
2. Makelele wasn't playing.
3. Joe Cole wasn't playing.
4. Eidur Gudjohnsen isn't there anymore.
5. So is Damien Duff.
6. And Asier del Horno.
7. And Hernan Crespo.
8. Taking off Didier Drogba and Arjen Robben wasn't exactly a good move now, was it?
9. Biased referee.
10. The Chelsea fan scored AGAINST us.
11. There were more than 11 players playing for Liverpool [That's how I felt...they were everywhere! No, I'm not counting the Chelsea lads!].

I'm NOT bitter. I do like Liverpool. Well, to a certain extent, of course. I love Chelsea more.

Liverpool is my fourth favourite team. So I like them. Much more than that stupid Manchester United [note: I hate ManUre, but certain fans are tolerable].

So anyway...hail Crouchy. He DID make his England captain proud after all. =)

P/S: Aren't skinny and tall beings sexy and useful? So...NEVER EVER MAKE FUN OF MY CROUCHY AGAIN! I will slap you insensitive fools if you do so!

Me love Crouchy. Me love Sheva. Me love Lampsy. Me love JT. Me love Chelsea FC.

*Bluesy* out!

I have a confession...

2006-08-13T14:35:00.000+08:00

People, I have a confession, and it ain't a pretty one. Here goes nothing [don't say I didn't warn you]:

I think SexyBack by Justin Timberlake is nice.

I'm NOT a Justin Timberlake fan. The ONLY song of his that I like [still do] is Cry Me A River!

This is NOT good.

Yes, I am mad, insane, deranged, and a whole load of words that mean the same.

*****

Yesterday, Sylvien asked me what I wanted to do in life. Truth is, I don't know what I want. Because from the time I was young, I wanted to do something but it was never encouraged by my parents. Heck, I told my dad I wanted to be a journalist, and he said you don't need a degree to become a journalist. Which pretty much meant being a journalist is something every stupid person can do, but knowing him, he says bad things about other job prospects, simply because he thinks accountants ar highly respected and that rich billionaires like that Genting owner needs an accountant. So, everyday I find pieces to form a puzzle on what I REALLY want. One of the reasons why I decided to pursue psychology was because I don't want to be brainwashed by my dad about accountancy. He tried it before with my brother. Since it didn't work on him, my dad is trying it out on me.

But for now, the TEN things I want in life:
1. To prove to people closely related to me that my brother isn't the only smart one in the family.
2. To prove to my dad that there are more important job opportunities than an accountant.
3. To show that I can be successful even if my SPM results were not as what others expected it to be.
4. To be happy and content with all that I've got.
5. To be my own master and not let others dictate what I want to do.
6. To get less cranky.
7. To be happy in whatever I do.
8. To get to the due respect I deserve [no, I'm not demanding for it, I'm just hoping people would see it and give the credit I deserve]
9. To have someone who loves me for who and what I am, and not for what I'm NOT.
10. To go to Stamford Bridge before I die.

These are the things I want in my life, NOT what I want currently.

~You never know what life may bring,
Trust your spirits, find your wings,
Find your voice and let it sing,
Let it sing...~

Trust yourself and you'll know what you want. From the on, never let go.

*****

OH PEOPLE, DON'T FORGET! COMMUNITY SHIELD IS ON TONIGHT AT 10 PM! CHELSEA VS LIVERPOOL! COME ON, CHELSEA!

My dear tall, sexy being. Please do me a favour: please let us win. If you love Chelsea, let us win. Muahahahahaha!

Oh, and make your Enlgand skipper proud of you. =)

*Bluesy* out!

It's a boring movie...

2006-08-11T23:25:00.000+08:00

We watched Pirates of the Carribean 2: Dead Man's Chest today! My father is mad.

"What movie you want to see? Got Click, Pirates, and The Break-Up"
"We see The Break-Up today, next week we see Pirates"
"Okay"
*moments before reaching the counter*
"We watch Pirates today. Next week we watch The Break-Up"
*WHAT IN THE NAME OF MOTHER AND CHILD?* "Eh...okay"

And then he said that the movie was boring! Hmmph...I should've known better than to trust someone who thinks Frank Lampard is useless.

2 weeks ago, I saw this nice England top, but my parents said wait till my exams were over. Today, I went in to the shop like a big hero and ask them if they still had the shirt...and guess what?

They said the shirt is no longer in stock. And the whole world is conspiring against me...today I saw 10 people wearing England shirts!

I knew I should have used my money to buy the shirt two weeks ago instead of waiting until the damned exams were over! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!

There is also another conspiracy. Regarding shoes. Sadly I couldn't do any form of shoeping. All because the shoes were either too flimsy, too pink [or not the colour I desire] or too high. OR THE SHOES DON'T COME IN SIZES 7 AND 8.

Either I ask God to make my duck feet slightly smaller OR turn me into a boy [both will not likely happen].

So I invested some money on 2 books! Chinese Cinderella and the Secret Dragon Society [by Adeline Yen Mah] and How I Became Stupid [by Martin Page]. And I bought 2 pairs of jeans.

My dad is SO weird.
"I think tomorrow [today] we go to Hartamas Shopping Centre"
"Okay..."
"Because we haven't been there...so why don't we go there just to see what they have? They might have something nice there. Oh yeah, we're supposed to see movie tomorrow right?"
"Errmm...yes"
"Okay, then we go to Hartamas Shopping Centre next week"
"Okay..if it makes you happy"

My brother was quite shocked when he heard my dad said that Pirates was boring. He claims it's too much fantasy! WHAT IN THE NAME OF STEVEN GERRARD? Hello...it's not like I took you to watch Harry Potter right [I am biased, because I've never read nor watch anything Harry Potter because I'm not a fan]? So silly.

So annoyed that Keira Knightley got to kiss Johnny Depp. Hmmph...stupid stick.

I need pretty shoes. Dear God, make my feet smaller. Size 7 or 8 is too big.

**I did get slightly cranky today. Go figure why that happened**

*****

In other exciting news, JOHN TERRY HAS BEEN NAMED ENGLAND'S NEW CAPTAIN! YAY! ALL HAIL THE NEW ENGLAND CAPTAIN! Now, let me find sexy pics of the CAPTAIN MARVEL to show you people why I think he deserves to be the new skipper!

He's NEVER satisfied. Always looking to improve his performance. NEVER wants to be second-best.

VERY reliable and dedicated. *This is our FATHER OF THE YEAR 2006 pic*

LOVES shiny things tied with ribbons [trophies and medals]. See how happy he is when he's holding that shiny thing?

NEVER afraid of standing next to tall and sexy beings [Sylvien, keep quiet].
NEVER afraid of his listening to his friends.

NEVER afraid to show how he feels. Shows true emotions.
NEVER afraid to show how passionate he is about a game.

NEVER lets pain affect his game.
ALWAYS puts the team before himself.

NEVER afraid to show how he feels about his friend.
VERY caring and loving friend.

Did you notice how weird Stevie G looked in the papers today?

*Bluesy* out!

Yahoo...it's all over!

2006-08-10T17:36:00.000+08:00

FINALLY, IT'S ALL OVER!

MORE TIME TO SLEEP!
MORE TIME TO WATCH TV!
MORE TIME TO LAZE AROUND!
MORE TIME FOR SHOPPING!

YIPPEE!!!

Okay...I'm still sane, people. Lah was okay. What am I saying? The paper was easy...because she gave the (almost) same questions for the tutorials!

The Frenchman wore a long-sleeved shirt and a tie today! He looked so different...and VERY sexy. Hahaha...

And today was a day which marked many things.
1. Swarna left to Medan at 8:20 AM [Who in the world leaves for somewhere at 8:20 AM? I'm probably in college or doing something useful...like sleeping]. Best of luck, girl!
2. My exams are officially done and dusted. BYE BYE HMC! WHEE!!!
3. It's my sexy twin's birthday. HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY, AIMEE!
Very pretty, yes? Oh yeah, she's much tinier than me. So envious. Hmmph.

*****

My very wise mother said that if I had a boyfriend, he'll have to be alert especially when my mood swings go in high gear. Because I am cranky. It's all because of the hormone-imbalanced me. I'm cranky and when something that I'm really looking forward to never happens, I get really disappointed and get even crankier.

I am NOT like that all the time. Once a month only.

One waiter pours cold water. Then I drink half of it, ANOTHER waiter fills it up with warm water. *Great, now my cold water is is warm!*. Then ANOTHER one comes and tries to pour more water, so I tell him no. Then ANOTHER waiter comes and fills my glass with warm water AGAIN!

Tell me, how can you NOT get cranky in situations like this?
***Note: This has nothing to do with what my mother said about me having a boyfriend who has to be alert especially when I'm cranky! This is just to illustrate the fact I'm cranky when it's that time of the month again!***

I'm a nice person. ONLY a little mad and cranky occassionally.

*Bluesy* out!

What in the name of James Blunt?

2006-08-09T15:33:00.000+08:00

**Maybe it's the imbalanced hormones, since it's that time of the month. I don't know. I apologise in advance anyway.**

Yesterday, I came down just to watch TV for a while, and Channel 81 was showing the Liverpool-Chelsea game [the 4-1 game...sshh..VERY sensitive issue to most Liverpool fans I know]. I wanted to watch it, but NO. My parents decided to watch Disney Channel instead!

*stares in disbelief* WHAT??? Watch football-lah, not cartoons! To think you two keep saying I'm too old for cartoons! Hmmph...

At least I did get to see Duff score [depressed that he left to play with Magpies and not Lions!].

And now...my Human Comm lecturer has once again managed to raise my temper. Apparently our marks are not too good. And to think he said our marks were much better than the other group.

Honestly...I don't know what this man wants. So indecisive.

AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!

There. I have successfully voiced out my frustration. Now I can get back to studying Lah.

Anyway...he's back. Who's back, you ask?

Him. My hero. He scored against Feyenoord. We won 1-0! Oh, look! He was the captain for that game! Yay! Who said he's useless?

More goals to come. Against Celtic and Liverpool this week. Sigh..now I can focus on football while I'm on my two-month break! Yay!

Something beautiful will come my way. It's called shopping.

*Bluesy* out!

2 down, 1 more to go!

2006-08-08T20:13:00.000+08:00

As the finals are coming to an end, so is my third semester. Which is really sad because my classmates who have touched my heart beyond words can say, are leaving to go their own way.

The many outings we had, the birthday parties, the classroom activities we shared, everything shall be part of my memories in HMC.

*I still have my stupid Legal Studies to finish, so can't be really sentimental now. Those Business and Accounting students so damn bahagia, they finish their exams tomorrow, while the Legal and Macroeconomics people have to wait until Thursday to finish ours! Hmmph...*

*****

Human Comm today was do-able. But I think I screwed up my essay. Well, not totally, but just a little. They asked for three factors of audience analysis, and out of the three factors I listed down, one of it was wrong. =S But overall, I did okay. Keeping my fingers crossed.

I was counting the points with my fingers and was thinking of the elaboration part of it. My lecturer saw me doing that and came over to my table and asked if everything was okay. I replied: "Yes. Everything's okay". When deep down inside, I actually wanted to say this:

"No, sir. It's not okay. It's freaking cold in this room, the questions you've set are too challenging for my tiny brain, the time limit for this exam is too short, my nose is itchy from all the sneezing I've been doing and I'm thirsty. And I need a sweater!"

Excuse the crankiness. It's that time of the month, go figure.

2 days more, 1 paper left. Then shopping spree in KLCC! Whee!

I'm going to invest in some books. Right after I'm done with Sylvien's A Walk To Remember.

*Bluesy* out!

Who's madder?

2006-08-07T21:18:00.000+08:00

Yes, we ARE still on the issue of Jenson Button. Please tell me who IS the MADDER one?

Candidate no.1:
"That Jenson Button, when he takes off his helmet and wears a cap, he looks so young and quite good-looking! When he wears his helmet, he looks damn old!" -Dad-

Candidate no.2:
Mother: *after hearing what I said about my dad regarding Jenson* Did you tell your father that Jenson is my boyfriend?

*faints*

PLACE YOUR VOTES. REMEMBER, EVERY VOTE COUNTS.

*Bluesy* out!

P/S: Too much of Human Comm for one day. Brains have stopped functioning properly. Do forgive me for this absolutely insane post. =)

And this IS VERY GAY. Quite shocking...=S Please view it. Don't say I didn't warn you about it being gay.

I promised, but...

2006-08-06T22:42:00.000+08:00

I am going to break it. Just once.

I know I said no more pics of the abomination UNTIL MY EXAMS ARE OVER, but I wanted to post of photos of that little girl she's carrying. Little Luna. Luna Coco Patricia Lampard.

Aww...that's sweet! He's blowing bubbles for her. And all that stupid abomination can do is just sit there and show off her big boobs. Phbbbt...!!! She's chubby and looks a lot like her daddy.

Oh no, she has inherited her mummy's lips! Is Louise Owen trying to match-make her son, James with Luna? She'd be a little older than him though.

Anyway, I did not study like I was supposed to. I went out to Swarna's house, because that girl is leaving to Indonesia to study on the 10th, the same day my exams are over!! Hmmph...here I was thinking of having an outing like last year after I finish my Lah paper, but no. She has to leave!

Can't blame her. 7 months of staying at home can REALLY kill you. Trust me. I've been through it before. 8 months of doing nothing spells boredom and suicide.

Jenson Button won today's race! Yay! My mum's pretty excited. Jenson's her favourite driver. And Pedro de la Rosa is amazing. The way he overtakes someone, that's what people call as skill. Alonso's overtaking skills can't beat his.

Who would have thought that Giancarlo Fisichella [very cute Italian], Fernando Alonso, Kimi Raikkonen, and Michael Schumacher would crash or end up not finishing the race? This race was really action-packed, right from the start to the finish line.

I noticed I haven't been blogging bout F1 for quite some time already. My bad. Just had no time.

And before I go...I want to show this sexy person to the world.

You can't hear me? I said I'M JAMIE REDKNAPP AND I'M SEXY!

Yes, Jamie. We know you are. And why couldn't your cousin marry someone like your wife who is much prettier than his wife @ abomination?

I will go study now, if it makes you happy.

*Bluesy* out!

Goodbye Stats!

2006-08-05T15:42:00.000+08:00

STATS IS OFFICIALLY OVER! *throws confetti all over the room*

I might have lost 2 marks to a certain question because I forgot to round up the answer!

But the paper was tough! Every question I did made me feel scared because I wasn't sure whether it was the right working or formula or even answer!

And while I was doing my LAST question with 15 minutes remaining, I actually forgot the formula AND the working! I panicked. But luckily enough, I remembered. I just closed my eyes and remembered the steps slowly. When I remembered, that little voice in my head went: "It's all coming back to me now!". *I'm pleading for temporary insanity. Pardon me*

But it's done and dusted with, so the rest is up to God. *crosses fingers* Hopefully a DI for Stats will be good.

*****

I'm tired. People might have perceptions of others, but somehow you never cling to first impressions FOREVER! Why can't your thick skull take in the fact that I am who I am and NOT who you perceive me to be? I'm NOT an airhead, you know.

I don't want the recognition of being smart. I just want you to see that I am not equally stupid like how you think I am. Why is that whenever I say something or I'm explaining something to someone, you HAVE to refute every other word I say? And you repeat the same thing AFTER I have already said it! And the worst thing, you treat everyone around you like they're three-year-olds! It's bad enough I'm getting love advice from stupid 15-year-olds, don't teach me like how you'd teach a three-year-old! I resent people like that!

No one quite gets me. I'm no glory-hunter [like what SOME people would think JUST BECAUSE I SUPPORT CHELSEA!]. I'm not modest or humble [getting really good marks DOES NOT MAKE A GENIUS, FOR GOD'S SAKE!].

I'm just me.

*****

My cousin asked me yesterday if Frank Lampard left Chelsea to some club, would I still support Chelsea?

The answer is really obvious. I'D STILL LOVE CHELSEA THROUGH AND THROUGH. I might support his club part-time [right after I get out of being bitter and really cross with him!], but CHELSEA AND ME ARE FOREVER.

But if he goes to Barcelona, I'll kill the abomination! Even ManUre! Ever relish the prospects of seeing him and gayboy play together? Yech...they're better off being opponents rather than being team-mates!

*Liverpool 0 - FSV Mainz 5. Aduh...that's bad!*

MY five favourite EPL teams [in exact order]: Chelsea, Tottenham Hotspurs, Arsenal, Liverpool, West Ham United.

I'm going to rest today. No studying for the night. Human Comm on Tuesday!

1 down, 2 to go!

Merdeka MegaSales, here I come!

*Bluesy* out!

More pics...

2006-08-04T16:21:00.000+08:00

More pics...!

Bahagianya these two!

Family love.

Nice!

No more pics of the abomination [for now]. I need to put off the assassination of Elen Rives until August 10. Need to study Stats! Proportion, regression, population! What on Earth is all that???

*****

I don't know how far this is true, I read somewhere on the Net that Peter Crouch is a Chelsea fan. *stares in disbelief* HE IS? *gasps and then faints*

We're a match made in heaven, I tell you.

No, it's not because of Stats I'm talking like that. Nor is it because I'm having a fever.

ANYONE WHO PLANS ON INSULTING CROUCHY WILL INSTANTLY GET A SLAP FROM ME.

Toodles for now...after I study, I'm going to watch Monk and The Simpsons!

*Bluesy* out!

Taking some time off...

2006-08-03T19:41:00.000+08:00

I'm taking time off from studies to upload some pics I found yesterday.

How can anyone with a good fashion sense live with someone who has ABSOLUTELY no sense of fashion? *faints*

I'm NOT even goint to say anything about this outfit! Ugly things like her shouldn't wear pretty blue shoes like that! *cries*

She's ugly.

How can you expose your child to bright sunlight? Are you trying to make her blind? Poor Coco!

Hmmph...evil mother!

On the day England lost to Portugal, every other sane England fan would have cried or mourned for the loss. But NO. Look what the abomination decided to do. She decided to yawn [My God! She really does have a big mouth!]. She must have thought the game was boring for her taste! At least Toni Poole is sad for JT. Why can't you feel sad for your husband who worked his socks off on the pitch, you stupid abomination? And look at how she's sitting? So rude! DIE, YOU UGLY THING, DIE!

This is Carly Zucker and Joe Cole, some 2 years ago. Look at her hair! It looks like...MY NEW HAIRCUT!

I shall not show pictures of ugly people...pretty people do exist in this world too, you know.

My God! So sexy!

*Blogger's being unkind. I wanted to post more pics of him!*

*****

I'm going to miss HELP's main block. Here, you have SO many places to eat.

Secret Recipe, McDonalds', KFC, PizzaHut, AllAboutMee, RotiMan, The Pie Shop, Ali Maju [there are 4 outlets in that one stretch of buildings, mind you], Garuda, Estana, Subway, Starbucks Coffee, Dunkin Donuts, Dinar Maju and Strudels.

*Now you know why I'm always thinking about what to eat for lunch. In fact, now you know why I like to think about what I'm eating for lunch the day before!*

When I start in Wisma HELP in October, I have not much options to eat.

And I'm going to miss my friends from MAHSA College like Vishalni and KayC, and of course the little juniors from SMKCS who are there too [It's funny they still remember me and say hello to me].

Tomorrow's my last class in HMC. So sad...

Study time!

*Bluesy* out!

Dear God...

2006-08-02T21:33:00.000+08:00

Ya Allah, I'd like to thank you for finally giving me the inspiration to study.

Even if it's a hurtful one and hurts me deep inside.

It only makes me stronger, but at the same time it makes me sadder to think that I only get inspiration to study harder when I am just hurt with the way things are going.

THANK YOU.

Finals are coming...

2006-08-02T18:58:00.000+08:00

Everyone is so busy studying, and I'm just and laidback as normal. I am scared.

Out of the 60 marks that I have already been tested on, I need:
7 more marks to pass Stats [she hasn't included the 10% for attendance and participation, so that means I have been tested for 50 marks].
1 more mark to pass Legal Studies.

Oh...to get a PASS, you need 50 marks.

Fingers crossed, I'm aiming for DIs. Pray for me.

40 marks for Finals...To get a HD, I need to get AT LEAST 35 marks. A bit impossible, but possible at the same time.

ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE.
NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE.
IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING.

If I keep on psyching myself up like this, I should be okay...right?

I don't care what you say, after finals, I AM GOING SHOEPING [shoe-shopping]!

People with pretty shoes = an unhappy Rowena.

Anyone know a good place for me to work? Anywhere which deals with the food industry [in particular: chocolates and sweet things] or answering phones would be perfectly good for me. Let me know. I need money to buy something. The beautiful thing in blue. Me in it would be what people call a perfect combination.

Hopefully soon.

I am going to miss HMC. Seriously. The only place I go to where I have no idea on how the weather outside is like. Sunny, rainy, or even cloudy...we are underground and we don't know if there's a hailstorm or whether it starts snowing in Malaysia. At least when an earthquake happens and we're undeground, it's not bad.

I need to study and stop acting mellow.

*Bluesy* out!

Random

2006-08-01T14:09:00.000+08:00

Sorry. I didn't update for the past two days. Been busy. Did want to update yesterday, but Bollger was unkind to me. It didn't want to let me upload pics. Hmmph...

Anyway, it's official. I've been single for one year. Am I regretting anything on being single? Am I missing out on things being single? NO. I'm happy, thank you very much.

Things I've learnt from my previous post:
1. Never pollute young minds with profanities.
2. Never let myself get affected by stupid 15-year-olds who are supposed to be my pet sis of things like that.
3. Never ever believe in "Sisters Forever". [I never did anyway]
4. Use sarcasm when it hurts most. Even if they are stupid enough not to understand them.
5. Never ever think 15-year-olds have the same mentality. NOT all 15-year-olds are stupid.
6. Oh, and never be nice to juniors in school. That's when they tend to climb over your head.
7. Denounce all ties with that moronic junior I have as a pet sis.

Anyway, here's some pics for you.

Why in the name of hash browns and coleslaw are you posing with her? LOOK AT HER! SHE'S FAT, UGLY, AND ALL THINGS AN ABOMINATION IS ALL ABOUT! You shirtless doesn't mean I can't get angry with you, you know! Sexy things should not be seen posing with ugly and fat creatures! [She can't fit in the electric chair, she's fat what!] =p

Hello world. My name is MARK DENNIS GONZALEZ HOFFMAN. I'm really sexy even if I'm going to play for Liverpool. My new sexy skinny hottie...=)

Why in the world did you shave your head almost botak, Jose Mourinho? Now that stupid Der GreedyPants has copied your hairdo! Ready for war or not, please let your hair grow back to the way it was. This new hairdo doesn't justify your sexiness.

My mother thinks he's cute. You know-lah my mother. Every other footballer to her is cute. Except gayboy, of course.

But of course, he looks better in blue rather than in red and black.

My mother thinks she's hot and wants to have her body. So do I.

I bet every other woman on Earth wants her body.

Unless you like Victoria Beckham and the other WAGs [abomination included] are much hotter than her.

I want to go shoe-shopping! Seeing people wearing pretty shoes makes me jealous.

*Bluesy* out!

I want to die

2006-07-29T23:15:00.000+08:00

I want to die. I told you all before that if I say anything that leaves the impression that I'm always depressed and suicidal, please don't think I'm never happy.

My impressively good mood has just faded away. All because of 'he who shall not be named'.

ChU cIn says:
che
ChU cIn says:
matt send regards 2 u ah
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *if only i don't bend and break, i'll meet you on the other side* says:
y does he wanna send me his regards?
ChU cIn says:
ka che
ChU cIn says:
he still care bout u
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *if only i don't bend and break, i'll meet you on the other side* says:
i don't
ChU cIn says:
i duno wat happen between both of ur
ChU cIn says:
bt i can feel dat he still like u
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *if only i don't bend and break, i'll meet you on the other side* says:
but even if he still likes me or what, i don't
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *if only i don't bend and break, i'll meet you on the other side* says:
i can't let him think that we have hopes of being together
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *if only i don't bend and break, i'll meet you on the other side* says:
because in truth we don't
ChU cIn says:
ka che
ChU cIn says:
love is blind wan ah
ChU cIn says:
u wont noe u n him gt hopes of being together or nt
ChU cIn says:
everi thing is n god's hand
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
but i don't want
ChU cIn says:
ka che ah
ChU cIn says:
i guess u mind u n him diferent kaum
ChU cIn says:
i duno or nt
ChU cIn says:
u give me a feeling like dat
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
what u mean different kaum?
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
u mean i think different level?
ChU cIn says:
n u give me a feeling dat u hate him veri much
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
nobody has the same mentality
ChU cIn says:
no
ChU cIn says:
wat i mean is ur bangsa
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
this has nothing to do with bangsa
ChU cIn says:
i duno la ka che
ChU cIn says:
u give me a feeling like dat
ChU cIn says:
i hope is nt true
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
it's nothing to do with bangsa
ChU cIn says:
ok
ChU cIn says:
sr ah ka che if i made u angry
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
nvm la
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
happens to me everyday
ChU cIn says:
ok
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
can u do me a favour?
ChU cIn says:
sure
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
can u tell him to get a life?
ChU cIn says:
meaning
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
ask him to find a new gf and forget me
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
i have my finals next week
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
i can't afford to go through what i went through during spm
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
i want to concentrate without any problem
ChU cIn says:
ka che
ChU cIn says:
u think so easy meh 2 4get
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
u think i dunno what love is about?
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
i had a harder time forgetting my ex who died
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
u dunno how that feels like
ChU cIn says:
maybe i duno
- ®õwena ƒ£ - : *please stab me right in the heart, i want to die* says:
so dun tell me it's easy to forget someone
ChU cIn says:
ok
ChU cIn says:
i will tell him
Note: She is supposed to be my pet sis, but I think she's more of his pet sis, considering how she puts him on a pedestal.

What the fuck is wrong with these people? I think they'd probably be happier if I died of something because then they have no one to bug.

She even had the audacity to say that I had racial issues! WHAT IN THE NAME OF HASH BROWNS? I come from a mixed Malay-Sri Lankan Sinhalese parentage and have a Chinese twin, so why in the name of God I would have racial issues? That's like classifying me as a racist. Which I know I'm not. I have many Malay, Indian and Chinese friends. To say something like that can be constituted under slander and I can fucking sue them for making such defamatory statements.

And she goes on telling me that love is blind. I mean, here is a 15-year-old girl telling me about love being blind, when she used to tell me that love is painful and she had more ex-boyfriends than me. She so needs to counsel herself rather than counsel me about love.

And she asks me whether do I think it's easy to forget someone? Of course not! I was really sad when my first ex died. I was inconsolable. So I know that it's not easy to forget someone. So don't talk to me as though I have no experience in love. Don't EVER underestimate my intelligence. If you do, you're just fucking stupid to do so. I'm much smarter than you.

If you can't handle the truth because of your fucking ego, you can kindly fuck some other bitch you meet. Don't think I don't know your fucking sleazy ways.

WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE? STOP TORMENTING ME. PLEASE RELEASE ME.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH, YOU BASTARD. NOW I CAN'T STUDY BECAUSE I'M ANGRY. I HATE TO STUDY WHEN I'M BLOODY MAD.

THANKS ALSO FOR MAKING MY MOOD FUCKED UP BEFORE I GO TO SLEEP.

I'm bending and breaking...

I want to wilt slowly and die. Go away.

Something useful from Law...

2006-07-29T15:37:00.000+08:00

Private nuisance - continuous, unlawful and indirect interference with the use or enjoyment of land, or of some right over or in connection with it.

Three kinds of private nuisance:
*nuisance by enroachment on a neighbour's land.
*nuisance by direct physical injury to a neighbour's land.
*nuisance by interference with a neighbour's quiet enjoyment of his land.

I would like to sue my front neighbour for interfering with my quiet Saturday morning slumber by singing her usual Chinese opera songs at 8:30AM! She is a private nuisance. At 8:30AM on a Saturday morning, which sane human being would sing so loudly? I don't care if your voice is like Siti Nurhaliza's or what, I need my sleep, so don't deprive me of it!

She doesn't not have a golden voice [she sings completely out of tune and really draggy!] and she sings these really nice-sounding songs [I have listened to them when she doesn't sing] and sometimes sings the Gong Xi Fa Cai song even when it's not Chinese New Year!

And to make matters worse, she has speakers outside of her house. Don't ask me why she has that outside her house. One word: MAD.

So inconsiderate. We tell her to lower the volume a little, she closes her door and draws her curtain and continues singing her lungs out.

Stick to singing in the loo, you crazy old woman.

*****

Yesterday, we saw this he/she kissing a lady, the girlfriend I think. PDA! Indecent behaviour! Yeah, yeah...say what you want. I sensed deja vu all over again. My lecturer was telling us all about his encounter with one he/she kissing a man! Don't corrupt young innocent souls like me!

If I say anything really stupid, don't blame the sickness. I'm well now. Blame me.

I hate studying. I feel like sleeping.

I want chocolates. Or something that isn't porridge.

*Bluesy* out!

You're definitely beautiful...

2006-07-28T21:29:00.000+08:00

Have you ever had that feeling of singing *You're Beautiful* to something you really want to own but you know you can't have?

It happened to me today.

There it was, the most beautiful thing that the Earth has ever seen. Staring at me right in the face, pleading me to buy it, tempting me to wear it.

But having no money, I had to be dragged out of the store by my parents. I couldn't help staring at that majestic beauty. I fell in love with it the moment I laid my eyes on it. How could I leave it there and not bring it home?

I was staring and drooling at it for God knows how long. We were meant for each other. I wish I could take it home, but money talks.

Everytime I saw it, I got so sad. All because I couldn't bring the beauty home with me.

That was sad. I almost cried. I hope that beauty will wait for me. I made a vow that I will come back to get it.

~You were meant for me, and I was meant for you...~

*****

Enough of that. I got a haircut! Very short. I shall upload nice photos taken over the week.

The purple boria team...they love purple SO much! Aint' she the sweetest thing you've ever seen? That's Ruth, a year older. Still tiny though.

She's much cuter than that! She looks so darn sleepy here. The only shot with her looking at the camera. And it turned out to be like that!

Me...before haircut. 5 days ago. Damn whoever who took this pic of me! At least I could have posed a little if they hadn't decided to take a rather ugly candid shot of me! Oh, that's my early birthday present my mum gave me. The dragonfly necklace.

Me...after haircut. Today. Excuse the shiny face. Just back from MidValley. My new hairdo. I love it! My mum says it's nice, but my dad hasn't said much. Though I know that it means deep inside, he's boiling mad with this new hairdo. I don't care. As long as I'm happy.

No. I haven't turned into Paris. Just showing you how my new hairdo looks like. Understand?

*****

This is really funny. My mum gave me this pre-paid card of Andriy Shevchenko which she found on the road! She actually took it home and washed it and kept it for me. I did tell her that my friend gave the same card before. Apparently, she felt guilty because I kept on saying "I hope you're happy that you have deprived me of feeling happy seeing Andriy Shevchenko score!" in this Fenerbahce-AC Milan game the other day. He scored four goals! And I was watching the game at first, but she wanted to watch Gerak Khas [That show is lame! Who chats using Microsoft PowerPoint-lah? At least know how to bluff the audience a bit-lah. I even saw the words 'click here to add notes' throughout the stupid 'chat session'. It was so darn obvious! Lousy liars!]. And everytime the advertisements came on, I'll continue watching the game, only for her to change again! And then if the adverts were still on, we'd change it back, and by then he scored one goal! So in the span of 30 seconds of channel-flipping during adverts, a goal was scored!

Eventhough it was an old match, I wanted to feed my football-thirsty soul. So I watched it.

And my mum thinks Rui Costa is cute. I think he is too.

Great minds think alike.

*Bluesy* out!

Where have you gone?

2006-07-27T21:39:00.000+08:00

Where has that happy me gone to?

Oh, that's right. It died fighting the whole world.

It will only be resurrected on August 13th.

I hate being a fake. It's because I can't. My voice sounds fake, but the actions definitely don't portray anything related to the word 'fake'.

So what do I usually do? Act like how a normal sane person would do: pretend to have something eat up your insides.

~If only I don't bend and break, I'll meet you on the other side, I'll meet you in the light,
If only I don't I don't suffocate, I'll meet you in the morning when you wake...~

Tired of the same shit everyday. We might as well be strangers.

~Do you realise that it's been one year since I've been single? Wow. That's fast. I'm happy again. =) ~

Everybody's changing. Except me. Should I change? From a manic-depressive and almost suicidal child to a more happy and sanity-intact teen?

You tell me.

What do I know?

2006-07-27T19:12:00.000+08:00

The grass is greener on the other side. It's true. I want to stay in the US. Regardless of what people tell me, I want to stay there.

The only downside of staying there is the food, of course. Can't live on Thai and Indian food all the time!

I must have said this to my parents so many times. The best time to leave the country is now.

I'm serious.

What is it with people about judging you about your race? I used to get offended when the Pizza Hut waiter classifies me as Indian, not Malay. But it's normal. Even the waiters in Ali Maju thinks I'm Indian even though I'm wearing baju kurung.

I had no trouble mixing with people of other races. That's why most of my friends are non-Malays. Most of the Malays just think I'm a freak. Probably I'm slightly darker than them, or maybe possess some different features compared to them. Or maybe I was considered a freak because I speak better English than most of them [not bragging, it's a fact]. Whatever the reason, I never felt happy in school. The teachers never made it any better for me. They will question my faith, and hurl insults indirectly at me, and they will be fucking nice to me when they need something [re: asking my dad to sponsor mineral water for some event just because he was a PIBG member!]. Twisted, corrupted souls! I always thought that I had no place in that school. Isn't diversity important?

Of course, to them only those PURE Malays are the good apples in the basket, while we kids of mixed parentage are the devils that spoil those good apples. Just because I don't look like one, I don't do things that leave people questioning my faith [except for the alcohol consumption occassionally]. I don't go to bars, have sex in public, or dress like a slut. Because that's not who I am. Just because I'm mixed, doesn't mean I don't know what my religion is, what I'm supposed to do and not supposed to do. I have brains too, you know.

At least I'm happier now. No more torments from bitches that rule the school. All I can do is pray that the young ones can bear with them and also the ugly walls of the school. It's really ugly. Yellow and pink walls greet you as you go in. Inside, brown doors, pink walls and orange pillars is pulling you to learn new things everyday.

God bless you kids. Thank God I'm out of that fucked up school.

Racial integration isn't something you can force. It has to be built since young. My school used to have this system of lining up race by race. Which I thought was extremely stupid, considering the fact that my class had ONLY 5 Malays, 5 Chinese and 13 Indians. How do you line up race by race? What's wrong if we choose to line up with our friends? It's no sin.

The only reason I didn't want to go to UIAM was because I didn't want to be around these people who would make me feel like I was back in high school again.

Only my mum thought I wanted to waste loads of money on HELP.

At least my dad understood my situation and decided to put me in HELP.

I'm happy. =)

But it all comes to an end in another 7 days.

Then I'm going shopping! For books, CDs and maybe clothes. And chocolates!

And at the rate our country is going, we're all screwed.

*****

I want to buy Keane's *Under The Iron Sea* and Jamie Cullum's *Twentysomething* and *Catching Tales*. Now, I only need Finance Minister's approval.

One week more...=(

I'm going to miss the Frenchman. I won't be having any classes in the main block when I start my degree. Sigh...so sad.

At least, I saw him wear a different shirt for a change [he always wears this white short-sleeved shirt and brown trousers]. He wore a blue shirt!

I'm a deranged, spastic maddox on the run. Fear me.

*Bluesy* out!

What on earth?

2006-07-26T19:23:00.000+08:00

Yesterday my voice was perfectly fine, but my nose felt stuffy. Today, my nose is okay, but my voice is almost gone! What in the world?

Thank God I'm not going to present anything anymore. Today was the last presentation that required my voice! Whee!

Stats was okay, do-able. I shouldn't have lugged around my textbook today.

I wanted to skip Human Comm class today since everyone I know wanted to skip it, but I had to stay. Otherwise, I have to listen to my mum's long lectures instead.

I saw someone drinking chocolate milkshake the other day, and I got sad because I can't drink it. Damn you, bloody sore throat!

That's for depriving me of indulging in chocolates or things that are related to it! Including coffee!

Don't tell anyone I took the last Cadbury's Blueberry Yoghurt chocolate.

*Bluesy* out!

You took everything, while I was staring at the sun...

2006-07-25T20:05:00.000+08:00

Have I been a bad friend? I know I saw things I mean when I'm angry in here, but at the end of the day, it just shows I'm human after all. Not some motionless robot [that will only prevail when it comes to funerals or weddings]. And that I expect you to feel empathy for change. Put yourself in my shoes, rather than putting yourself in your ballet-dancer shoes.

I think I'm going on and on about this "am I trying to hard to please everyone when I know I can't do it?" situation. I am sick of it. Sometimes you can't be happy too long, neither can you feel sad for too long. It's a horrible feeling. I just wished the earth would swallow me up when these instances arise, but I know I can't because I have to face my own demons. I'm NO coward. I wasn't raised to be one. I wished I wasn't so concerned about everyone else around me, because when that happens, I get worried for no apparent reason.

My head speaks a language I don't understand. It's called the language of betrayal and disgust.

Kind-hearted souls who speak this language, please be a dear and teach me a thing or two about it. I'll buy you Double Chocolate donuts from Dunkin Donuts.

I'm tired of feeling anything. I just wonder what it's like to feel nothing, like what the junkies say they feel when they take drugs.

Maybe I should just sleep on it. When you sleep, everything seems so far away.

No wonder sleeping is one of my talents.

I'll see you in my dreamtown...

I miss the days when I was an annoying 4-year-old. To hell with Barbies. I grew out of it the minute after I opened my birthday present [blame the parents for buying that for me, they claim I wasn't that girly!]. It's no wonder I can never understand the sentiments of being a girl.

I'm screwed up, right?

*****

Can anyone tell me why they think my dad is a comical person? My brother and I don't think so. His jokes aren't exactly funny. And all the stories he tells us are quite old and not exactly interesting [unless, of course, you want to hear him talk about how he cycled from KL to Klang and take photos in a cemetery...then that's real fun].
Me: My friend said you're very funny. You must be happy someone thinks you're funny.
Dad: Most people think I'm funny.
Me: Sometimes you are funny, not all the time.
Dad: NO.
*goes in front, where father is not around*
Me: My friend thinks pa's funny.
Bro: *amazed* No, he isn't! His jokes aren't funny!

You see? Even we don't think he's funny! Probably because we have heard the stories like a billion times already. Like the fact his dog died for his father. And his poser cat who refuses to shake hands with a person more than three times. His cat is a poser because it likes to pose in front of the camera! Cam-whore kitty!

Of course we aren't allowed to keep cats because Auntie Mas hates cats! The evil mummy!

Oh and today I saw the Frenchman [I see him everyday, true, but today his department window was open so I could see him clearly, instead of snooping from the door!]. And I heard him speak in English! *melts* So sexy!

Any Frenchman who can speak in proper, understandable English is HOT!

Arsene Wenger speaks good English, and I think he's quite...

I was just using him as an example!

Before I become a qualified psychologist, please bring me to meet one to treat me for my absolutely random spasticness.

*Bluesy* out!

Boo-hoo!

2006-07-24T14:53:00.000+08:00

I missed classes for the first time. All because I was sick. My eyes hurt. *squints*

Funny. I didn't expect my dad to bring up up the issue of Peter Crouch during dinner last night.
Dad: Did you know that Peter Crouch dumped his girlfriend?
Brother: Yes.
Me: NO! WHERE DID YOU READ IT?
Dad: In the papers-lah! Either Star or NST.
Me: HE BROKE UP WITH THAT ABI CLANCY? YES!! DID THEY SAY WHY?
Dad: I didn't read it, just saw the headlines.
Me: WHY DIDN'T YOU READ IT? YOU SHOULD'VE READ IT. *gets excited, starts sending SMS to Aimee and Sylvien for confirmation*
Mum: Great. Now she thinks she has a chance with him.
Me: I DON'T MIND, HE'S HOT WHAT?
Brother: *stares* Eeew...
Me: THANK GOD HE BROKE UP WITH HER! THAT BIMBO SHOULD DIE! LINGERIE MODELS LIKE HER SHOULD DIE! SO UGLY! AND TO THINK SHE'S MY AGE!
Mum: She's jealous. Now she'll hint that they should go out together. What did your friend say?
Me: *reads Aimee's message* She took drugs and she should be with Mutu.
Mum: Haha!
Me: *reads Sylvien's message* She doesn't care about Crouchy, she cares if he her 'teddy bear' broke up with his girlfriend.
Mum: That's not going to happen. He's going to get married next year. Crazy girl!
Me: I DON'T CARE. I'M GLAD CROUCHY BROKE UP WITH HER! THAT UGLY BIMBO!

I KNEW DREAMING OF HIM WORKING WITH ME IN THAT CSI DEPARTMENT MEANT SOMETHING! I DON'T CARE IF I HAVE A FREAKING FEVER, I KNEW IT MUST HAVE MEANT SOMETHING WHEN I DREAMT OF IT!

Meanwhile England footballer Peter Crouch's girlfriend Abigail Clancy has said her dream is "to marry a footballer, get pregnant and then shop and have fun" for the rest of her life.
-The Daily Mail-

*slaps* THAT'S FOR FLASHING YOUR BOOBS TO THE INNOCENT SOULS THAT ROAM THE EARTH, YOU SLUTTY BIMBO!
*slaps* THAT'S FOR WASTING CROUCHY'S MONEY AND TRYING TO GET PREGNANT WITH HIS SPAWN!
*slaps* THAT'S FOR BEING A BITCH BY TEACHING INNOCENT GIRLS TO TAKE DRUGS!

I hate her. She and the abomination have to die. She's in denial. She keeps saying that she and Crouchy are "very much in love with each other and are still dating and that he knows about her cocaine-snorting life". Get a life-lah, you stupid bitch.

I'm going to sleep now. This is the last week I have to do any bloody presentation/test. Pray that I'm strong enough to fight the damn fever.

P/S: Crouchy's pic in yesterday's NST was so adorable! He's so cute. Even if he's like a skinny coconut tree.

*Bluesy* out!

Sicky me...

2006-07-23T18:00:00.000+08:00

So, the birthday party went well. I am telling you, kids are really a pain in the bum sometimes. They are so annoying. It's bad enough I have a mild fever, don't contribute more to it!

"Can I have the glue?"
"I want the big buttons"
"I want the big flowers"
"Why isn't my badge sticking on to my shirt?"

Dear God, if I had kids like that, I'd slap myself hard in the face.

Ruth is so adorable! She's still tiny, but much more adorable. And much more crankier, if I may add.

Food was obviously great, but no Kulfi Ice Cream. Evil people.

And since I got wet in the rain, my flu is creeping back slowly. Please, leave me alone. Attack me after my finals!

*****

I had this weird dream yesterday afternoon. I dreamt that I was working in some CSI department, and Crouchy worked there with me! That was confusing. No, I didn't watch CSI before I slept! It was weird...CSI department? I practically nearly failed my Biology and I'm working there?

Well, it wasn't actually Crouchy-lah. It was a guy who had Crouchy's face but he was much shorter than Crouchy.

This fever is really starting to get to my head.

*****

My dad said he liked the shirt we got him, but he didn't like the colour [we bought him white, since they were no other options, besides orange and green].

Mum to Dad:
"Happy Birthday!"
"Thank you"
"Bye bye"
"Why did you say bye bye?"
"I wanted to say okay, not bye bye!"

Me to Dad:
"Happy Birthday!"
"See you"
"Where are you going?"
"No, I wanted to say thank you. Not see you!"

They're both crazy.

I'm going to bed now. Wake me up for college tomorrow.

*Bluesy* out!

DOA...

2006-07-22T22:22:00.000+08:00

If my posts aren't as colourful as they usually are, it's because I have problems with my Blogger. Will only edit it later when it gets better. =S

I'm so relieved that my Human Comm assignment is over and done with! I only finished it at 8:30 AM today, half an hour before class began. I went to bed at 12 AM because of that freaking headache, and my mum was kind enough to type out the conclusion for me. I was sick, okay? Have some pity!

Was really lucky she helped out, if not I would have died. I mean it.

I came home and slept, because I was really tired. I deserve the rest.

Still sick, but surviving. All I need is good rest and lots of water. [Thank you, Dr. Chaudhary. I'll pay you with Chrysanthemum Tea. I'm broke okay?]

But at least I'm well enough to go for Ruth's 1st birthday party. She's one already? Wow, time does fly really fast even when you don't want it to!

We're going to Pride of India in Sri Hartamas [again!] tomorrow! The food is yummy! I'm so happy! I'll be taking pictures of food [and people, hopefully].

And Aunt Audrey's cookies and cakes are to die for! Whee!

I get excited when it comes to food. You should know me by now.

Bring on the Kulfi Ice Cream!

And it's my dad's birthday tomorrow! He turns 64! And yes, we haven't wrapped the present yet!

Was watching the Laureus Sports Award just now, and I saw Marcel Desailly! He rocks.

And they had to show THAT goal by Ronaldinho. The one he took on 3 Chelsea defenders and Petr Cech! Why don't you throw cranberry juice on my white T-Shirt while you're at it?

My arm still hurts. I can't wear long-sleeved shirts because when it rubs against the wound, it hurts. Even when I poke it, it hurts more than usual. Of course, when you're injured the last thing you want to do is add another injury there by poking it further.

Damien Duff is joining Newcastle United. Asier del Horno [he is NOT horny!] is leaving for Valencia. I'm dejected. Another one of my favourite blondes is leaving Stamford Bridge. Now I have no more blondes to worship in Chelsea. Can Arjen Robben be considered as a blonde?

No more blondes. That's sad. Knowing me, my list of gorgeous blondes is VERY small. 11 people only.

Was reading this Sinhalese book. Something about the hundreds years of them being in Malaysia. I found out that they named a housing area after my great-grandfather! I didn't know that we were THAT famous or wealthy.

And I wonder why my dad wasn't involved in the confectionery or jewellery industries? My uncle was a baker, and someone who is related to us is a jeweller. Those are a few of my favourite things! If he opened a confectionery shop, I'd be like Augustus Gloop. Very greedy. I am a sucker for sweet things. Jewelleries? Haha...I want more earrings.

The rain today was horrible. I told my parents this:
"The wind today is bad. If Kaka's wife walks on the road today, I bet you she'll be blown away by the wind! That skinny mini-wife of Kaka!"

My mum just laughed because she knows that his mini-wife is incredibly skinny. My dad doesn't even know who Kaka is, let alone Caroline Celico.

Since some MP said that we should import players for our Malaysian football team, my mum suggested we import Crouchy to play for MPPJ Selangor, and I suggested that Johor FC buy Cannavaro. My dad mentioned that we should buy Patrick Vieira and ask him to play for Selangor.

Sometimes I wonder from who did I get my crazy genes from. My mum or my dad?

Dennis Bergkamp's testimonial match is on tonight! I want to see Tomas Rosicky and the new Emirates Stadium. Bye Dennis Bergkamp. We'll miss you.

I can't wait for the EPL to begin! AND FOR MY FINALS TO FINISH! SHOPPING SPREE, HERE I COME!

*Bluesy* out!

Go die lah-you!

2006-07-21T21:43:00.000+08:00

How is it that whenever I'm sick, I tend to be less dramatic than other people I know? I just say I'm sick and rest. Some people have to tell you out that they're sick and don't want to be disturbed, when in truth they don't respect me when I'm sick? They turn on the music so bloody loud when I ask them to and tell me to be quiet, but when I put on my music not that loud, they say to turn it off because they're sick. And worse still, they expect me not to shout or speak at home! I admit I'm loud at home, but hey, when I'm sick, 3/4 of the people who live here shout about and I try to be sensible because I know they won't change because I've lived them for the past 19 years. So why must you be any different from me?

I'm so bloody sick. Emotionally and physically drained. After this dumb report is done, I'm going to sleep the whole day and ignore any other on-goings in the world.

Oh, this is quite funny. Something my mum said.
"I'm sad"
"Why?"
"If I tell you, sure you scold me, so I won't tell you"
"I know. Cavannaro is joining Madrid, he SNUBBED Chelsea!"
"His name is Fabio Cannavaro, not Cavannaro"
"Cavannaro, and he is a carnivorous being, and now he's joining Real Madrid..."
"Zambrotta's going to Barcelona...why are all the people I like to see play for Chelsea not coming to Chelsea? Except for Shevchenko!"
"Oh, that baby! He got baby-face, so cute...Balak can die. Carnivore don't like you all!"

Hmmph...that evil auntie. At least she did admit Shevchenko is cute. We were watching this Champions League game [AC Milan-Bayern Munich game] last night and she went like like "Oh that's my friend Schweinsteiger! And there's that stupid Ballack. Kaka! Shevchenko, he looks adorable...got baby face! Why this Oliver Kahn don't know how to save the ball? He's still playing ah? I thought he retired already..."

My dad said Rooney looks like a chimpanzee! So evil. [Oh yeah, I replied your comment. Go read it]

Just watched one FA Cup Classic match. Chelsea-Arsenal. I saw Zola, Gudjohnsen, and JFH. It did make me sad, everytime I see Gudjohnsen's face, I think of Barcelona and that he's going to play for that team. In maroon and blue. =(

And my mum doesn't know who Zola is! She kept asking me, "Who's Zola? How come I've never heard of him? What happened to him? Got sold? Retired? Why? Oh, gone old already!"

My father wouldn't mind Becks play Arsenal. Apparently he thinks that when Henry falls or dives, the referee awards Arsenal a free-kick for Beckham to take and score! He thinks Becks is everything. Not in a gay way, of course.

The other day I asked whether if he thought Vieira was good-looking, and he said NO. I showed my mum FC's pic in today's paper and she said he's not that good-looking because he shaved his head! Hmmph...

Oh, I found these really beautiful pics. You really have to see them!

*squeals* Comelx [ignore the spelling, I've been using that word since Monday!] to a high!

I think this pic is beautiful. I love pics in black-and-white.

This pic is nice too. My Lah lecturer thinks I'm weird because I like black-and-white pics. She says I fall under the 'exceptional case' category.

Well, you know it's me. I AM EXCEPTIONAL.

Jealous space monkeys can go make friends with the abomination.

*Bluesy* out!

Je ne regrette rien

2006-07-20T18:22:00.000+08:00

Je ne regrette rien. I regret nothing. That's all there is to it. Call me a bitch or whatever you want, I don't care what you call me, because nothing you say can hurt me anymore. You can go suck on your stupid ice-lolly and die!

Life is so full of nonsense and knots. It's just a matter of time we get to unentangle them.

Do you know why I am doing much better than I was during my SPM? It's because everything is in English and more importantly, now they make me think critically. I hate seeing little kids having to memorise EVERYTHING they read in their textbooks ONLY to regurgitate it for a paper that will be thrown away for recycling later on. Where's the fun in learning that way?

And how is it possible that 3 of my friends who were the best of friends for years have all turned into spiteful bitches? Dear God, that's horrible! To think they've been friends for so long and because of something really stupid, they end up bitching about each other? Guess the friendship you three built for 4 years doesn't mean a damn thing to you all anymore.

Lah lecturer is right. Human beings are social animals. We tend to fight to get what we want to survive in life. We're NOT humans, we're animals.

For once she says something that makes sense.

Sree saw that pic of FC with a towel, and she called him TOWEL GUY! Hmmph...evil thing!

And that crazy ManUre fan asked me whether I was going to replace my blog layout with a pic of another guy [I know the 'another guy' she was referring to was FC]! Maybe, but not FC of course. Maybe Adam Brody. Maybe something artsy. Or maybe...something.

Nah-lah...since you know I like him VERY much, I'm going to post one pic for you. Don't complain!

Argh...HOT!

Eh, he looks nerdy! But VERY sexy.

Like that skinny Frenchman's friend, the one I like calling a nerd. He's cute.

Remember kids: We're all social animals.

*Bluesy* out!

Last Concerto?

2006-07-19T22:43:00.000+08:00

Keane is going to perform in Bangkok! Coldplay performed in Singapore! Robbie Williams is going to perform in November in Singapore!

Why are they NOT performing in Malaysia???

*shows angry face* PROTEST!

I want to see Keane in Bangkok!

But INXS is coming to KL...I want to go!

*****

Was watching the FIFA World Cup 2006 goals on TV just now. So many bloody good goals [think Philippe Senderos]! Aww...I miss World Cup! FC was so HOT!

Yes, I know I'm ham-sap. Tell me SOMETHING I DON'T already know!

I saw Crouchy also! He makes me laugh...

I saw Petr Cech in the Italy-Czech game. Felt so sad again.

I feel fat and quite mad. I actually missed 2 steps of the stairs in HELP and nearly fell flat on my face, but I managed to hold on to the railing, but my left arm hurts because I scraped it when I was holding on to the railing.

No more sexy, skinny arms. =(

The only part of me that I like is my arms. Skinny and long.

Now you know why I like people with skinny arms [Yes, Fabio Grosso has very nice arms, but I don't like him, just his arms].

Forgive me. I have been deprived of sleep, no thanks to my stupid Human Comm assignment.

Right now, all I can think about is FC and chocolates.

When YOU sent me this pic, my mum saw it and asked me who it was. When I told her it was the abomination, she just said: "Such a big mouth that abomination got! So ugly!".

Now whenever my mum says something that I don't really like, I tell her: "Don't talk to me, you and the abomination can be friends along with Crouchy's ugly girlfriend!".

Everytime she sees the song 'Buttons' by the Pussycat Dolls, she will ask me: "Is this that Cheryl Tweedy's band?"...sometimes she asks me that question too many times, I just pretend like I didn't hear it. But she does admit that Nicole Scherzinger has a hot body.

When I told her that Wayne Rooney was going to marry his girlfriend, she was like: "He's still young, why does he want to marry her at this age?"

Haha...she makes me laugh.

And she was the one who told me that FC is going to join Real Madrid. Yes, she knows I like him. My new love for 2006. Lampsy is still number one, but FC is Mr. 2006. Don't really remember who Mr. 2000 is [though I still think it's Ole Gunnar Solksjaer - my only favourite ManUre player]. Mr. 2001 would be Lee Ryan, Mr. 2002 is Christopher Gorham, Mr. 2003-2005 is Frank Lampard [though Adam Brody can be mentioned as Mr. 2004-2005] and the current Mr. 2006 is FC.

Don't get me wrong. I knew FC since World Cup 2002. It's just that in 2002, I never got a chance to see Italy play because of my uncle's death. It was really sad. So I never knew how good he was. Now, in 2006, I have seen him play and he's like a rock, like William Gallas and John Terry.

I never idolise some footballer because of his looks. Talents first, then looks. I think Ribery rocks, even when half of the world thinks he's ugly when I don't. Even his wife thinks he rocks.

Yes, he's married.

Oh no, Lampsy hasn't been forgotten. As long he doesn't name his son Loco Patrick, I love him.

*Bluesy* out!

Don't press the panic button!

2006-07-18T19:51:00.000+08:00

Stats quiz was okay...I felt stupid when I answered the first question. I didn't know what the question was about! =S But then after confirming with other smart kids [I'm NOT smart, just lucky!] I felt relieved that my first answer was the same as theirs.

She was right! 4 hours to study 4 chapters of Stats is enough. I studied at 4-5 PM for Chapter 6 [because I wanted to watch Monk and The Simpsons!], and from 10-1 AM for Chapters 7, 8, and 9. She is a genius. She knows us too well.

Well, with the exception of what she said of Brazil, of course. [She said that we shouldn't waste our sleep to watch Brazil play, because everyone knows they will win! Haha...at the end of the day, they lost to France!].

*****

You know how I've always wished I was a born a boy because of the horrible colour of clothes and things that are in line with it [note to self: come up with a list of why I should've been born a boy]? I found a new reason. I hate being a girl because we love to bitch about each other.

By now, some of you know that I don't forgive easily. It's just me. If you hurt me badly, I won't to have anything to do with you. When women fight, we don't make up. We basically bitch, and after the fight we have vendettas at the back of our heads. Of course, it depends on what the fight is about. But even for the smallest reason we fight and we hate each other immediately.

Men have EVERYTHING easy. When they fight, the can kiss and make up within five minutes [or less]. Then don't have any stupid vendettas, instead they don't care. They don't bitch about other guys. They fight and then they are all okay with each other, because frankly they don't know why they fought in the first place.

I told you, I must have been a boy in my past life! Well, I know Malays don't believe in reincarnation but I feel like it's true.

*****

She was talking to me like nothing happened. I can't pretend anymore. I'm dying inside because of all this acting. I'm not like ST. I can never forget and never forgive.

How do you expect me to go back to the time before all this shit happened knowing that it did happen? I'm NO fake. I can't pretend to be happy and forget that it ever happened like you! You don't have my trust and respect anymore. I just felt like stabbing myself when you talked to me, VERY NICELY. After all that drama you caused that day, you expect me to forgive you? NO WAY!

I may appear like a stupid little girl that people can just manipulate me to get what they want, but I'm not THAT stupid to see all these lies. When she sat with us today, I just wanted to run away and sit somewhere else. I hate being a bitch, but I'm still a wounded tiger. I can't be really forgiving because when that happens, everyone will climb over my head. After what happened with my cousin's family [the incident with the stolen jewelleries and 'lost' shirt], I've learnt never to let anyone get to my head. That's how I broke up with my 3rd ex [who shall remain nameless in this blog]. I've grown up.

Don't try to be nice with me. You're not getting back my trust, friendship, and respect. You can go around lying to the world, but NOT me.

This is why I hate being a girl. Too much emotion all racked up in one body.

*****

I need to buy a new stapler, since my new one is lost without trace. Sigh...

Finals is like in two weeks time. Then, my one-year journey of seeing myself taller in more ways all comes to an absolute end; and my 2-month journey of doing absolutely nothing comes to an awesome start.

My dad said we might be going to Aussie for a holiday. I haven't been on a holiday since my SPM ended [One-day road-trips to Melaka or Johor are NOT counted as holidays! Even the trip to Trolak was NOT a holiday because it was a leadership camp!] so I DEFINITELY deserve a break. *fingers crossed* I got most of the stuff I wanted [digital camera, Chelsea biography, ASTRO] after each semester, so after my third semester, I want a holiday. Either that, or I want to go on a shopping spree. Better yet, if I don't get any of those, I prefer to sleep.

Good news is I get to spend more time at home and with my friends that will be leaving the country soon. Swarna's leaving to Indonesia while Sham's going back to Russia.

Speaking of Sham, I went to her house today and it was fun to see her! She can actually cook and she bought me a doll-in-another-doll thing. Can't remember what they're called but it's lovely! I've always wanted one of those!

She can cook and she's a vegetarian! Would you believe this girl?

I agree with her mum and sister. She won't last long as a vegetarian. Even if that's her resolution.

Why am I being SO negative? I should be supportive! Just because I denounce vegetables altogether, doesn't mean I must disrespect a person who believes in eating vegetables!

This looks gay. Oh Petr, why did you have to be photographed doing such an act? Eh, he's got big arms! But still skinny. =)

Cannavaro's going to Real Madrid. Sigh...we didn't pray hard enough now, did we?

I'm going to eat fruits to entertain myself. Can't keep eating McDonalds' Chocolate Sundae with extra chocolate.

I want an Italian player in the Chelsea team!

Oh wait, we got Carlo Cudicini already, so no need for one.

I'm sad. Don't talk to me. =(

*Bluesy* out!

Nerdy...

2006-07-17T19:35:00.000+08:00

I wear glasses. I carry books in my hand. I get reasonably good grades. I can be klutzy with my stuff. And I can do that handsign from Popular [will upload that pic once I get someone to take the pic for me!]. USING BOTH HANDS.

This could ONLY mean one thing: I AM TURNING INTO A NERD.

And I desperately need help. I haven't studied anything [anything sounds harsh, let's say a bit] of Statistics and I have a bloody quiz tomorrow. She knows we haven't studied a thing, and she did this on purpose! At first she said it was going to be on Thursday, then she said Wednesday, now it's Tuesday, which is TOMORROW.

How do you think I'm going to study Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9 in ONE BLOODY NIGHT?

*cries* I'm dead.

And she said that 4 hours is enough to cram in all FOUR chapters.

NOT ENOUGH!!!!

And today, brilliantly enough, I left my wallet at home. Of all the days in the world, the security guards in HELP asked me for my ID! Hmmph...and of all the days in the world, my security money of RM10 I keep in my handphone pouch was not with me. All because my mum borrowed the money to pay for the eggs she bought from our neighbour [who sells eggs]. So I was broke. =( ST was kind-hearted enough to lend me RM10 for lunch. I was planning on skipping lunch though.

Before you ask me any weird questions, yes. I KEEP RM10 IN MY HANDPHONE POUCH FOR SECURITY REASONS IN CASE I FORGET MY WALLET. THAT RM10 WILL ONLY BE USED IN TIMES OF EMERGENCIES, AND NOT FOR BUYING EARRINGS ON AN IMPULSIVE-SHOPPER MOMENT.

*****

Apparently Damien Duff is moving to Spurs! No, Duffy! DON'T GO! DON'T LEAVE ME!!!

Oh well, better Spurs than ManUre. In fact, if he leaves, he can join any other team BUT ManUre.

And Jermain Defoe better NOT join ManUre! Please DON'T go, Jermain, you'll only ruin your life!

Why is everyone telling me that Fabio Cannavaro is going to Chelsea [they've been hearing it everywhere - radio, TV, papers]? I thought he was going to Real.

Don't believe anything until you see it with your own eyes.

And this is SO funny. Even if I don't understand a word of Vietnamese, I think it's funny!

John Terry = Keanu Reeves? Haha...I want to watch The Lake House!

*****

And what is SO great about Siti Nurhaliza getting married to THAT mysterious Datuk K? I knew it was him all along since the news of it were being published by alomst every newspaper. Who cares if she's Malaysia's number one entertainer since Sudirman or P. Ramlee [my parents thought they were legends, you know-lah those two!]? I don't care. Why would I care if someone is getting married while there are millions of people dying everyday due to AIDS, malnutrition, and war? All that money can be used to feed those sad souls around the world. Is it any wonder why whenever I see kids in Somalia looking very ill, I just cry my eyeballs out?

Why does every TV station make it such a big news when she's getting married? 15 minutes worth of her news on TV is NOT worth it. I'd rather watch paint dry rather than see her in the news. So annoying.

Yes, she's a multi-millionairess, and I'm NOT. But Paris Hilton is a multi-millionaires too, and I'm NOT jealous of her.

*****

Oh, was watching Simpsons earlier and thought that Lisa's rant about dolls reminded me of me. I had a Barbie doll and never played with it again since I thought it was the ugliest thing I've ever seen. =S

"Thinking makes you have wrinkles" Har-dee-bloody-har-har.

*Bluesy* out!

Things that annoy you in the morning...

2006-07-16T17:25:00.000+08:00

1. Some stupid TV drama that shows a girl acting all 'manja manja sayang sayang' with her significant other. I think it's very cheesy. Yes, I'm boyfriend-less and I don't get the joys of being in love. I'm spiteful and bitter. Hello, I had boyfriends to understand what love was all about. So think before you say I'm super-spiteful!
2. My mum won't let me watch Mr.Bean because she thinks he's stupid [though I have to admit that his antics are really stupid]. How is it that my dad and I are the ONLY 2 sane people who thinks Mr.Bean is funny? Hmmph...at least it's better than watching Senario, don't you think?
3. Finding out that the abomination is 2 years older than Frank Lampard. WTF? Oh you ugly thing that my mother resents, I hope you die. [Sylvien said he loves older women, so I've got no chance to be with him. The evil girl!]
4. Finding out that 19-year-olds get all the best guys. WHY KAKA? WHY PETER CROUCH? WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO ME?
5. My mum telling me that I'm jealous of Abigail Clancy [Crouchy's very ugly and slutty girlfriend]. I'm not jealous, just annoyed!

I'm lazy to even do my Human Comm assignment and it's due next Saturday, which is like *counts days* 6 days more!

Argh! I am dead! Help me...

Oh and my mum just asked me who the guy on my MSN display pic was. When I told her it was Fabio Cannavaro, she just sighed.

She must think I'm obsessed with him.

The other day we saw Crouchy on TV, and I told her I like him, she asked me: "Since when? I thought you hated him!". Haha...now she thinks I'm mad because I told her I want to marry Aaron Lennon.

At least she knows some footballers now. Then she won't go round referring Eidur Gudjohnsen as 'the one with the yellow hair'.

I miss him. At least he went to Barca and NOT ManUre. My mum thought he went to Manure. Yech! I don't fancy seeing him in the all-new ugly ManUre jersey, with AIG as their new sponsor.

Rooney can't sleep without the vacuum on. If he can't find a vacuum, he gets a fan or a hairdryer! I bet he lived in Malaysia he wouldn't dare to do such a thing with the new electricity rates. He's rich...so to him, money isn't an issue.

If he married you, you would be dying inside when he does that.

*Bluesy* out!

Unwell

2006-07-15T20:09:00.000+08:00

*feels forehead* I think I have a fever. Quite sad. I've been out just now to KLCC to get some stuff for dad and my best friend. Headache, I tell you. It's SO hard to buy anything for my dad. You try buying him a shirt, I think it's a lot easier to get the shirt stitched for him. So picky.

I think it's unfair if people say David Beckham is suffering from OCD and he's psycho. Because I feel at times, we're our own Adrian Monk. We tend to get obsessed over every little thing. Like my mum. She's obsessed about what shirt I wear over my jeans. My dad is obsessed about getting rid of lizards [he goes ballistic when he sees one!] and what kind of shirts he like to buy. My brother? I think he's obsessed about his Japanese anime. Me? Haha...I'll tell you things I think you people should know.

1. I have two RM 50 notes [RM 100] as my security money. Once I use any one of the RM 50 note, I freak out. Because I know I might start using the spare change which will only leave me with RM 50, and as a result, I use that money when I'm short of cash, therefore leaving me with no money for myself at all.
2. I hate people using my stuff, especially my mug, my soap and shampoo, and toothbrush. I get very cranky.
3. I cannot stand pink stuff. This afternoon while we were at KLCC, we went to the children's floor at ISETAN, and I got stressed up looking at the many variations of Barbie dolls, which were in PINK. I felt my head spin...
4. I buy blue stuff because I think it brings me luck. Even if I wear something read or brown or black or green or any other colour, I must have at least one blue item to go with the outfit. Otherwise, no one goes anywhere.
5. I collect cans and bottles. I got mad when my dad drank my Sarsi and threw the can away!

I don't think you can consider that as being obsessed, but hey, we are all obsessed about how we do certain things. So in a small way, don't you think we also suffer from OCD?

And I hate going to shopping malls. You can see kids who are blessed with awful fashion styles, kids who say FCUK as "fe-chuk", kids who are rude, and kids who work at some shop who don't entertain customers but decide to entertain themselves by fussing about how they look and staring at the mirror, leaving us the poor customers unattended.

I saw this original Chelsea and England jersey. Both cost RM 199 and RM 249 respectively. There were so many lovely shirts, but I didn't have my Finance Minister with me. *frowns*

Anyway, I'm just lucky, not smart. So, for the love of God, stop saying I'm humble and the likes. It really gets under my skin.

Anyway, since I'm having a fever, I'll just annoy you people further.

Aww...ain't that cute? JT and Crouchy. I love them very much. I love JT. I love Crouchy [he's okay what compared to Rooney?].

Nah...satisfied? Stupid girl! Don't get all horny now! You mad annoying cow I have for a best friend of 15 years! Grr...That goes for other kids who are viewing this pic. Control those raging hormones in your body!

Oh wow...HOT! Even if his shorts is light blue and have daisy prints on them, he still looks like God!

He looks like a rugby player here! But still HOT!

Okay, you know I am obsessed about skinny and tall guys, right? But FABIO CANNAVARO is not tall or skinny. You might be asking me, why on Earth am I in love him? Truth is, he may be short and not so skinny [I absolutely dislike guys with rippling muscles like gayboy!], but he's NOT blonde [I only like 10 blondes in my life...not that many, I know] and I think he's a great defender, that's what makes him even hotter. I told you, I admire a player for his skills, then I make them very *oh-you-are-so-godly-I-want-to-have-an-affair-with-you*. That sums it up.

I never liked JT at first, but then he became quite a hero for us, so now I'm in love with him. Eh, that didn't sound right. It should've been I admire him.

*Credits to Yasmin for the last two pics*

In the morning, I had this weird vision of Paris Hilton and Frank Lampard together. I mean, they were frolicking on the beach a la Stars Are Blind.

It wasn't exciting, I should be thinking that I was there with him, and not that Paris! Grrr....

This fever is doing me more harm than I thought.

*Bluesy* out!

Is it any wonder?

2006-07-14T22:24:00.000+08:00

Excuse my rather mad post earlier. Was really bored.

Got to college quite late today. Stopped at the board to check my Human Comm marks, only to find my name wasn't there! Is it any wonder why I should feel afraid?

What if my answer script got missing?
What if I accidentally took back the answer script back home?
What if he forgot to mark it?
What if I did very badly that's why my marks weren't displayed?
What if he didn't like me because apparently I never pay attention in class?

So I get to class and ask him what happened to my marks. He said he'll check it when he gets back to the other block and I should know my marks by 11 or so.

And sure enough, the new set of results were out and at 12:30 PM I checked it, and I saw my name there this time. I got 17 out of 20.

That was unexpected. I thought I'd only get 10 and below, knowing how badly I did it! Of course YOU of all people would know HOW I actually answer my questions. Rather rubbishically. So getting 17 is really shocking.

Last-minute studying helps, even when you write utter nonsensical answers.

***

I think I am going to scare the future "Mr.I'm-Rowena's-boyfriend" off because I tend to argue on petty things AND I say things that I don't really mean [which is why I wished I was born with a rewind button on some part of my body]. Even if I do successfully get one, I want him to be a sensitive and football-mad guy.

***

Guess what, happy people? I ate fruits for lunch today! A slice of papaya and a packet of watermelons! I want to stay fit, healthy, and wealthy!

I am saving the money to buy the books for my birthday.

And of course, my parents were shocked when I told them I ate fruits for lunch.

[Well, I didn't tell them that I ate fruits for lunch. I told them I had fried rice and fruits for lunch. I have to say that because if I don't my dad will screw me inside out!]

Is it any wonder why I feel less dumber than I already am?

P/S: I'm not as stupid as YOU think I am.

*Bluesy* out!

What I want for my birthday...

2006-07-14T00:28:00.000+08:00

Since my mummy gave me an early birthday present, I would like to have some of the following for my birthday.

John Terry, Captain Marvel: The Biography.
Ah...this book is beautiful. Ever since I saw it in MPH in May, I knew I had to have it. That's why I'm saving money by eating fruits for lunch. RM 120++. Ouch...

Totally FRANK. Frank Lampard: My Autobiography.
Sorry, I couldn't find a bigger pic of this one. I REALLY want this for my birthday! This would definitely burn a bigger hole in my pocket, especially once I use my money to buy JT's book! Sponsors, anyone?

iPod nano.
I thought my dad was going to buy me this baby when he asked me what's the difference between a PDA and an iPod! How would I know if he was just embracing modern technology? If you knew my dad, he's NOT exactly technology-friendly. We have to do ALMOST EVERYTHING for him. Of course he knows how to use the fridge and on the telly. The rest? Zilch interest.

Him.

*stares* Dear God, I've made him look very unhero-like! The second pic is HOT! [was planning to put that naked oily bum pic of his, but I didn't want to make him look very unhero-like or make people think I'm getting much more ham-sap and madder than I already am]

BUT he has a family, and I'm no home-wrecker.

Aww...his kids are so cute! At least they have normal names like Andrea, Christian, and Martina, rather than LUNA COCO!

I will try to think of other things that I want for my birthday.

A plane ticket to London would be wonderfully nice.

*Bluesy* out!

What Zidane did...

2006-07-13T15:43:00.000+08:00

I read what Zidane had to say about why did headbutted Marco 'what's-a-terrorist?' Materazzi. He said that Materazzi insulted his mother and sister, that's why he reacted that way.

If it were MY last game and I was provoked that way, I would react the same way. It has happened before. I'm not afraid of defending my family, especially my parents [regardless of how many times I've complained about them]. Old blog readers would remember this.

That was how far I stood up for my family. For my parents. I don't care if I'm called a villain by anyone in this world, but I know I did the right thing. What's more important than family?

Every time I think of that incident, I realise that I would go far for my family. And now after reading what Zidane had to say about the whole incident, it made me cry.

I don't understand why I shouted that way. I've gotten angry, yes. But this was beyond my normal anger. He called my dad an uneducated bastard, how would you expect me to react? I wasn't like my brother who told me keep it down. I wanted to punch him or throw some stick at his face, but because of my midget-like size, I couldn't do anything of that sort. So I had to stick to shouting profanities at him. Even if I tried headbutting him, my head would probably be broken by now.

I'm a VERY family person. No one insults my family and gets away with it. Once, my stupid 3rd ex was angry at my dad, and told his friends bad things about him. I had to write him a letter saying how hurt I felt and told him why my father was my absolute everything.

I swear I'd never go out with someone who insults my dad or even my mother. They should screw themselves inside out before they do anything.

Zinedine Zidane, I respect you. Regardless of what you did that day, I've always been a fan of yours. I like the fact you love your family and how far you'd stand up for them. Thank you for the memories.

***

Enough of that mush. I can't get Cannavaro's six-pack abs out of my head! So damn sexy! *drools* Since I'm so super-obsessed with that pic I shall post it again!

I showed the pic to my mum, and she thinks he's quite hot. Haha...

Today she made me angry by saying that gayboy looked handsome in the pic in The Star! Hmmph...he's NOT!

CANNAVARO IS!!!

Lalala...sexy, everything about you so sexy...

I'm getting obsessed now...HOT HOT HOT! How can you say that Paul Robinson is HOTTER than him??? You crazy girl!

So which Italian is coming to Chelsea now? Nesta or Cannavaro?

Oh, my mum just gave me this dragon-fly necklace, claiming it's an early birthday gift. My birthday is like in another 3 months time. A bit too early, don't you think?

The cashier and the waiter in PizzaHut called me 'kakak'! Hmmph! And today the plumber called me auntie!

Honestly, do I look or sound THAT old to you?

I'm depressed.

*Bluesy* out!

It's your birthday...

2006-07-12T19:52:00.000+08:00

Happy birthday, you idiot. May you grow old and grumpy with lots of kids that annoy the hell out of you and a wife that does not support ManUre. Bless you.

The day has seen the light. Celebrate the day.

I bought FourFourTwo. They had many, many, many pics that left me drooling. I have been doing that of late. Sorry.

When I get my Top 100 Hot Guys list out, you will see many skinnies being listed down. [Note: You would see Crouchy's name there].

This is proof of why I say my mum is not as weird as I thought she was.
"Shakira's on MTV!"
"So pretty. She doesn't look as though she a Latino"
"She looks like one! She is one anyway! She is so much better looking than that abomination!"
"Who's the abomination?"
"She is Frank Lampard's wife who's ugly and short and has big boobs and can't name her child using a normal name!!"
"Oh, that woman? How can you compare them both? Shakira is even prettier than that woman!"

HAHAHA! Auntie Mas hates Elen Rives! Such a good mummy, that Auntie Mas.

Oh, and that day when I felt hurt, the karaoke lady sang very loudly. I was in a bad mood and she soured my mood even further. My dad noticed how sad and annoyed I looked, he went over to the lady's house and told her off. She has been singing with the volume much lower than usual. Aww...he loves me. =)

I'm going shopping this weekend!

Well, I'm not going shopping for myself, but to buy presents for 3 [YES, THREE!] people who celebrate their birthdays next week. Christina [19 on July 20th], my niece Raviena [11 on July 21st] and my daddy [64 on July 23rd].

I'm going to buy myself a nice blue mug, after my mum broke my black mug which I used for less than two months a few weeks back. The current mug I'm using is too small and fat for me. I don't like it!

I have a question for you. How many of you have actually heard of Didier Drogba, Mateja Kezman, Petr Cech, Jiri Jarosik, Paulo Ferreira and Ricardo Carvalho [oh, I spotted this very cute pic of him with his son!] before they joined Chelsea? I only remember Didier when I saw him play against Newcastle during the UEFA Cup. The last two? They played for Porto. I didn't know them then, the ONLY one I knew from Porto was Deco because he looked like Doug Robb [if you think I'm blind just keep quiet]. How can Lysa say they are Real Madrid? They got some known people to join them. We take in unknown people to join us, and make them known. Unless she was talking about Zidane saying Real Madrid's biggest mistake was letting Claude Makelele go. But Chelsea definitely ain't Real Madrid.

Oh...before I go...this was my 'cinta' way back in Form 3...he stole my heart. He's so SKINNY and HOT. Sigh...if only you were mine.

Oh yes, you sexy skinny human being named Christopher Gorham. I still love you. How can anyone NOT like him? He has kissable lips!!! He's so HOT and SKINNY!

Oh wait. I forgot. Half of the population of the people I know prefer fleshier guys because apparently they act as their knight in shining armour and they can bully these fleshy guys easily.

Eh, I'm not miang okay? I show you Fabio Cannavaro's pic. Damn...

Oh my God...so sexy! *drools* Are all captains supposed to be this sexy? Okay, I haven't exactly seen JT topless, but everyone knows he's sexy. Oh, make that only 7 people I know.

And now for Andriy Shevchenko...

Oh...he's sexy alright! I love you. Haha!

I'm not miang! Just showing you the people that get me high just by looking at them!

I'm going to bed with a lot of men tonight...don't be jealous okay?

*Bluesy* out!

Say my name...

2006-07-12T00:00:00.000+08:00

Kids, today I'll teach you the many variations of my name.

1. Ro-way-na
The absolutely MOST annoying way to pronounce my name. Mostly used by former classmates and former school teachers. Currently, some HELP students destroy my lovely name by calling me this way.

2. Ro-were-na
Ridiculous. Mostly used by my Lah lecturer. Slowly being picked up by some other Lah students.

3. Ro-wen-na
Dear God, what is so hard in pronouncing my name? Mostly used by Human Comm lecturer.

4. Jo-vi-na
Was called by this name once by Durga.

5. Ri-be-na
Yes, I haven't been spared of this. Jokes like "You drink Ribena?" and "Where's your Ribena bottle?" have gone completely stale with me. Mostly used by annoying little kids aged 8 and below. Pesky bunch of future adults!

6. Re-bec-ca
Rebecca? I don't see myself with this name. Mostly used by a dimwit [and friends] who wanted to hit on me but backed off after finding out I was a Malay.

7. Na-o-mi
Eh? Don't ask. Mostly used by an auntie I know.

8. No-ri-na
Eh again?

Kids, before I grow senile and grumpy like some OLD people I know, please learn to pronounce my name properly.

It's RO-WEE-NA. The 'WE' is pronounced 'we'.

Really, is it that hard to say my name?

Ro-wee-na...

I told you I should have been a Juliana! Or Julian. Or some name that MOST people have heard of!

Grrr....so annoying.

Next time if anyone asks me for my name, I'll say Coco.

Next thing you know, YOU will start calling me coconut. You predictable idiot.

Wentworth Miller acted in Popular? The show I used to get excited about in Form 3 because of Christopher Gorham [My God, he's so skinny and tall and gorgeous I tell you! Such a leng-chai!]. How come I never noticed him? Yerr...oh well, now I can successfully 'cuci-mata' on him while watching Prison Break [I love this show!].

I am ham-sap, but not THAT ham-sap, you know.

Speaking of Christopher Gorham...he was on my top 100 list. *drools* He's sexy.

Yes, I think certain skinnies are HOT. That includes Crouchy and Lee Ryan.

Don't be jealous...

*Bluesy* out!

Nothing to say...

2006-07-11T21:42:00.000+08:00

I feel like I'm being a bitch by telling the truth. Is it wrong for me to state the truth? Is it wrong for me to speak my mind?

I want to forget all this, but I have to face my demons. It will all be over in another 4 weeks. Life will be back to normal after that, because I want to go on a shopping spree. I need to buy some books and CDs, and some shoes [my current shoes are not like what they used to be] and maybe some clothes.

It's Jeevan's birthday tomorrow.
And it's also my last ex's birthday.

Don't ask me why I fall in love with guys who were born on the 12th of July, 1987. It's purely coincidental.

I've gotten a bit of money. Thanks Mar. Not my fault. =p

I found my '100 HOT GUYS OF 2002' list. Truth is, I don't remember some of them. I remember seeing Hargreaves, Beckham [what in the world?], and Inzaghi there. Got loads more, but can't remember who they are or how they look like. Der GreedyPants was also there [I ought to shoot myself!] !

I am planning on creating a new '100 HOT GUYS' list. I haven't done this in ages! I swear Der GreedyPants won't even make it to the list. Haha...

Next time anyone wears the gayboy's shirt, you'll get a punch from me. That is, if I know you, of course.

Dear God, please make footballers name their kids with sensible names. Luna Coco Patricia Lampard? The abomination has to DIE. Suddenly Summer Rose doesn't sound that horrible anymore. I hope you don't become like your stupid mummy, Luna.
Dear God, look at her ugly hands! What does he see in the abomination anyway? She's much older than him! The ugly thing!

I love Celebrate The Day! Makes me feel like dancing...

I'm so lazy to do anything. Especially my Human Comm assignment.

Oh, and I found a female version of gayboy! She's related to me! She used to have curly hair, but she got it straightened. Everything about her reminds me of gayboy! Yech...

Montoya is leaving F1 to join NASCAR? Mar, you must be depressed.

Don't worry, I'll buy you lots of Chrysanthemum Tea for tomorrow. Just for you [Jeevan, it's not for you, so don't you even think about it!].

See how much I love you?

Oh yeah, the guy in the Continental advert IS Timo Hildebrand. He's HOT.

*Bluesy* out!

FORZA ITALIA!!!

2006-07-10T18:58:00.000+08:00

Italy won the World Cup! I did tell SOMEONE that it would go to penalties, but she said it would finish during extra-time or normal-time. I told you no one listens to me.

The winning colour is definitely BLUE. True, the French are known as Les Bleus, but they weren't all blue, like Italia.

I don't have an idea why Zidane did that headbutt for. Stupid Materazzi!

Fabio Cannavaro is the best captain I've ever seen [apart from JT]. He was so tensed up during the penalties, while the rest were celebrating.

Apparently, it is rumoured that he has signed a deal with Chelsea for 3 years.
*rubs eyes*
I was telling Mar that the EPL didn't have any Italians [Carlo Cudicini and Zola are Italians, but don't think they've played for Italy before] currently, and how nice it would be if we had some Italian players, and I just mentioned Cannavaro.

Still I think Italians playing in the EPL looks weird. I don't think we need Cannavaro because we got John Terry [unless we're planning to sell Paulo Ferreira or William Gallas].

Gattuso flashing his underwear was...well, I got nothing to say.

Franck Ribery is NOT ugly. Sure, he has scars all over his face, it's not like he asked for them. It's not his fault if he got involved in a car accident when he was 2 and he was flung out through the windshield and got all those cuts.

He rejected offers to do plastic surgery because he knows that the looks ain't important, but the way he plays matters the most.

Maybe he could teach gayboy a lesson about playing football and not acting gay.

I'm craving for pizza. Excuse me, whenever I have my cramps, I am ALWAYS craving for something.

I think I've fallen in love with Cannavaro, and maybe Buffon.

I really thought Cannavaro deserved to win the Golden Ball award. But Zidane won it...

By the way, is Timo Hildebrand [screw the spelling, German surnames are impossible to spell!] the Continental tyre advert guy? It looks like him, but I'm not sure. He looks like Nicky.

My mum thinks Jens Lehmann is cute.
So is Lukas Podolski and Bastian Schweinsteiger.
She thinks Shrek has cute cheeks.
She laughed at me when I said I wanted to marry Aaron Lennon after telling her on why I think Aaron and I would go together.
She thinks gayboy is gay and he MUST die. And she hates him everytime he opens his mouth.
She thinks Camoranesi is cute and calls him SAMURAI.
She said Elen Rives is short and ugly.
She thinks Ribery is not ugly [I got called Mrs. Ribery by Sylvien today! All because I told his life story on how he got his scars on his face! Evil girl!].
She calls Podolski her friend.
She adds '-ski' to every other German player [how does Lahm-ski and Schweinsteiger-ski sound to you?].

I didn't speak to her. She ignored our existence. Not my loss. Not my problem. Go shag trees if you like.

Due to much obejction from the environmentalist amongst the EatingSquad members, I will stop asking people to shag or fuck trees. Screw you, MangoCheeseCake!

I'm hungry! Ooh...two days more and we're going to have cake! I hate the date because of someone, and I love it because of YOU. You stupid RotiSardine.

I know why the French lost. The Frenchman and co ate at PizzaHut on Thursday. They jinxed the team. And today they didn't open the IT Department. They weren't even there! Probably depressed or something. But I did see them at 2 PM.

One month without football. Sigh...

*Bluesy* out!

It comes to an end...

2006-07-09T13:01:00.000+08:00

The World Cup ends tomorrow morning. There goes my daily dose of football drama. Oh well, EPL will be starting soon. Can't wait for that!

Schweinsteiger [screw the spelling!] rocked! He really did [and I take back the term 'showboater' from him]. He could've gotten a hattrick, if it weren't for that own goal.

Oh well, as least Germany won third place. See I told you, Portugal don't deserve to be in the semi-finals in the first place. Bloody cheaters.

And that gayboy is really starting to annoy me [he has been since 2003 anyway]. Everytime I see him on TV I have to shield my eyes from viewing such ugly things.

He faked falling in the penalty area IN FRONT OF THE REFEREE! And NO ONE from the German squad touched him! The stupid thing.

He should be in Hollywood, instead of Old Trafford.

The media has deprived me of seeking joy from watching gayboy cry. I'm sure he ran to the dressing room and cried there! Haha...

I'm in no way jealous or in love with him. Stupid thing.

Oh...I wished we bought Bastian [so hard to type out his name!] instead of that GreedyPants. I didn't like him at first because he scored a goal against Chelsea [that goal was similar to his second goal]. I called him 'swine' [okay-lah, I know I'm mean!]. But now both of us are good friends and we have teh-tarik in the evenings with Steven Gerrard [my new friend too!].

I'm craving for chocolate. Coated with something creamy. No, I'm not depressed.

Just hungry.

Match 64: France vs Italy. Renault vs Ferrari. Croissant vs Pizza. Paris vs Milan.

I don't care who wins. Either one wins, I'm happy. =)

Besides, they're all blue! Tee-hee!

*Bluesy* out!

Would I?

2006-07-08T16:51:00.000+08:00

The question at the back of my mind right now is really killing me.

"Would you forgive her if you see her on Monday?"

Sadly, I can't answer that. Most people who know me know that I have a hard time forgiving the enemy. Worse still, I can't forgive someone who claims to be my friend and hurts me in the end by stabbing me from behind.

So yeah, no one's perfect. I never said I was. I don't expect that girl to be perfect either. But the fact is we all expect our friends to laugh and cry with us. We share secrets and jokes. But that girl just threw it all away to clear her name.

After I tried my level best to help you, is this the treatment you think I truly deserve? This backstabbing? I'm sorry if you tried sending me messages online when I wasn't at my desk [there's a reason why I put HAVING DINNER, BATHING, EATING LUNCH in caps and put my status as busy on my MSN Messenger, you know] and I never replied them. It's not my fault if I have some errands to do. You seriously don't expect me to be at my desk everytime you call, especially when I'm having my dinner? Unless you're heartless and want my mum to slap me. And I'm sorry if I reply you late, because you have already gone offline by the time I get back. Even if I was busy, you could've sent me an SMS, since my phone and I are inseparable ever since that other incident.

But NO. Everytime I send you messages, you never reply. I don't expect you to do much with your phone anyway.

Like when we had that discussion on Thursday, I put in all my effort despite having to run around to photostat and bind my Lah report. I was busier than anyone I know [an understatement, I know, but bear with me] on Thursday...I had to hand in my Lah report, and had that stupid Law of Contract thing as well. I haven't been sleeping well since Wednesday and Thursday, only 4 hours of sleep. You think that's enough? And what did you do? You gave us a crummy paper which had no relevance to the topic and left for Sunway Pyramid with your friend to go ice-skating.

So come Friday, you come in late for class, never bothered to ask us what were you going to talk about and ignored us. And worst of all things to happen at an 8 AM class after having barely 4 hours of sleep again, is for you to accuse me of giving you the wrong information for our assignment! I was just done with the lecturer, asking him bout the culture thing, and there you are, shouting and accusing me for telling you something completely different from what another friend of ours did for her assignment. Look, I gave the best explanation possible, and if you think I did that for you to score lower marks than me [don't be stupid, I don't care what you get, as long as I did my best, that's all that matters!] and think what the other friend did was right, then by all means, ask her! Don't ask me! I'm just plotting your downfall, anyway. So why bother asking me?

ST and I feared this would happen when we were having our breakfast. We were just worried if she accuses us for not informing her or that sort.

True enough, the thing we feared did happen. She blatantly accused the two of us for the things that were entirely her fault. I mean, would you borrow the DVD from your lecturer for your friend who ask you to lie for her just because she watched the Brazil-Japan game at 3 AM and couldn't wake up the next day? Hello, I haven't had the best of sleeps or naps either. I can still get up after watching a 3 AM game and get ready for college! During the semi-finals which were shown at 3 AM, I was up the whole night doing some final touches for my Lah report and I could still go to college despite having 4 hours of sleep!

When the lecturer just said "You're going to lose 10 marks" and you just calmly answered "It's okay, I don't care about it. I don't need the 10 marks" and then he decided to give you another shot and not us, I was crying inside. Why did he do that? It was so unfair for the 3 of us.

And you claim you put in effort for the thing? Oh sure, let me know which part of ice-skating in Sunway Pyramid is constituted as putting in effort? I would have said I married Aaron Lennon and claimed to put in effort for my projects if I wanted to.

And you told us that at 9:30AM yesterday you went to the library to help your friend find the lecturer! What the hell? We had a presentation at 11 AM and you don't know anything about what you're going to say, but you had time to go escort your friend to meet the lecturer at the library in Wisma HELP?

Do I think it's fair you get to do another presentation again, while we don't? Personally, I don't think so!

ST and me knew she'd do it yesterday. It's just that we weren't aware how bad a blow it could be for us. That's why we cried. We were hurt. We never expected all this from her.

I'm not sitting and moping about it. It's just that, I needed to really get it off my chest. The real truth. My anger in yesterday's post didn't illustrate anything of what happened yesterday.

I wonder how I'll face her on Monday. I've got nothing to hide. I can be nice to you. Depends on which definition of 'nice' you're looking at. You know how I can cry and lose my temper at the same time, right? Just that I don't want people to see that nasty side of me. If you push too hard, you might get a glimpse of 'that' me. Trust me, you don't want to get acquainted with 'that' me.

I don't care what you call me, becuase it won't hurt anymore.

The song really fits my mood. I'm addicted.

To Ms. ChrysanthemumTea, Ms. ParmesanCheese, and Mr. RotiSardine: Thank You. Looking forward to Wednesday.

Has anyone seen Ms. MangoCheeseCake anywhere?

*Bluesy* out!

I'm entertaining myself...

2006-07-07T22:45:00.000+08:00

I'm keeping myself happy from the shit that happened this day. So bear with me.

Look at this...I think it's funny!

Haha! Look at him cry! I noticed something...he has NO leg hair! I mean if a guy doesn't have chest hair, at least having leg hair would make them look manly in some way. But this gayboy doesn't have both, that's so UNMANLY. So, it further proves my theory that he's gay! It's like watching a featherless chicken run! Eeewww....

There a site called ihateronaldo.com, and you can find anything about this cheater here! They even have funny pics [like the one above]! I never knew this site existed until yesterday and apparently they have asked the visitors to vote AGAINST Cristiano Ronaldo so that he doesn't win the Young Player Award. They urged visitors to vote for Luis Valencia from Ecuador.

Yesterday afternoon, the gayboy was leading. But by night, Luis Valencia was leading!

But, Lukas Podolski won it. The FIFA people said gayboy didn't win it because of what he did to Rooney and they way he faked getting fouled in the penalty area just to get a penalty. Haha...serves you right!

Sleep is good when you're hurt. Helps you escape pain for a while. You need to get out of that pain. It's not like you're running away from it. It's more of me looking a fortress of solitude to block unwanted thoughts and the pain. I want the pain to subside in dreams.

Sandman, take them away and give me happy dreams.

Thank you. Everyone.

*Bluesy* out!

It won't hurt anymore...

2006-07-07T14:28:00.000+08:00

I don't care what you call me, cos it won't hurt anymore...

I've never ever felt like this in my entire life. The fact that I am crying over my studies is NOT normal.

Screw the presentation. What does it feel like when a person whom you consider to be as your friend BETRAYS you and ACCUSES you for something that was entirely her fault?

I have never felt this betrayed in my life. I feel like I've been stabbed from the back repeatedly and the knife is left there to drain out all the blood I have.

Don't use tears to disguise your ugly heart. It never works on me.

I'm sorry we EVER got to know a wicked person like YOU.

I've had people backstabbing me before this. But this is the worst sense of backstabbing I've ever been in. It hurts to see you build up a relationship with someone, only for them to slice you up and eat your insides including your heart.

What else can you throw at me I haven't heard before?
EVERYTHING.

I hate it when I cry in front of anyone. Makes me look inferior. But it shows I'm all human and not a robot.

I really hate it when I cry in front of my parents. I just hate pouring out my problems to them, when they even have bigger conflicts to resolve.

To any of my friends that I've hurt so badly without me knowing it, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I hope for whatever reason, you will find forgiveness within yourself to forgive me.

To the friend who just lost my friendship, I hope you will be racked with guilt for your whole life. You can go fuck a tree if you like. You will never get back whatever you lost. NEVER.

To the other friend who cried with me today, I hope you won't hurt me, because I will never hurt you. You were my first friend in college. So you would know me better than anyone now. I'm sorry if I ever hurt you. I never meant to do it.

To the rest of the world, I am only human. Don't hate me for what I lack. Take me as I am.

I don't think I've cried so much for these two things. Studies and friendship. Heck, when I broke up with my ex, I cried for one hour before I decided to get off the relationship.

She and gayboy can have a relationship. They would be such a match-made-in-heaven. You fucking liars need to die!

Suddenly Elen Rives doesn't look so horrible compared to these two [Aimee, she is horrible, but today she doesn't seem to be THAT horrible, because these two liars have somehow overshadowed her ugliness and big boobs and big lips!].

Just needed to rant. I always sound depressed, right?

I think instead of *The OBSESSED ONE...Speaks*, this blog should now be known as *The DEPRESSED ONE...Speaks*.

***I should be alright by tomorrow. This incident just sliced my heart into size of a chocolate brownie from Secret Recipe. I mean it...I'm really sorry if I sound so suicidal. It's just that this pain is just too real, there's so much that time cannot erase***

Let the rain wash the pain away...it won't hurt anymore.

*Bluesy* out!

Not what I expected...

2006-07-06T21:40:00.000+08:00

France didn't play as excellent as I wanted them to, but what the hell?

PORTUGAL'S NOT IN THE FINAL!

I mean, come on, the quarterfinals match showed just how LUCKY they were to get into the semi-finals!

They can't beat England who had ONLY 10 men in the quarterfinals, you expect them to beat France who had 11 people? Hah!

It was FUN to see gayboy @ bitch cry! My brother who only came down from his room in the finals minutes of the game, was jumping around like a demented monkey [it was 5 AM, you're supposed to be sleepy and half-awake and all] when he saw gayboy cry! Talk about getting excited. My mum was laughing at him! I was too tired to do anything. I finished my Lah report at 2:30 AM and I woke up at 3:05 AM to watch the game, and fell asleep during the game and woke up just in time to see Henry getting fouled and Zidane scoring a penalty. And then I continued sleeping. And then I woke up to see the game [and gayboy cry...tee-hee!].

If you're wondering why I'm not online in the afternoon for the past 2-3 days, it's because I've catching up with my precious sleep. I have been deprived of it no thanks to Lah. I've been sleeping at 3 or 4 AM just to get it done. Like today, I was planning to blog about the game this afternoon but I fell alseep and woke up at 7 PM!

But anyhow...I have some pictures to post. Some that might make you happy, some might make you cry.

Yes, you fucking gayboy! Cry! Cry! Cry! You diver! You cheater! You don't deserve to be in the semi-finals!

Oh Henry! Why in the world are you hugging that cheater gayboy? Oh wait. Great cheaters think alike. You call that fall a penalty? My God, I wonder what Aaron Lennon's fall was? A dive? Still, I love France.

Take that, you bitch! That was for all the tears you caused them to shed.

I was watching this England video, where they had the goals scored, Michael Owen's injury, the goals scored by Sweden and the game against Portugal. I cried, because not only the video was so sad for me to see [everyone was crying], but the background music was even sadder. It's from David Ford and the title is -I Don't Care What You Call Me-...and the video showed the head-butt incident, the sending-off of Wayne Rooney, and gayboy winking at his team-mates!

As much as I hate the Germans, I hate the Portuguese even more. So, I want Germany to win third place [even though I think they don't deserve it].

An all-blue final is in store. I don't care who wins it, because I don't really like them both.

Oh well, if you MUST know, I support the French team.

Oh, speaking of French, the Frenchman ate in Pizzahut today. And so was I!

Dear God, am I being stalked?

Oh, Fabio Grosso has nice arms. Very, very sexy arms.

I'm crazy.

*Bluesy* out!

I don't care what you call me...

2006-07-05T19:49:00.000+08:00

Sanity has returned. Forgive me for the previous post. It's all because of my Lah report which is due tomorrow. =S

Procrastinator, at her best.

Still got a bit more to do. Pictures, court visit report, and my conclusion of the court visit.

I hate Lah.

Did okay for my Stats exam. Got 17/20. And to think I screwed my last question big time. Well, only the second part of question 3. I knew my original answer was right! Ah, well...it's not like I failed.

I'm going to die for Stats...the thing is getting tougher by the minute! I don't know...the mathematical side of my brains have left me ever since I took Add Maths in Form 4 [not that I was any bad in it, but I didn't like it like the other kids!]. I need a miracle.

So far, my mid-term results have been quite good. Lah: 15/20 [I feel like kicking myself for mixing up the golden rule with mischief rule! I could've scored 20!]. Stats: 17/20. Human Comm? God knows.

I hate books [textbooks in particular].

Speaking of books, I read Sophie Kinsella's 'Can You Keep A Secret?'. A good book. Yes, don't laugh. I know I don't read that many books. At least be proud of me for a change. *puts on Puss in Boots look* Please.

Oh...dearest Makelele, I know you may not possess the height of Peter Crouch, but you are the cutest short footballer I know [eh, wait...Zola is cute and short too!], I will support you and Willie Gallas along the way till the end. Please beat the bitch and tear him into pieces. I will love you forever.

His wife is so pretty. It's amazing to see footballers who seem glamorous but actually lead simple lives. I was watching Footballers' Cribs the other day, and I have to say Luis Boa Morte's house is so simple. That's nice to see that he's practical and he's not showy or flashy since he's a footballer and all that.

Unlike those bloody WAGs who drink and shop, and waste their man's money!

I won't waste the money...I'd buy something nice for myself and use the rest of the money for my education and for my family! I'm very practical and sensible.

Oh, Aaron, marry me...

Excuse me, SOME part of my sanity has returned.

The rest have gone missing in action.

LAH REPORT!

Supporting the French tonight! The Frenchman walked past me and he was speaking in his sexy French voice! He reminds me of Crouchy...only he's NOT blonde. Or THAT tall. But he's HOT.

I'm quite ham-sap. Kids, run away.

*Bluesy* out!

David Beckham and my family...

2006-07-04T22:35:00.000+08:00

Okay...call me nuts...but read this!

Just 24 hours after David Beckham announced he was standing down as England captain, we took time to look back at his five best moments as skipper.

Germany 1-5 England
World Cup Qualifier
Olympic Stadium, Munich
01 September 2001
A day all England fans will recall with a smile.
England's hopes of automatic qualification for the 2002 World Cup Finals were fading fast after a poor start to the campaign, and it got worse when The Three Lions fell one down to Carsten Jancker's goal after six minutes.
But Beckham's England, inspired by Michael Owen's hat-trick, turned in a special display to rout the Germans on their home soil. Steven Gerrard and Emile Heskey scored the other goals.
It was Beckham's eighth game in charge.

England 2-2 Greece
World Cup Qualifier
Old Trafford, Manchester
06 October 2001
Trailing 2-1 to Greece, captain Beckham chose a wonderful moment to lead from the front.
Impeccable during the game in a supremely energetic performance, Beckham stood 25 yards from the Greece goal in the final minute knowing only a successful free-kick would see England through to the 2002 World Cup Finals. And how he delivered.
With 66,000 holding their breath, and millions watching on TV at home, Beckham curled in a sublime effort which sealed The Three Lions' passage to the Far East and condemned Germany to a play-off.
Arguably his greatest moment in an England shirt.

England 1-0 Argentina
World Cup Finals
Sapporo Dome, Sapporo
07 June 2002
Four years after being sent off against the same opposition in St Etienne for a silly kick on Diego Simeone, the England captain exorcised his demons in a moment of pure theatre.
With the game evenly poised after 44 minutes, England were awarded a penalty following a foul on Michael Owen.
Beckham grabbed the ball and placed it on the spot. Simeone tried to shake hands in a moment of gamesmanship, but England's captain, hyperventilating, ignored the gesture and blasted the ball into the net.

England v Wales
World Cup Qualifier
Old Trafford, Manchester
06 October 2004
Beckham gave the Old Trafford faithful a reminder of his wonderful talent with his first goal for England at the ground since leaving Manchester United.
With England leading through Frank Lampard's fourth minute strike, The Three Lions had to sit tight until the 76th minute for their second goal...but it was well worth the wait.
Collecting a short square pass from Nicky Butt as he loitered on the left hand side of the penalty box, Beckham switched the ball onto his right foot before sending a curling shot past the despairing Paul Jones.

England 1-0 Ecuador
World Cup Finals
Gottlieb-Daimler-Stadion, Stuttgart
25 June 2006
With England struggling both against the sweltering heat and their South American opponents, it's that man Beckham again who sees England home, making history in the process.
After Frank Lampard was fouled 25 from yards from goal, Beckham stood over the ball with only one thing in his mind. The result was glorious, the ball curling over the wall and in off the post to the delight of the England fans.
Cue the mass celebration, soon followed by a bout of sickness as our captain marvel throws up on the field before being substituted.
Having scored in the previous two World Cups (a free-kick against Colombia in 1998 and a penalty against Argentina four years later), Beckham became the first English player to score in three World Cups.
Source: TheFA.com

You see??? Beckham does wonders on my birthdays [and my mum's as well, but only on the 1st of September 2001]! Not once, but TWICE! IN 2001 AND 2004!

And it was on that day I turned 14 he decided to score that all-important goal against Greece. Free-kick, in the final minute, trailing 2-1. That's the day he became England's hero. ON MY BIRTHDAY.

And David Beckham was born on the 2nd of May, 1975...and my brother was born on the same date 6 years later.

And his jersey numbers, 7 and 23, coincidentally make up my dad's birthday [23rd of July, yikes, haven't bought him a gift yet!].

Yes, people. I've officially lost my sanity.

Has it ever occured to you that Nelly Furtado in the song 'Maneater' looks a lot like Carly 'I have a sexy fit body' Zucker?

Or are my eyes playing tricks with me?

I need new glasses. New haircut. New brains.

Care to donate?

*Bluesy* out!

Look what I found!

2006-07-04T19:52:00.000+08:00

Caution: Please do not blame me if your eyes were damaged during the process of viewing this ungodly pic.

Hello...Earth calling gayboy @ bitch, you play football, not parade underwear! Are you using your pants as diapers? You need to meet the Drypers kid. He could come over and change your diaper in a jiffy, since you have time to get players sent off but NOT change your diaper. And your legs aren't exactly the sexiest thing on Earth or in the universe for that matter. I rather look at Crouchy's legs [they might look like bamboo sticks, but at least it's better to look at them rather than looking at gayboy's legs!] !

Very disturbing pic. Let's upload another one that's not SO disturbing, but depressing.

The gayboy made my Lampsy cry! Damn you bitch! Becks, are you trying to kiss him or console him?

Aww...ain't that the sweetest thing you ever seen? Our future captain of England! CAPTAIN MARVEL [otherwise known as John Terry]. I saw this pic in the papers today and I started squealing [which isn't normal, I tell you]...it was so adorable!

Anyone want to help me type my Law report? I'll buy you a McDonalds' chocolate sundae with extra chocolate!

If I get fat, the rest of you must be fat with me! Muahaha...

I'm craving for chocolate cake now...

My dad thinks I'm eating too little, that's why I'm ALWAYS hungry! No...I eat 3 meals a day without fail! How can he say I eat TOO LITTLE?

*Bluesy* out!

Still sour...but good.

2006-07-03T20:19:00.000+08:00

Take it slow...

I feel sour after what I read about the bitch [note that when I am referring to the gayboy in ManUre, 'she' will be known as the bitch].

He really wanted to get Rooney sent off!

Rooney, if I were you I punch him in the face and let him go into depression for his damaged face.

"Oh no, my pretty gay face is ruined! I can't play football anymore! I'm depressed!"

Haha...you and your mad ideas. Is it any wonder why we've been friends for 15 years?

My dad thinks I'm still depressed. Well, not really. The only reason I'm saying this is because he bought me Cornetto Royale Triple Chocolate today when yesterday we went to McDonalds' and I ate the Chocolate Sundae with extra chocolate [I was very depressed, mind you! But the Jalan Pahang's McDonalds' people don't make it like how the Damansara outlet does it!].

I must admit I'm sad, but not so depressed like how I was at 2 AM yesterday morning. All bleary-eyed, teary-eyed and panda-eyed.

My dad and I were the only ones who watched the France-Brazil game, my brother only came and watched it in the second-half. My mum went to sleep because she was depressed after the England game. All of us were actually [well, my brother is not an England fan, he supported Argentina...but he hated Portugal so he supported England for one day!]...

Here are reasons of why I think Sylvien is crazy and needs help from Alessandro del Piero to teach her how to count money [who knows he'll hire you to work with him?]!
"I think Germany will win...because they have 15 players. Guess who are the extra 3 players?"
"The officials?"
"Yah...two linesmen and 1 referee"
"How you get 15?"
"11 players + 3 officials, 15-lah!"
"11+3 = 14"
"Eh, no...eh ya-lah!"

"Don't tell me you don't have change for RM5! If I give you RM 5, you must give me RM 1.80 back. If I give you RM 5.20, you must give me RM 1 back!"
"You maths fail-lah you! If you give him RM 5.20, he must give you RM 2 back-lah!"
"Wait! Eh...right!"

Silly girl. She makes me laugh. Ask your teddy bear to beat the the bitch up!

Haha...If anybody said I like football because of the bitch, they should go dig a hole and bury themselves in it.

Now I'm hungry...oh well...the brightside is I have cakes. Mango cake and chocolate cake.

How am I ever going to lose weight if I keep on eating like this?

Fast. It's the only way I can lose 4 kilos max.

Oh and this thing I saw in the news made me laugh! This woman was asked would she watch World Cup now that England and Brazil are out, and she said no because she was hoping for a Brazil-England final, but now that's not going to happen, she won't watch it anymore.

Brazil and England in the final? The only time they'd meet is in the semi-final, but they're going to have their own 'semi-final' back at home!

I am EVIL. Beware.

*Bluesy* out!

There's nothing outside, and the darkness is waiting for you...

2006-07-02T18:10:00.000+08:00

I'm slightly better now compared to how I was in the last 14 hours. Merci beaucoup, Monsieur Henry et Zidane. Now, please do me a favour, and trash the fucking Portuguese thugs in the semi-finals.

Sorry...I'm just a little pissed. And my dad DOES NOT allow me to swear. The word 'bitch' was the ONLY word I could use to swear. And it was only restricted to ONE person. That gayboy. =S

Don't get me wrong. I am proud of England. They could hold up Portugal for an hour with ONLY 10 men. Portugal should be ashamed of themselves and go shag trees for winning on penalties, as they couldn't beat England who only had 10 men. Utterly stupid fools.

After all, Owen Hargreaves was voted the man-of-the-match, not a fucking Portuguese thug. Proof that England were better than Portugal.

Of course, some of you fans might say "Oh Ronaldo is amazing", "England deserve to lose" or anything that is in the same context. But of course, as much as I would like to say "Go shag a tree" in your faces, I realised that NOT everyone has the same thinking as mine [I wonder if my twin thinks like me...she's much more sensible than me! You're a sweetheart...THANK YOU!], so I shall refrain myself from saying anything of that sort to you.

I saw JT cry...that made me cry even harder. Truth be told, I've never seen him cry. I've seen him go crazy, in pain, happy, upset, dejected, and annoyed...but never shed tears. It was a whole new different thing for me. I couldn't understand anything...I just wanted to cry with him. I mean, when Chelsea played ManUre on the 29th of April, when Rooney hurt him, I thought he wasn't going to play for the rest of the game, and I started crying for him. But this time, I cried with him. It was so sad.

I love all of you. I AM PROUD TO BE YOUR FAN.

JT, you're a man. A man who has no problems in expressing his feelings. I love you.

On with retaining the Premiership then.

Wanted to post a pic of Aaron Lennon, there wasn't a pic of him alone. Aaron, if you're single, call me. I don't mind being your girlfriend. I promise I won't waste your money like the rest of the WAGs who waste their boyfriend/husband's money!

DIE, SVEN, DIE! You're still sexy shirtless or shirt on, scoring or not scoring. You're my man. I love you too.

Crouchy, you are a darling. You have an uncanny way of controlling the ball. Reminds me of Zidane [only on a smaller scale]. You're cute. You're a God among all skinnies, never let anyone tell you're different. Go tell the bitch to play with his dolls instead.

The captain comforting his understudy. Bless.

The many faces of Owen Hargreaves crying [well, it's only one face anyway]. He is still good-looking even when he cries. Kudos on your performance last night. You are wonderful. Is it any wonder why I liked you from the time I saw you play in World Cup 2002? Wow...it's been 4 years since I fell in love with you.

Read this. This is Alan Shearer saying something about the bitch.

Oh, and read this. It's what the FIFA Officials think about the red card.

Why couldn't we have gotten the Spanish ref in the France-Brazil game? He was fair...well, with the exception of the handball by Ronaldo, but on a whole he was the best.

I wished we had Pierluigi Collina [I have great respect for him, I think his last game was the 2nd leg of the Barca-Chelsea game in 2005] and Anders Frisk [Who can forget him? The one who resigned because of Mourinho? I think he's okay...compared to the current referees minus the Spaniard].

I wonder if the bitch and the referee are having an affair. To think Scolari hates gays. He thinks they shouldn't play football, and no gays are allowed on his team. Hmmm...what is the bitch doing there then?

ANYONE WHO HATES GAYS OUGHT TO BE SHOT. What would we do without the guys from Queer Eye For The Straight Guy?

The World Cup has been tainted with bad refereeing and thugs. I'm sorry but I hate to watch World Cup now. I'll stick to the EPL thank you very much.

One word to sum up Zinedine Zidane: SUBLIME.

Both he and Makelele were wonderful in the midfield! Of course Zizou's much more world-class compared to any other midfielder in the world.

Ronnie's out. THE WORLD PLAYER OF THE YEAR 2005 IS OUT OF THE WORLD CUP? Oh, he won't be alone, the runner-up will be joining him anyway.

So now, it's an all-European final. If I had known any better, I'd say this is EURO2006.

You want to know which team I'm supporting now?

Frankly speaking I don't know. Because I don't want to watch it anymore.

In World Cup 2002, it was an entirely different story. Refereeing was not as bad as what I've seen in this World Cup. A Bloody handball in the penalty area goes unnoticed. Aaron Lennon get pushed in the penalty area goes unnoticed. The bitch coming out from 40 metres to the referee to tell him to give Rooney a red card isn't called as interfering.

The last time I saw Petr Cech interfering with somebody who was fouled and lying on the ground some 40 yards outside the goalpost, he got a yellow card.

Of course when you have a referee on your side, the sky's the limit.

I'm sorry the level of refereeing in football has gone to the dogs.

And Becks is quitting as the England skipper! We'll miss you and your free-kicks. And of course, little Brooklyn [the only son of his I like].

I WILL MISS YOU.

If you MUST know who I'll support, I'll be supporting my dad's 2nd team, France.

Vive Les Bleus...

*Bluesy* out!

Bring on the heartbreak...

2006-07-02T01:56:00.000+08:00

FUCK CRISTIANO RONALDO!

THAT BITCH OF A CRYBABY-GAYFACE-SISSYBOY!

NOW I FEEL LIKE FLYING TO GERMANY TO KILL BOTH HIM AND DER GREEDYPANTS!

FUCK THE WHOLE PORTUGUESE SQUAD.

I'M VERY VERY DEPRESSED.

THE HEARTBREAK HAS BEGUN.

*I told you wearing black was a bad omen. It's like asking for death to be delivered straight to your face. Proof that no one listens to me*

***

YOU KNOW HOW SORRY I FELT FOR ROONEY?

YOU KNOW I OPENED UP TO ADMITTING I LOVE STEVEN GERRARD WHEN WE DOWN TO 10 MEN?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE AARON LENNON?

YOU KNOW I'VE LOST RESPECT FOR ALL THE PORTUGUESE PLAYERS WHO PLAY FOR THE EPL TEAMS [save Paulo Ferreira because he didn't play]?

YOU KNOW HOW CLOSE TO TEARS I WAS WHEN WAYNE ROONEY WAS SENT OFF FOR SOMETHING THAT SEEMINGLY LOOKED SO INNOCENT, HARMLESS, AND NOT LIFE-THREATENING?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I WANTED ENGLAND TO BEAT PORTUGAL ON PENALTIES?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE RICARDO?

YOU KNOW HOW SAD I WAS WHEN LAMPARD, GERRARD AND CARRAGHER MISSED THEIR PENALTIES?

YOU KNOW HOW ANGRY AM I AT SVEN FOR USING THE BLOODY 4-5-1 FORMATION WHICH NEVER WORKS FOR ENGLAND [as though he cares, he's leaving already!]?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I FEEL LIKE KILLING RICARDO AND THE REST OF THE PORTUGUESE SQUAD?

YOU KNOW HOW PISSED I AM AT JOSE MOURINHO [hang on, why did I drag him here in the first place?] ?

YOU KNOW HOW LOUD MY VOICE WAS EVERYTIME GAYBOY FELL?

YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I CALLED GAYBOY A BITCH?

YOU KNOW HOW SAD I WAS WHEN BECKHAM CAME OFF THE PITCH?

YOU KNOW HOW SORRY I FEEL THAT FOOTBALL HAS SUNK TO AN ULTIMATE LOW?

YOU KNOW HOW SORRY I FEEL THAT ENGLAND LOST TO A BUNCH OF THUGS, NOT TO A BUNCH OF FOOTBALLERS?

YOU KNOW HOW SORRY I FEEL THAT THEO WALCOTT WAS TAKEN TO GERMANY TO ENJOY HIMSELF WITH MELANIE INSTEAD OF PLAYING A GAME?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I FEEL LIKE KILLING THE REF?

YOU WILL NEVER KNOW.

***

I'm sad that England and Argentina went out in the cruellest way possible, when they played good an clean football, unlike the fucking Germans and Portuguese!

Bunch of fucking liars and cheaters.

If you'll excuse me, I want to have a good cry before I see the France and Brazil game.

Whoever faces Portugal in the semi-finals, I hope you trash the fucking Portuguese.

This is how passionate I get when it comes to England.

Only now, no one is here for me to call to cry about the game [I had Sham in WC2002, Priam and Sree in EURO2004].

***

Fuck you, Ronaldo. You can go to Real Madrid after what you did to Rooney. He never deserved that yellow card. It's like the FA Cup Final 2005, where Reyes didn't touch your fucking gay face, and you get him sent off!

I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU BITCH!

YOU'RE THE REASON I LOST MY RESPECT FOR MANURE.

YOU'RE THE REASON WHY MAR CRIED BUCKETS OF TEARS WHEN YOU WORE THAT NUMBER 7 JERSEY.

NO ONE SHOULD EVER TAKE BECKHAM'S OR EVEN CANTONA'S NUMBER 7 JERSEY.

ANYONE WHO WEARS IT MUST BE AN EXTREMELY RESPECTED FIGURE. OR SOMEONE WHO PLAYS AND FIGHTS FAIR AND CRY WHEN NECESSARY.

YOU, RESPECTED? NOT ON YOUR NELLY. YOU CRY AT ALMOST EVERYTHING. YOU'RE A BIGGER BITCH THAN I AM!

~~I HOPE YOU DIE.~~

~~I HOPE YOU AND BALLACK DIE.~~

I HOPE YOU AND THE PORTUGAL SQUAD, BALLACK AND THE GERMAN SQUAD, AND THE BLOODY REFS FOR THE GAME DIE.

***

PEOPLE ARE TELLING ME TO COOL DOWN. HOW CAN I DO THAT?

ALL I CAN DO IS GO INTO MY 3-DAY DEPRESSION STAGE, AND MOURN THE LOSS LIKE OTHER SANE PEOPLE WOULD DO.

IF YOU THINK I'M BEING DRAMATIC, GO SHAG A TREE. I AM NOT ONLY OBSESSED ABOUT ENGLAND, BUT WITH OTHER FOOTBALL MATCHES.

YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE I AM A FOOTBALL FAN, I MAY NOT KNOW EVERYTHING, BUT I LOVE THE GAME SINCE I WAS 7, SO IT'S BECOME PART OF WHO I AM.

I WISHED MY PARENTS WOULD GO ALONG WITH THE 1+2 DEGREE PROGRAMME. THAT WAY, I CAN GET TO THE UK A LOT FASTER. SO THAT I CAN ASSASSINATE THOSE WHO HAVE HURT ME SO BADLY.

FOOTBALL...IS NOT A GAME. IT'S LOVE.

A LOVE UNCONDITIONAL, A LOVE THAT IS FOREVER, A LOVE THAT BINDS ONE FAN AND MANY OTHER FANS AROUND THE WORLD. A LOVE THAT KEEPS ME GOING, A LOVE THAT CONQUERS ALL IN TIME OF GRIEF.

IT'S NOT A GAME WHERE 22 IDIOTS RUN AROUND AFTER ONE MISERABLE BALL.

IT'S LOVE.

BY THE LOOKS OF IT, I'LL BE MARRIED TO A FOOTBALL WHEN I'M 26. AT LEAST I WON'T HAVE TO TOLERATE WITH ITS NONSENSE.

***

AARON LENNON, IF YOU'RE SINGLE, I DON'T MIND BEING YOUR GIRLFRIEND, BECAUSE I LIKE YOU. FOR EVERYTHING YOU ARE. YOU PLAY FOR SPURS, YOU'RE ABOUT MY HEIGHT, YOU'RE MY AGE, AND YOU'RE GROWING TO BE THE BEST MIDFIELDER IN THE WORLD.

STEVEN GERRARD, I'M GOING TO BE NICE TO YOU FROM NOW ON. WELL, MAYBE UNTIL THE EPL STARTS.

FRANK LAMPARD, I'M SLIGHTLY DISAPPOINTED WITH YOU. I DON'T WANT TO SEE THIS NONSENSE FROM YOU WHEN THE EPL SEASON KICKS OFF.

JT, I LOVE YOU. I ALWAYS WILL.

JOE, YOUR GOAL WAS THE GOAL OF THE TOURNAMENT.

OWEN H, I WILL LOVE YOU EVEN IF YOU DON'T PLAY IN THE EPL, BUT FOR BAYERN MUNICH.

CARRA, YOU'RE AN INSPIRATION.

CROUCHY, NOT ONLY DID I DECLARE MY LOVE FOR YOU FOR THE PUBLIC TO SEE HERE, YOU TRIED YOUR BEST. AND I RESPECT YOU FOR THAT.

BECKS, I MAY HATE YOUR BEAUTY-QUEEN POSE, BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I HATE YOU ENTIRELY. YOU'VE BEEN WITH US SINCE '98. HOPE YOUR ANKLE'S OKAY...

ROONEY, WHY DIDN'T YOU PUNCH GAYBOY WHEN YOU LEFT THE FIELD? YOU TRIED, BUT IT WAS SVEN'S FAULT FOR LEAVING YOU ALONE TO PLAY BY YOURSELF.

G. NEV, YOU ROCK. ONE OF THE BEST DEFENDERS AROUND, EVEN IF YOU PLAY FOR MANURE.

RIO, YOUR DREADLOCKS ARE HORRIBLE, BUT YOU WORK WELL WITH JT!

ASHLEY, YOU SAVED ENGLAND FROM EMBARASSMENT DURING THE GAME AGAINST ECUADOR.

PAUL ROBINSON, YOU WERE MARVELLOUS FOR 120 MINUTES, TOO BAD THE PENALTIES CAME ALONG...

STEWART DOWNING, YOU ARE ELECTRIC. LIKE AARON.

CARRICK, YOU WERE GOOD WHEN WE PLAYED ECUADOR. I HOPE YOU AND LENNON PLAY WELL AT SPURS.

MICHAEL OWEN, GET WELL SOON.

***

JERMAIN DEFOE...WE MISSED YOU.
SHAUN WRIGHT-PHILLIPS, WE MISSED YOU TOO.
DARREN BENT, YOU WERE MISSED THREE.

ESPECIALLY BY ME.

I'll go cry now...

Bring on the heartbreak...

*Bluesy* out!

Riquilin...what's that?

2006-07-01T15:28:00.000+08:00

"Why did the stupid Argentina coach take up Riquilin out?"
"What's the fella's name? Avoconda?"
"Okay Lensmann, for Arsenal you can save penalties, but today, please let the balls go in!"

That's my dad, by the way. He think Riquelme is 'Riquilin', Odonkor is 'Avoconda' [don't ask me what he had in mind], and Lehmann is 'Lensmann' [he's your Arsenal keeper, how can you forget his name?].

I can't believe Argentina is out of the WORLD CUP! They deserved a penalty in the second half, instead Maxi Rodriguez got himself a yellow card from the referee. And did you see Philip Lahm showing a thumbs-up sign to the referee after he gave that yellow card? That's when I knew the Germans had one foot in the semi-finals.

I HATE MICHAEL BALLACK! I wish someone would break his legs so that he can't play for Chelsea and then Mourinho can sell him of to buy Maniche [who is clubless at the moment!] or Tiago or even Mateja Kezman or maybe Eidur Gudjohnsen [which is not exactly something which will happen!]. Der GreedyPants cheats all day...and when he comes to Chelsea, he is going to taint our reputation [which isn't exactly good, with people claiming we're just spending all those roubles without thinking].

And to think I was madly in love with him 4 YEARS AGO! The time I spent looking for his pictures in the newspapers in our school library and other classes, I could've used it to sleep [or in your case, to do other productive things!].

I should thank Robert Huth [blearh...another German] and John Terry for opening my eyes. Bloody German cheat.

I suppose if your captain cheats, the disciples will follow suit to cheat as well, right? WHAT A GOOD EXAMPLE HE'S SETTING FOR THE YOUNG ONES.

Odonkor is ugly. So is Schweinsteiger. So is Borowski [my God he looks evil too!]. so is the rest of the German squad. Oh, save Klose of course. The rest needs to have their legs broken by me! Muahahahaha....

It was nice to see Jens Lehmann and Oliver Kahn finally patch things up. It was nice to see Ollie giving Kens some words of encouragement before the penalty shoot-out. Still I hate them!

Before it even went to penalties, I was thinking "What if Riquelme takes a penalty and sees Lehmann in goal? Would he be thinking of Arsenal-Villareal again?". And then Pekerman took him and Crespo off. Instead off putting Messi or Saviola on, he puts on Cambiasso and Cruz. Bad move, Pekerman [or shall we call him TINKERMAN?].

I feel so sorry for the Argentina squad. They played better than the cheating Germans! I'm so mad at everyone! The German squad, the referee, everybody else!

Even Lehmann's heroics doesn't get my hero-of-the-day medal!

I need to get on a plane to Germany so that I can burn their hotel!

So angry!

Oh, England's on tonight! Let's go, Lions!

I don't want another repeat of EURO2004. Please don't let me go through another heartbreak. I will get VERY depressed and you know what happens when I'm depressed? I eat creamy things coated with chocolate.

I WILL NOT SUCCEED IN HAVING A BODY LIKE CARLY ZUCKER'S!

She's god-damn fit...so envious of her body...but I don't like her name!

I'm hungry again! There's nothing to eat, but chicken. No wonder my boobs are getting bigger.

You know where to find me. *hint: somewhere I run to when I feel like sulking*

*Bluesy* out!

Am I the ONLY sane one around?

2006-06-30T22:07:00.000+08:00

I think I have lost all of my limited sanity. So, if I say anything really redundant or dumb, forgive me. My mind left me to find my dog which went to hide in Hugh Jackman's house.

I mean, of course the five of you know how crazy and wacky my ideas can get at times, but this ones are really beyond spastic.

1. I HATE going to weddings when I feel so fat and sore. Wearing a kebaya when you're a little pudgy, isn't exactly that flattering. =(
2. I HATE little kids who go round taking pictures of themselves in front of their PC, and posting them up on Friendster, MySpace and whatever rubbish that serves the same purpose as the earlier mentioned sites. Grow up to be sensible ladies, NOT FUCKING SLUTS. [Certain people are excused from cam-whoring, because we don't make them slutty or the likes. We keep them clean]
3. I HATE kids who can ride bicycles, because I can't. The fact that they do it in front of me, just annoys me!
4. I HATE annoying schoolkids who plagiarise my writings [yes, I write poems when I have a headache or when I'm drowsy]. What do they teach you in school nowadays?
5. I HATE dissecting the newspapers [I keep thinking of the mouse which my mates dissected in Biology class! I hated it!] and arrange them nicely only for people to mess it up again. I will get the blame at the end of the day!
6. I HATE it when my mother cooks something, then my dad buys something, and then my brother comes home and buys McDonalds', because by the time I want to eat the Chicken McNuggets, I'm stuffed!
7. I HATE my Lah lecturer. She keeps me confused ALL THE TIME. The other day, during the Parents-Lecturer meeting, she said that her husband is shy like me! *throws on zha-dao look* ME??? SHY??? I'm quite outspoken on certain things...but NEVER shy!
8. I HATE the England joke. Damn stupid. Of all the names, why is Lampsy's name used? Couldn't they have used Rooney or Crouchy? Dear God, did I made him sound so gay-fied?
9. I HATE the hole on my jeans. Looks like I need a new pair!
10. I HATE ELEN RIVES. My hatred towards her continues to grow day by day.

Okay. That's quite enough. Today, all thanks to Ms. Sylvien [also known as Ms-Wayne-Rooney-is-my-teddy-bear], we started sending messages to the England squad, you know to give them some inspiration for tomorrow!

Come on you Lions!

Oh, and before I forget, I HATE KIDS WHO ARE MUCH YOUNGER THAN ME TRYING TO IMITATE ME! Go get a life! So unoriginal. I'm no fashionista myself, but why wear what I wear, and follow the same colour as well? It's bad enough you know you can't pull the look off, you STILL want to copy me? Bunch of no-lifers! Go fuck a tree instead of copying me!

Quote of the day:
"If I were a WAG and I was pregnant and due on the same day as the final, I'd HIJACK the commentators' room AND give him an ultimatum: me and the baby OR the game!"
~Made by Lilee [our beloved LaLa!] when asked what she'd do if she were in that situation~

Of course, we aren't WAGs and neither are we pregnant.

And I'm ALWAYS hungry...one hour after I've eaten, I'm always thinking of food.

Now how am I going to get a bod like Carly Zucker if I keep pigging out like this?

*Bluesy* out!

Got tagged!

2006-06-29T23:48:00.000+08:00

Can you imagine that I haven't given my usual "I'm so over the moon I could do cartwheels like Robbie Keane in my frontyard" behaviour a go since ASTRO has been installed in my house TODAY? All because of a mad headache?

Elen Rives has jinxed me! The abomination! She made me sick.

She's so going to pay for this. [Yes, my evil twin. When are we going to get rid of her and save our beloved Frankie from her rule?]

Got tagged by my twin! [sorry got no pics...very sick to find them, damn the abomination]

Top Three Disney Princesses and reasons why you like them:
1- Ariel.
She's brave and goes her own way.
2- Mulan.
When I went to Disneyland 3 years back, they had this 'What Disney Character Are You' survey there, and I was Mulan. One of the bravest Princesses I've seen.
3- Pocahontas.
OMG! Twin factor! I like her because she's brave [and I'm not!] and she believes in doing what's right.

Top Three Worst Reality TV Shows Ever Created:
1- Mencari Cinta [used to be shown on TV3]
Absolute rubbish. How can you determine someone loves you [or NOT] in one week? Looks can be deceiving. And are you THAT desperate for love? Hello, I'm single too, but that doesn't mean I'm going to do a nation-wide search for my prospective "Mr-I'm-Rowena's-boyfriend"! What will the Frenchman say if I did that? He'd say I'm SHAMELESS.
2- Akademi Fantasia.
I ONLY started hating it because of Mawi and Zahid and Vince. I HATE THEM ALL. Especially Mawi. Everytime I see him face anywhere, I just shiver. And you'd think ALL Malays like Mawi. SO UNTRUE. Well, I'm ONLY speaking on behalf of the population that reside in this house. And NO, just because I have ASTRO now, it doesn't mean I'll start tuning in to whatever channel this programme is being shown on and vote for them and start jumping up and down in excitement [the last part will only come when EPL starts again!].
3- Akademi Al-Quran [now showing on TV9]
I've heard of crazy reality TV shows, but this? THIS IS A BIT TOO FAR. I mean, you're reading the al-Quran for your faith, for what you believe in, not to be the best and vie for prizes and get booted out week after week. No reality show should have anything with the religious sentiments in it. I find it degrading that people have absolutely lost all their creativity and created this stupid programme.

Top Three Reasons Why You Think Guys Get turned on by Nurses So Much:
1- Because they are turned on by the skimpy nurse outfit?
2- Because the outfit reveals their boobs?
3- Because they like the thought of a woman undressing them?

Top 3 Most Hated Female TV Characters:
1- Paris Hilton.
She's annoying. She's too thin [I ONLY like skinny guys, not girls!]. What's there to like about her? And she is 'doggedly pursuing' Frank Lampard. Go pursue your Tinkerbell!
2- Kirsten Dunst.
Because she's blonde. Yes, I'm extremely unkind to blondes. Well, to certain blondes, I'm evil.
3- Fasha Sandha.
She is SO annoying. She puts on this "Oh please don't hurt me, I'm innocent!" look. Please-lah, the goody-two-shoes act doesn't work on me, and I HATE people to talk too softly. They make me boiling mad!

I'm tagging...
1- Sylvien [you better do this, other wise I'll crush Rooney's can and play football with it!]
2- FarahMexx [once you get back from your roadtrip, I want to see this done!]
3- Anyone who feels like doing it.

Anyhow...Sylvien mentioned that I forgot about little Theo Walcott! Oh the horror! How can I do such a thing?

Since I promised that crazy girl I'd put his pic up here...so here you go, for your eyes only.

Ta-da...it's Theo Walcott and his girlfriend, Melanie Slade. Sexy, ain't he?

And that girl thought I hated Elen Rives because I'm jealous! SHE'S UGLY!

At least she did admit that fact just now. But she thinks Crouchy is NOT cute. Crazy. He's cute. And I like him!

Wait-lah, if I can find a sexy pic of YOUR 'Casanova', I'd put it up for you. Okay?

Hehehe...

*Bluesy* out!

Time for pictures!

2006-06-29T16:28:00.000+08:00

Yes...my LAH exam is over and done with. It was a killer. But I think I did my best, so I shouldn't worry so much.

Since I'm bored, I'm going to upload pics. Pics YOU would like to see and pics YOU wouldn't want to see.

The many faces of the abomination. Though I like the little doggie. It's so cute. Meow.

Ooh...*drools all over keyboard* Damn! Sexy, everything about you so sexy...

*Squeals* OHMYGOD! So fatherly and sweet! Not only a great captain, but a loving daddy too! Wonder if this is Georgie John or Summer Rose? I vote this pic as the pic of the year 2006!

Yes, believe it or not, I have a crush on Owen Hargreaves. *puts on shy face* I love skinny people.

Which leads me to another confession I'd like to make...

I have a crush on Peter Crouch as well. He's so cute...even if he's vertically-challenged. And yes, he's skinny!

Okay, before I get calls of dissatisfaction or the likes, I DON'T CRITICISE YOU when you say Will Young or Stephen Gately is gorgeous now, do I?

**updated at 6 PM**

GOOD NEWS:
1. I GOT MY HANDPHONE BACK. YAY, ON FOR MORE SMS AND CALLS!
2. MY DAD INSTALLED ASTRO ALREADY. BUT HE DIDN'T PUT THE CARTOON CHANNELS! HMMPH...EVIL PEOPLE!

It's amazing to see what miracles LAH exam can bring you.

*Always keep a brother hooked with your bedroom eyes*
I love that line from 'Roll With Me' by Abs.

Oh today, the Frenchman was walking in front of me and spoke in the sexiest French accent ever! I was so awed I actually stopped talking to Jonathan! I can't help it if he's French and he's HOT!

I have a new hobby. It's called walking along the corridors of HELP. That way, I can see my French hottie more frequently. And he works in the Centre For Bioinformatics for the IT Department!

Instead of doing Psychology in October, can I switch to Bioinformatics or anything related with IT?

Dear God, I sound like a stalker!

Which isn't so bad, because after all I'm going to stalk Frank Lampard and Kaka with Aimee [after we're done with our killing spree].

I am crazy.

Is there something that you don't already know?

*Bluesy* out!

A night of sappy love songs...

2006-06-28T11:17:00.000+08:00

I'm not one who likes to listen to sappy love songs at night [of course, it would seem as though it's the right time to do it], but since yesterday has been a day of all sorts for me, I had to because it simply fitted my mood [and I find that I study better when I listen to them...WTF?].

And there's this video from Lee Ryan that made me cry.

It's called "How Do I?". It was touching. And being in my romantic-emo mood, I cried. YOU have to see it! Such a beautiful song. Have to say that this song is one of my favourites from the album, and it's the ONLY sappy love song I like from the album too.

And guess what was I studying last night? LAH! Somehow, I don't see how I can mix something serious with something sad. Studying Lah isn't something to be taken lightly [finally, the importance of studying has been highlighted!!!] and what do I do? I listen to sappy songs to get me in the mood to study!

I'm crazy. Too bad Ghana lost. Argh...Spain's out! That's sad. Goodbye Reyes, goodbye Alonso, and goodbye Torres.

Ooh...so now let's look at the quarterfinal match-ups.
Germany vs. Argentina
England vs. Portugal
Italy vs. Ukraine
Brazil vs. France

So god-damn interesting right? I want France to beat Brazil and England win, so that they meet again [yes, I'm still bitter about the fact that we lost to France by 2 goals scored within the span of ONE minute, no thanks to 2 Liverpool players...well, 1 current and the other, I don't have a clue where he is...Birmingham I think?].

So crybaby-gayboy-sissyface wants to leave ManUre for Real Madrid. Well, good riddance to bad rubbish. The ungrateful boy! After what Ferguson has done for you [to extent of protecting you from the evil Van Horseface and the other referees], you want to leave? Ferguson's stupid. Keep on selling your best players and think that your young ones will save your team, when in truth it's the best players who will save the team from the brink of destruction, while your young ones contemplate your doom.

Oh well, all the better for us. =)

Oh, apparently Jose Mourinho wants to buy Fernando Torres. Seriously, ~~I think he should buy me~~. Let me rephrase that. I think he should give me the money so that I can plan our little 'rombongan'.

And of course, the ManUre fan isn't too pleased about the fact Mourinho wants to steal Torres away from ManUre. But I thought Rafa Benitez wanted to buy him...

Oh well, Liverpool have acquired Craig Bellamy's services, so I don't think they would need Torres already.

P/S: 'Real Love' is a nice video as well. Go watch!

*Bluesy* out!

PLEASE TAKE NOTE!!!

2006-06-27T17:53:00.000+08:00

PLEASE TAKE NOTE THAT MY HANDPHONE HAS BEEN CONFISCATED AND I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO REPLY ANY MESSAGES, RECEIVE ANY CALLS, OR MAKE ANY CALLS. SO PLEASE DO NOT CALL ME OR SEND MESSAGES UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

This sums my bloody Monday. I saw this really cool England T-shirt [it had Frank Lampard's name on it!] at 7-Eleven and it was ONLY RM16, but on condition I MUST buy the 6-pack Carlsberg cans! How to buy??? I don't drink beer [other types of alcohol, yes, but beer, a definite NO!]

Oh...Adrian, the other Liverpool fan [too many Liverpool fans in Malaysia] said he'd buy it for me =) . I told you NOT all Liverpool fans are bad [there's ONLY one who's evil, she called JT gay! The evil abomination!]

I can live without my phone. Only thing is, now there's nothing there to wake me up in the morning, and there's nothing for me to see when I wake up.

But I can manage without it.

*Bluesy* out!

High level of food poisoning...

2006-06-27T13:14:00.000+08:00

Yesterday wasn a really bad day. I think I was down with food poisoning. My delicate little tummy was not its usual happy self. I could've sworn I studied in the loo yesterday. Boo-hoo!

There's always a sick feeling in my stomach, everytime I eat something that my tummy is not really familiar with. I wonder why. It must have been the egg in the fried nice my mum ordered [I was so hungry as my eggless fried rice took such a long time to make, so I had 2 spoons of my mum's one!].

Oh when I say I'm allergic to eggs, it's not my ego-defense mechanism tricks. If you're still persistent on it, I'll let you believe in that little idea of yours.

I feel so sorry for Australia. To go out on penalty in the last minute of injury-time is a real kick in the teeth [Mar, remember this?]. I HATE ITALY!!!

Oh well, at least we know SOMEONE who is EXTREMELY HAPPY they're out [hint: he's the one who hates Frank Lampard in my family!]. Hmmph...evil thing.

I hope Ghana beat Brazil [though realistically Brazil should win] and between France and Spain, I want to see Spain in, though evil creature mentioned in the paragraph above will be upset if France go home early.

But I must support the French team, for the Frenchman's sake.

Slap me.

*Bluesy* out!

What in the world???

2006-06-26T13:25:00.000+08:00

I found this abomination today.

Tell me, would you carry your baby like that?

NOW DO YOU SEE WHY I HATE THIS PENGUIN?
She brings him bad luck. The evil thing!

Oh you sexy creature of God! Why have you married that evil thing? She jinxed your scoring boots!

*drools all over keyboard*

He's so SEXY. *stroke stroke*

Score-lah! If not I tell Roman pay you 1 pound-a-week!

Sorry. I'm too stressed up studying for Human Comm.

I love the song 'Stuck On You' by Lionel Richie. It's SO romantic. Aww...

*Bluesy* out!

You know what I think?

2006-06-26T11:14:00.000+08:00

I think the media is biased towards England. It's true, they said yesterday's game against Ecuador was terrible. And I thought the England-Paraguay game was worse. Sure they looked clearly unimpressive, but what about Ecuador? They were even worse!

Referee was biased too! We should've had 2 penalties. But no...he didn't give it to us. He thinks Wayne Rooney being fouled by two Ecuador players in the penalty area was purely accidental. My foot.

Before any of you ask me when is Frank Lampard going to score, the answer I will give you is SOON. Wait for it. Patience is a virtue. Haven't you learnt that before somewhere?

Oh, then there's Serbegeth Singh who talks as though he's the GOD OF ALL FOOTBALL PUNDITS. He went on and on about what a flop the midfield was. It went something like this.

"The midfield was a complete flop. Gerrard, Lampard, Joe Cole who clearly looked unimpressive. They were a total flop. Wayne Rooney there gives England a slight hope of winning"

Err...excuse me, Mr. Shebby Singh. In case you didn't notice, the midfielders whom you deemed as flops had more shots than that Wayne Rooney [who clearly looked bored being alone with no one to pass the ball to]. And what IS David Beckham? A STRIKER? NO...he's a midfielder. And what did this part of a flop of England's midfield asides from throwing up on the pitch? HE SCORED. So technically, the midfield isn't SO much of a flop now, is it?

And he added that JOHN TERRY WAS THE WORST ENGLAND PLAYER. WHAT IN THE WORLD?? If he was SO bad, why was he named the Man-Of-The-Match for the game? Of course, he made a mistake in the first half [thank God for Ashley Cole!], but he made a few saves and all, besides getting himself booked. If you asked me who was the worst England player, I'd say it's Steven Gerrard [I have nothing against him. I swear!]. Clearly useless there.

Ooh, Lampard shirtless = sexy. I had a good time to 'cuci mata'. Hehe...

Oh this pic is really something.

Why else would David give him this big responsibility? It's because JT is the best leader next to him. Of course, you have Captain Fantastic from Liverpool there, but who would've been a more suitable candidate for Beckham to pick as captain than JT? THE CAPTAIN MARVEL, JOHN TERRY. So, Mr. Serbegeth Singh, if you don't know what you're rambling on, please leave the comment-making sessions to the experts.

Oh what is this supposed to mean?
"You need two teams to play a good game of football"

OH WOW! GREAT OBSERVATION THERE! TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T ALREADY KNOW FOR A CHANGE!

I feel sorry for Rooney. He was so alone and useless being the lone striker for England. They shouldn't use the 4-1-4-1 formation [I thought it was 4-5-1 at first!] at this ungodly stages of the game! Putting Carrick there was really useless. They should've brought on Aaron Lennon and Jamie Carragher from the very beginning. I think they should've put Crouch to partner Rooney up front [it's better to have somebody rather than have nobody there right?]. Owen Hargreaves was good yesterday. I don't know why the English fans hate him so much.

So now we're going to meet Portugal. I want them to pay for the tears I shed during EURO 2004.
Ricardo Carvalho, Paulo Ferreira, Tiago and Maniche VS. John Terry, Wayne Bridge, Frank Lampard and Joe Cole.

Oh...I know two people who went to bed last night with dreams of David Beckham. You cheeky little things!

My dad was criticising Lampsy yesterday! Hmmph...I had to save him from my dad's criticism! I'm very dramatic and crazy right?

Tell me something I DON'T know.

*Bluesy* out!

Looks familiar?

2006-06-25T20:05:00.000+08:00

Yes, if you MUST know, my face came out in the newspaper today. Why? I robbed a bank yesterday.

Seriously, I didn't [I ONLY told that excuse to certain people when I asked them to read the SundayStar!]. It came out in the StarEducation pullout, but featured VERY little of us. Quite sad, because we were answering the questions will full spirits, but ONLY 95% of our interview came out. THAT much.

And the picture doesn't do much justice either. I think in that pic, we were actually laughing at Rooney's pic. So excuse the flashing of the teeth.

Since the pic isn't available at The Star's website, I shall leave you all to read what PART of the interview was written.

For HELP University College students Rowena Hanafiah and Benjamin Teng, the matches are a family affair. Rowena stays up with her mother to catch the games, while Benjamin’s entire family of five often watch together.

"My mother even asks me everyday what matches are on so she can plan!" says Benjamin.

That was it. What happened to my public declaration of support and love for England? What happened to my extremely great answer to the question: "What would you do if you had an exam on the same morning as the final game?" ? What happened to Roya, Adrian, and Sylvien's answers?

My mum SERIOUSLY is a good actress. She acted SO surprised when my pic came out in the paper. Haha...after all, I mentioned her in the article, so she has to be nice with me. Hahaha...

And meeting up with the family at the memorial service was nice. Though I do wish SOME PEOPLE would learn the importance of UNITY IN THE FAMILY.

Oh, my dad is SO evil.
"You got a choice. Either you go for the house-warming [yesterday] or the memorial service [today]. You go for the house-warming, you don't have to go for the service. If you don't go for the house-warming, you have to go for the service. If you go for both, you cannot watch the England game [!!!]. But since you're brother is going out tonight [yesterday], you come for the house-waming, then the service you don't come"

It didn't look as though I had a choice AFTER ALL. In the end, I went for the service TODAY! Doesn't make much of a difference now, does it?

Hmmph...

Haha...Mar said that my ugly mugshot might be a lucky omen for England and Frank Lampard today. Silly thing. FORZA ENGLAND!

*Bluesy* out!

You know...

2006-06-24T12:45:00.000+08:00

You know the hype about Malaysians being rude? It's true. To a certain extent, of course.

The ones who are mostly rude ar the KL people [Myself included. Occassionally, NOT all the time!]. And don't any of you people reading this deny it.

I read in the papers recently that one lady said that foreigners were a ruder lot compared to us Malaysians. I find that hard to believe.

Do you remember my toilet escapade in KLCC some 20 days ago [I remembered the date because of Ms. David-Beckham-is-a-God-in-my-book's birthday was on that day]? The one with the American lady saying "I never knew so many people lived in this country" just by looking at the number of people who had to wait in line just to get into one out of the 8 cubicles?

She was incredibly polite. She asked my mum questions in the most absolutely polite way possible. And she queued up. For the blasted toilets [I hate women's toilets! They take ages to get out of it!]. Unlike that scrawny little bitch in pink who didn't queue up and just went in there, without thinking of the predicament of other users who had to wait in line for the past 15 minutes [I time certain things when I'm bored]. And she [the foreigner] was appalled to see that girl cut the queue. You're not alone, lady [I was so mad, I left! I get ticked off when I see things like this]. So was the rest of the population [Argh...Stats! Run!!!] who queued up just to use the darn toilets.

Before I left for the US, my accounts teacher [he only taught me for one year, so don't tell me I got an A for it because he taught me in Form 4 and Form 5!] warned me that I should be prepared for a culture shock. Knowing me, you'd think I'd listen? Hell NO. So when I got there, I was extremely surprised to see the Americans were really a nice bunch. It wasn't like what you see on the TV. At the pedestrian crossing, the drivers STOP and let people cross [here, you have the right to cross, but crazy people don't give a damn about you]. Then, even at ANY shop, they WILL greet you : "Hello Sir/Madam/Miss, how are you today? Is there anything I can help you with?" and usually they WILL end it with : "You have a nice day. Goodbye. Thank you for coming!" [here, they'll ONLY be nice to people they WANT to be nice with]. Even the man on the road will greet you with smiles [here, you smile at a stranger, they think you're insane!] ! And they won't hesitate to talk to you, they're SO helpful! Ask any man on the road to take pics for you, they will stop whatever they're doing, and take the pic for you [here, they will cite the 'being busy' factor and the likes]. And there's NO such thing as double parking there. That's what made it even more blissful for me. I liked it there [the ONLY thing I didn't like was the food, it made me fat, and it took me 2 months to get rid of the excess weight!]. I missed Malaysian food terribly, so I came home [in truth, I missed my friends and the food terribly].

It was very much a culture shock for me. I didn't know that it was going to be entirely different from what I saw on the TV. Given the opportunity, I'd go there again and maybe this time I'll walk to the end of the Golden Gate Bridge and maybe get a closer view of Alcatraz [seeing it from a telescope isn't really exciting]. I'd go to SeaWorld and get myself drenched thanks to Shamu and touch the stingray again [quite nice to touch but apparently someone had his hand bitten off by the stingray]! I'd go to Disneyland, go to the Muppets show AGAIN, get myself immortalised as Mulan AGAIN, and finally muster the courage to go on that rollercoaster [I would have but my dad didn't let me!]. And I'd go to Hollywood and stalk a celebrity [Hugh Jackman, Clay Aiken, Ben Foster, Hugh Grant, Wentworth Miller, Johnny Depp...anybody!]! Did you know that a few days after I left, the cast of The Pirates of the Carribean were at the the ride with the same name in Disneyland? And a week before we arrived, the cast of The Italian Job was in Hollywood? Yerr...I had so many chances of stalking celebrities!

I have digressed from the original topic. The point is, foreigners are not as rude as you think they are. We should be ashamed of ourselves. We are a lot ruder than they are, and we can make a sweeping statement like that. Either way, we should change our rude ways. It's for the better.

So from now on, I SHALL NOT BE RUDE TO LIVERPOOL FANS OR IN PARTICULAR, STEVEN GERRARD FANS.

*****

And interestingly enough, my dad is weird.
"Any cronies of the US, except England and France, should NOT go in to the second round. Australia, Japan, South Korea, and USA should not advance at all!"
"I support England because I was born during English era. As for France, you see my surname de Silva sounds French. Come to think of it, Holland also got some de Boer, Portugal got da Silva also!"
"I'd rather support North Korea than support South Korea for the World Cup!"
"If China was in, I'd support them, because they're the only ones who support Iran. So it's good since Iran is not in, I don't want any Asian country in, because they're bloody cronies of the US!"
"I wanted the African countries, the Islamic Countries, the Middle-East countries to go in. I supported Ivory Coast and Ghana. So I will support Ghana because they're the ONLY African team left in the World Cup!"

Yes, these are ALL the statements made by my dad in the past 48 hours. I didn't know what to say to him when he said that. Though I wanted to say: "You are crazy!" to him but he'd probably slap me. =)

Strange. My mother supported Tunisia yesterday when they played Ukraine. The evil thing.

Wow...Switzerland beat South Korea 2-0. Goals from Philippe Senderos [!!!] and Alexander Frei [wasn't he the one who spat in Steven Gerrard's shirt or face or something like that in Euro 2004?]. And Patrick Vieira scored on his birthday [and Zidane's]!

Oh, yes. It's Messi's birthday today. So Happy Birthday to him then. He's going to be 19.

Why is it that whenever I have exams, my mum tends to cook something she's NEVER cooked before? My delicate little tummy CANNOT handle food its not used to, especially during the exam period. I hate it when she does that!

Oh, about Stats...hmmm, it was okay. Except for the last question. Damn! I don't know what I wrote there! Hope for the best! *crosses fingers*

*Bluesy* out!

Bye Czech Republic...

2006-06-23T18:58:00.001+08:00

Want to know something? I CRIED WHEN CZECH REPUBLIC LOST TO ITALY.

I followed the match through MatchCast, while studying in front of the PC. My mum said I should study. After all, mid-terms is like super-duper near.

I felt so sad. I really wanted them in, but they went out this early. To think they're ranked no.2 in the world and they're OUT.

See you in August, Petr Cech. It's not your fault. It never was. I'll never blame you.

Oh Brazil beat Japan 4-1, with two goals coming from El Gordo. Like what Madam Mary [my Stats lecturer] would say: "No point you stay up so late to see the Brazil game. You watch or don't watch also, they WILL win". Hahaha...true!

Mar said that Harry Kewell [note that it's not Keh-well, it's Kew-well!] is God. Everyone who wears the number 7 jersey is God to her. No surprise in guessing if she thinks Beckham as God.

So Ghana will meet Brazil in the second round. All the best. Too bad Essien ain't playing in that game.

I have to say...Nelson Cuevas from Paraguay is quite good looking. I've heard of him before but never really knew who he was. The only two Paraguayans I know are Roque Santa Cruz and that evil penguin-worshipper I have for an ex-husband, Jeevan Santa Cruz [he is NOT related to the former, though I wish he was...for personal reasons].

Oh, my ugly mugshot will be made viewable to the public on Sunday in the SundayStar. So please scan VERY carefully. Do NOT tell me that I look extremely weird OR anything of that sort, because I know for a fact that I am like that. So please, don't say anything. Your co-operation will be greatly rewarded with buckets filled with my love.

Why can't they use this pic as a mugshot??? It's much nicer anyway! The evil people at The Star!!!

Ooh, Totti's new hairdo rocks! Still I don't like him. =)

*Bluesy* out!

Super-lazy...

2006-06-22T18:38:00.000+08:00

Technically, I'm doomed for Lah. Do NOT tell me I am smart OR I'll ACE it. Unless you want a free slap, of course.

I'm quite worried about England now. We REALLY have to work on our defence.

Good luck to England on Sunday! Beat Ecuador!

If we DO beat Ecuador, we will meet either Portugal or Holland. I hope it's Portugal. I want them to be sorry for kicking us out of EURO 2004.

Oh, read this:
"He's a player who can take the praise and the criticism. The criticism only makes him stronger. Joe is absolutely frightening when you see him one-on-one with someone. You can’t live with him. He attacks, he’s got skills, he gets back defensively and he’s got goals in him."

Haha! John Terry describing Joe Cole. Frightening? My mum thinks he's sexy shirtless *stares at the wall* while I beg to differ. I think it's NOT sexy at all. Though Frankie shirtless sends me to Dreamland...la-la-la!

It's quite sad to see Michael Owen out of the World Cup. Lilee the 'Michael Owen daydreamer' is very disappointed. So now, she'd probably send her love and support to either Peter Crouch OR Steven Gerrard OR Jamie Carragher [But knowing her, the second name WILL NOT get any form of love or support. Don't look at me! I didn't influence her to HATE Steven Gerrard alright!]. Michael Owen will be out for 6 months, meaning he'll only start playing for Newcastle United in 2007.

OMG...THIS MEANS I CAN'T GET TO SEE HIM IF THE PEOPLE INVOLVED WITH THE CELCOM ADVERT COME TO MALAYSIA!!!!

Yerr...this means I will ONLY get to meet Steven Gerrard, Robert Pires, and Ryan Giggs. There goes the dream of meeting Michael Owen.

My mid-terms start on Saturday, and I haven't started studying! Kick me!

Ooh, 'Roll with Me' by Abs is quite good.

It'll all be alright...

Erm...I think is pic is cute. I suppose they're dancing? Oh dear, what will Victoria say? =p

She won't have to say anything, her 'spokesperson' will do it for her. We ALL know who the spokesperson is, right?

So 'loh-man-tic'! Hahaha!

*Bluesy* out!

A small note...

2006-06-21T13:50:00.000+08:00

Before any of you say I'm being bitter because Steven Gerrard scored and NOT him, and that I'm depressed because YOUR Captain Fantastic scored, here's the truth. I'M NOT.

No, I'm not depressed at all. Think about it. Would you want England to lose and meet Germany in the second round? I really don't fancy meeting Germany THAT early.

No, I'm not bitter at all. Because if he scored the winning goal [provided Henrik Larsson didn't score], he would have been named the man-of-the-match. Sadly for him, he didn't but JOE COLE did! You HAVE to see his goal! Damn sublime...he deserves the man-of-the-match award.

The fact that I'm not depressed and bitter doesn't mean I'm madly in love with Steven Gerrard [that's like me falling in love with Jens Lehmann!]. I'm just being honest.

Why is everyone around me going on about how USELESS Frank Lampard is? He hasn't scored, true, but think about it. Der GreedyPants and Maggi-Mee hair [that's Michael Ballack and Ronaldinho for you!] haven't scored either. Ronaldinho is highly rated and respected by EVERYONE [make that ALMOST EVERYONE]. He scores a lot of amazing goals [The best one was the one where he single-handedly took on three of our beloved Chelsea defenders INCLUDING John Terry and scored past the BEST keeper the universe has seen Petr Cech. That was class!] and IS undoubtedly one of the best players in the world [I cannot slander my mum's favourite player, you know]. But it's going to be the third game and he STILL hasn't scored a single goal. Der GreedyPants missed the first game due to injury, but he has played in the last two games. And from what I saw in yesterday's game, he didn't look that impressive to be named the man-of-the-match [I would've nominated Miroslav Klose instead]. He was just...LOST.

When I watched the World Cup 2002, everyone went "Oh, Klose is God. He scored three past Saudi, 1 past Ireland and 1 past Nigeria! Just three games and already he's scored 5 goals!" [I think WE know who said this...please don't slap me, you stupid Scouser =p]. But after that, in the second round, he didn't score. In the quarterfinals, he didn't score either. In the semi-finals, he didn't score against Korea. And finally, in the finals, he didn't score against Brazil [if he did, I would've won OUR bet...don't look back in anger!]. What happened to YOUR God? Who was it who saved Germany with that narrow 1-0 victories? It was Der GreedyPants [that was why I LOVED him and had dreams of killing his girlfriend Simone then!]. He scored in that game against Korea, but got suspended for the finals when he got that second yellow card. Which left me in tears [I'm SO dramatic].

All I'm saying is, stop all this unnecessary slandering. He will come back with a bang and prove to others that he HAS what it takes to score goals and not fire blanks. If Michael Ballack had a slow start when Miroslav Klose had an impressive hattrick against Saudi, and then he [Der GreedyPants] was hailed as the German saviour [erm...I think I called him that! Don't think it was you though, since you kept saying Klose is STILL your God and you'd do him any day...you were just 14, you pervert! =p] after Klose couldn't score to save Germany's ass in the later stages. Who knows? Maybe Frank Lampard has a slow start while Steven Gerrard has a fast one, and maybe in the second round, he will shine [the 'Lamps shining brightly' joke is NOT entirely funny anymore, you silly thing!]. At least he IS trying to score. It's not like he isn't.

Yes...I'm defending him like how someone I know would defend Wayne Rooney, crybaby-gayboy-sissyface [you did say we live in a democratic country so I can say what I like! =p], and Stevie G. It's because I have this thing called faith. He's not stupid or incompetent. He's extremely good.

And seriously, I think the Lampard-Gerrard partnership beats the Lampard-Hargreaves partenrship. Even Rio Ferdinand thinks so too. I hope Michael Owen's okay. I hope he's not injured. That looked like a nasty fall. I hope he's okay. England fans reading this, pray with me that Michael James Owen is going to be fine. *kneels down and prays*

I wonder when Theo Walcott will get his big break. Could he possibly replace Peter Crouch should Michael Owen be injured and will not play any further? [Crouch would probably pair up with Rooney up front, and if Sven thinks he's an idiot, he might substitute him with Walcott]. Or maybe he could join the BENCHWARMERS SOCIETY. I wonder...what IS actually going through Sven-Goran Eriksson's mind???

YOU and I need to have a little conversation, you horrible 1/3 Paraguayan, 1/3 English, and 1/3 Indian [Yes, he's mixed. Mar's even more screwed up than he is! It runs in the family I suppose...].

Oh, in case you're reading this Sylvien, there's a pic of your CUTE TEDDY BEAR shirtless. Don't start drooling over your keyboard, you crazy girl!

Oh, I want to make a final farewell to Costa Rica, Poland, Trinidad & Tobago, Paraguay, Ivory Coast, Serbia & Montenegro, Iran, and Togo [have to admit that Otto Pfister is good-looking for a man his age...quite sexy!]. You were wonderful in the tournament, but it's time to say goodbye.

The person who WILL get the bribe from me is...Ms. I-should-be-there-to-comfort-Rooney! Even though I only got her messages at 6:50 AM...when she sent them at 3 or 4 something! Sorry...

Hmmm...but since you are leading in the Fantasy Game of ours, and I'm currently third, I might not buy it for you. =p

I DON'T LOVE HIM-LAH! YOU IDIOT! [Intended for the evil-penguin-with-a-big-mouth worshipper! And also that Klose-who-can-do-somersaults-after-he-scores-which-isn't-really-hot-in-MY-eyes fan! Dumb things!]

French hottie in HELP takes the cake any day!

Eh, you all were supposed to remind me NOT to be obsessed about that guy. Hmmph, you haven't been doing your jobs!

Ooh...eh, I forgot what I wanted to say already. Memory of a goldfish, they say.

*Bluesy* out!

Remind me...

2006-06-20T15:37:00.000+08:00

Not to get excited when I see that HOT French guy in HELP. Even if he IS skinny, tall, fair, has brown hair, and probably IS a computer freak.

Not to wear my jeans which has small hole on the right side when something important might happen. Even if I have no other pants to wear [which actually isn't true because my parents bought me more pants than skirts fearing my little legs will be bitten by evil mosquitoes!].

Not to wear slippers when something important might happen [for example, rain]. Even if I have blisters all over my dainty duck-feet.

Not to laugh by myself when people are looking at me. Even if I'm laughing for a good reason.

Not to forget to remind myself that I need a new haircut. Even if I like my hair now.

Not to do anything that can lead to total embarrassment. Even if it gives me my 15 minutes of fame.

Not to talk without thinking. Even if I'm super-excited over the fact Andriy Shevchenko scored and I made him my captain in the Fantasy Game.

Not to turn into a cam-whore. Even if it gives me my 15 minutes of fame.

Not to be lazy to study for mid-terms which are coming soon. Even if I have to sacrifice my World Cup 2006 [just 3 days!].

Not to criticise Philippe Senderos. Even if he plays for Arsenal.

Not to eat like a pig. Even if I haven't eaten something in ages.

Not to call Elen Rives 'that woman' in front of my mother [she thinks I should call her a lady!]. Even if I think she has a big mouth, is ugly, and wastes his money like there's no tomorrow. Don't you realise with that money you waste on that handbag, you can feed a starving child in some country affected by malnutrition? YOU STUPID WOMAN!!! [can call her that here since mum doesn't read my blog...tee-hee!]

Not to say "Aussie rocks!" in front of my dad. Even if I think Tim Cahill and Harry Kewell are yummy things and Mark Schwarzer and I share the same birthday.

***

I got my 15 minutes of fame, courtesy of The Star. So did Sylvien, Adrian, Ben, and Roya. Let's just say we were at the right place at the wrong time. We were supposed to do something else, somehow, we were lucky enough to get that 15 minutes. If there's anything wrong with my picture, please don't tell me. We looked so fake when we took the pics. Haha!

Not too sure when you'll get to see my ugly mugshot in The Star, but keep looking. =p

Oh, if any of you know my OTHER family members [as in my dad and my brother AND the extended relatives], please DON'T tell them. I want them to discover it for themselves. =p

Seriously feel like flushing myself down the toilet now.

Go England!!! Go Frank Lampard!!!

HAPPY 28TH BIRTHDAY, FRANK LAMPARD!!! SCORE ONE TODAY, YOU SEXY THING! *in case you're wodering which one is Frank Lampard, he's the shirtless one =p !*

May, he's grown darker now!!! Still sexy anyway.

Yes, I'm ham-sap. You got a problem with that?

Anyone willing enough to give me a blow-by-blow account of the game and the scorers?

Your kindness shall be repaid in the form of a McDonalds' chocolate milkshake. This form of bribery is only applicable to people I can reach out to [SMKCS people, HELP people].

But if I haven't seen or met you before, a virtual hug should be suffice, right? It's the thought that counts anyway...

*Bluesy* out!

Specially for Sylvien...

2006-06-19T17:07:00.000+08:00

This pic I'm going to put up is specially for Sylvien. Since you refuse to believe in things in front of your eyes, this is the proof. =p

The picture is VERY small, so I had to enlarge it a little [hence, the blurness of it all]. See the proof? You know what I'm talking about. But if you think Wayne is CUTE and looks like a TEDDY BEAR, I'll leave you with that thoughts. Shall NOT say anything further. If it makes you happy...[Eh, I left you a comment in the previous post...don't forget to read it. Just explaining myself on what I meant in my post!].

And stupid Brazil beat Australia 2-0! Hmmph...I hope they beat Croatia.

Dad: Japan and Aussie, who won?
Me: Aussie. I supported them because the keeper and I share the same birthday.
Dad: i don't want them to progress! Stupid country!
Me: Then who you want to go in?
Dad: I want England and France to go in. France got Thierry Henry and Sol Campbell [!!!!]
Me: Where got Sol Campbell in France? Got Vieira I know-lah.
Dad: Oh yeah. Vieira. He got good passes all you know. Stupid Wenger go sell him to Juventus.
Me: Pity him [what else you want me to say?].
Dad: Campbell played that day?
Me: No-lah.
Dad: He fat already cannot run.
Me: Last time WC 2002, I see him, he was so fit. Now got all his psychological problem, he go fat already. Like that Ronaldo.
Dad: Eh, Ronaldo last time fit. Some more he score all good goals one. Now go so fat, cannot kick also.
Me: Now go Real Madrid, he damn slow already. Stupid thing...

My dad is funny especially when he talks about my 'funds'. He is quite evil when he talk about my darling Frankie.

Apparently my cousin Wanie thinks my boobs are growing and I'm making good progress. Proof I've grown fatter. *cries*

Oh, and I did something really stupid today. I was looking at this French guy who is working in HELP in the IT department because he was walking in front of me to go to the loo, and I told Krisna [he was the emcee at the Fete de la Musique and that French guy was on TV!!] the French guy was HOT. And then I pointed at the door saying "That day he went, right?" and then this French guy did NOT go to the loo [changed his mind] and walked in front of me as I was pointing at him. And I was talking VERY loudly.

I'm an idiot.

Remind me not to do that again.

*Bluesy* out!

*~HypNoTiC BuTTeRfLy SPiRit~*

Awesome...

I knew it!

I have a confession...

It's a boring movie...

Yahoo...it's all over!

What in the name of James Blunt?

2 down, 1 more to go!

Who's madder?

I promised, but...

Goodbye Stats!

More pics...

Taking some time off...

Dear God...

Finals are coming...

Random

I want to die

Something useful from Law...

You're definitely beautiful...

Where have you gone?

What do I know?

What on earth?

You took everything, while I was staring at the sun...

Boo-hoo!

Sicky me...

DOA...

Go die lah-you!

Je ne regrette rien

Last Concerto?

Don't press the panic button!

Nerdy...

Things that annoy you in the morning...

Unwell

Is it any wonder?

What I want for my birthday...

What Zidane did...

It's your birthday...

Say my name...

Nothing to say...

FORZA ITALIA!!!

It comes to an end...

Would I?

I'm entertaining myself...

It won't hurt anymore...

Not what I expected...

I don't care what you call me...

David Beckham and my family...

Look what I found!

Still sour...but good.

There's nothing outside, and the darkness is waiting for you...

Bring on the heartbreak...

Riquilin...what's that?

Am I the ONLY sane one around?

Got tagged!

Time for pictures!

A night of sappy love songs...

PLEASE TAKE NOTE!!!

High level of food poisoning...

What in the world???

You know what I think?

Looks familiar?

You know...

Bye Czech Republic...

Super-lazy...

A small note...

Remind me...

Specially for Sylvien...

~HypNoTiC BuTTeRfLy SPiRit~