WHOOHOO!!!!

alright spain!!!!!!!

heart-stopping brilliance in 90 minutes.

think its got my vote for best match so far.



utterly floored. =)

and there it rears its ugly head, that strangely unfamiliar melancholy.

devoid.

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going no where
Going no where
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head
I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world

thinking. missing. wanting.

" 'SKEW ME FEMALE! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND FOOTBALL! "

according to straits time columnist Teo Cheng Wee ( i shake my fist at you!)

i declare myself averse to males who subscribe to archaic gender stereotyping of this sort.

pui.

the introductory to his column:

"Women, stop pretending to be fans if you're not - you have no idea what football is about"

tamade im going to smack him.

he proceeds to postulate that:

"Men watch football for fun. But women who think they know football watch it to be one of the cool girls who hang out with the fellows at the bar."

so if i like to eat peanuts and lim beer at the bar, whilst watching sweaty men kick a ball around on tv BY MYSELF cannot is it?!

wait wait, it gets better.

the man (whose purist ideals with regard to football render him similar to hitler) ends off his extremely sexist column with:

"If you havent actually kicked the ball, you wont know. And, sorry i dont see why i have to explain stuff like this at every game to a supposed (such insinuations! pui!) fan.

And you wonder why most sports journalists, match commentators and football pundits are guys.

Remember, ladies: its not a badge of honour. It's a bloody game. Enjoy it at your own level (eh hello, wtf?!) if you cant enjoy it like the guys.

Just dont spoil it for the men. (i slap you then you know)"

the insinuations in the article are grossly sexist.

apparently women are only well-versed in mascara and the great singapore sale. (to that i throw a pointy tweezer at him)

there's loads more where that came from..

..so everybody please turn to pg 4 of sunday life! and proceed to step on it.

rarrrr.

cannot understand why such clearly defined boundaries between male and female enjoyment of football must be drawn.

want to watch just watch la.

and as my show of defiance (even though i dont know much about football but still want to watch world cup anyway)

...i shall put up a picture of my beloved cristiano ronaldo. (go portugal!!!)



perfection personified. whoohoo!

and i dont care how superficial that sounds.

hurhurhur.

been listening to alot of hinder lately.

why'd you go and break what's already broken?
i try to take a breath but i'm already choking
how long till this goes away?
i try to remember to forget you

if it were that simple.

hah.

it just isnt.

EH LIM BU!!

haha.

happy 21st birthday lumps!

ur the coolest, most pyschotic moron i know. =P

but you know i heart you so damn much la.

14 years and counting... thanks for always being there. =)

WTF?!!

haha i think im damn bo liao la.

Your Deadly Sins

Sloth: 60%

Gluttony: 20%

Pride: 20%

Envy: 0%

Greed: 0%

Lust: 0%

Wrath: 0%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%

You will get bugs, because you're too lazy to shoo them off. And then you'll die.

How Sinful Are You?

tamade.

bugs my ass.

just watched portugal's (hurrah!) first match.

granted its a terribly superficial reason to watch football, (rendering football purists liable to hurl rocks at me) =P

...but let it be said that the portuguese team are aesthetic in more ways than one eh??

wink wink. =P

hurhur.

ok its off to bed.

TOO RANDOM FOR A TITLE...

get the feeling that i have so much threatening to spill over but no words to articulate.

irksome. heh.

nothing negative per se, just a passing intriguing thought.

wanna piece it all back but dont know how.

a tightening grasp the only certainty.

so much begs to be questioned.

yet its ironic that the only thing that matters is the clearest.

was introduced to an absolutely beautiful song today. thanks liang.

imogen heap's speeding cars is haunting.

Here's the day you hoped would never come
Don’t feed me violence, just run with me
Through rows of speeding cars
The paper cuts, the cheating lovers
The coffee’s never strong enough
I know you think it’s more than just bad luck

There, there, baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC's of growing up
Now, now, darlin’
Oh don’t lose your head
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeah

Sleeping pills, no sleeping dogs lie never
Far enough away
Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt
I’ve watched you slowly winding down for years
You can’t keep on like this
Now is as bad of time as any

in a totally unrelated aside, just watched the game between sweden and T&T.

brilliant performance from T&T i thought.

human will thriving in adversity. amazing.

and on that very apt note, am off to bed. friendlies tmr.

I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story, and oh I scream for you.

"EH I DRIVE YOU TO..."

then again, maybe not la huh. =P

terrorized the roads 3 times already.

and its only been like 3 days since i got the license.

mum's never letting me drive her car again. ever.

"you're not ready to handle this car" she says.

ok lor.

ariel, sweet, manda and cs are probably grateful to be alive right now. =P

haha.

dangerous lane weaving, almost head-on collision with road divider and what not.

wah piang.

totally burnt from today. heat was a killer.

gross new tanlines now spanning my front and back.

but its ok. polo is my escape. =)

anyways, hinder's lips of an angel is lovely.

Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you I
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

ok i need a nap. zzzz.