So far my football psychic predictions hardly failed me and it's the same this season as well.
1) Rooney breaking his leg (HAHAHAHAHA came true)
2) C. Ronaldo breaking his head (in a way, so half true)
3) City beating United (ROFLMAOLOLOLOLOL)
4) Torres scoring against Chelsea (came true, as expected)
5) Gerrard performing magic skills again when Liverpool needs it (didn't happen against Chelsea)
6) Liverpool beating Sunderland (woohoo)
8) Arsenal beating City (woohoo)
9) Portsmouth beating Chelsea (didn't come true :()
Anyway, Tottenham will beat Manchester Untied today for sure or at least get a draw. No way MU's gonna win.
Sunday, 26 August 2007
Saturday, 11 August 2007
I got chosen for NS
'nuff said.
Marilah berkhidmat untuk negara ini.
Yang bodoh.
Adrian got chosen, Pui Ling didn't.
Tabik hormat lah saya...
Marilah berkhidmat untuk negara ini.
Yang bodoh.
Adrian got chosen, Pui Ling didn't.
Tabik hormat lah saya...
Friday, 3 August 2007
Off to Aaron's House 3
I'm reporting live from Zion, Bandar Botanic.
There's a somewhat pretty girl sitting two seats away on my left. Tonight's host is playing DotA on my right. The other three guys are sitting somewhere behind me joining the host too. As an anti-DotA player, I thought I might bore you with my reporting skills instead.
This is the third week in a row I've been here. Eating, playing CS, doing some online stuff here, etc. The connection of my comp at home has gone crazy, so I think this will be the last post you'll ever see in my blog.
Fare thee well, children.
P.S. What do you think of the works of the Wandering Traveler, which you could see on your right? He's an online friend I made through RO, so do leave a comment on what you think of his posts there once in a while.
There's a somewhat pretty girl sitting two seats away on my left. Tonight's host is playing DotA on my right. The other three guys are sitting somewhere behind me joining the host too. As an anti-DotA player, I thought I might bore you with my reporting skills instead.
This is the third week in a row I've been here. Eating, playing CS, doing some online stuff here, etc. The connection of my comp at home has gone crazy, so I think this will be the last post you'll ever see in my blog.
Fare thee well, children.
P.S. What do you think of the works of the Wandering Traveler, which you could see on your right? He's an online friend I made through RO, so do leave a comment on what you think of his posts there once in a while.
Thursday, 26 July 2007
HARRY POTTER IS DEAD!
Well, the series has ended with the release of the last Harry Potter book (you thought I was talking about the character? Sheesh!). I finally got to finish it today, and I got to say that:
There isn't enough of Luna Lovegood. After spending 6 days reading the Deathly Hallows which consisted of 607 pages, the story of the Boy Who Lived comes to an end after a decade.
If you really want to know whether Harry lives or dies, boycott MPH, Popular, Harris and Times and support Carrefour and Tesco for selling the books at a cheaper price. Buy the book for only RM 69.90.
There isn't enough of Luna Lovegood. After spending 6 days reading the Deathly Hallows which consisted of 607 pages, the story of the Boy Who Lived comes to an end after a decade.
If you really want to know whether Harry lives or dies, boycott MPH, Popular, Harris and Times and support Carrefour and Tesco for selling the books at a cheaper price. Buy the book for only RM 69.90.
Friday, 20 July 2007
Off to Aaron's house
In about 45 minutes time, I'll be leaving my house to make love with a bunch of guys at Aaron's house because we are sad and lonely people.
Actually, it's just a sleepover with Tinesh, Tham, Wong, and maybe more guys (I don't know who else will be going).
And of course...
CS NIGHT!
Actually, it's just a sleepover with Tinesh, Tham, Wong, and maybe more guys (I don't know who else will be going).
And of course...
CS NIGHT!
Friday, 13 July 2007
Seafield the fuckfest school
Ooga booga Seafield is one motherfucking arrogant S.O.B. (that's son of a bitch to you if you don't know) prickhead school who looks down on other schools and is so full of itself it makes me cry bloody tears.
I can't believe the teachers think it's actually right to diss other schools and think they're the best and higher than the rest. Two of my classmates skipped school, got caught by a certain hateful teacher, and this is what they told me happened.
Teacher: What school are you from?
Student: USJ 4.
Teacher: No wonder lah!
WTF? Seriously go die lah cibaibai (my new favourite word which I learnt from a friend)! Girls who have fringe, guys whose hair touches the collar, will get sent to the Bilik HEM immediately. Guys have two choices: get their hair cut on the spot or ask their parents to pick them up from the school and get their hair cut somewhere else.
Pergi matilah perempuan tua berdada lapangan terbang... Pn Tan Chin Chin and Mr Victor I love you two to bits. Even though you two always complain to me about my hair at least you guys are open and sporting about it.
No wonder our great Pengetua of our former alma mater told me this when I took my Form 6 qualification slip:
"Seafield? Mereka tu selalu kutuk sekolah kita. Jagalah nama baik sekolah kita di sana."
Tentulah, Kak Ruby. Kita takkan lupakan sekolah kita yang selalu berilmu, beramal dan berbudi.
Fuck you Seafield.
I can't believe the teachers think it's actually right to diss other schools and think they're the best and higher than the rest. Two of my classmates skipped school, got caught by a certain hateful teacher, and this is what they told me happened.
Teacher: What school are you from?
Student: USJ 4.
Teacher: No wonder lah!
WTF? Seriously go die lah cibaibai (my new favourite word which I learnt from a friend)! Girls who have fringe, guys whose hair touches the collar, will get sent to the Bilik HEM immediately. Guys have two choices: get their hair cut on the spot or ask their parents to pick them up from the school and get their hair cut somewhere else.
Pergi matilah perempuan tua berdada lapangan terbang... Pn Tan Chin Chin and Mr Victor I love you two to bits. Even though you two always complain to me about my hair at least you guys are open and sporting about it.
No wonder our great Pengetua of our former alma mater told me this when I took my Form 6 qualification slip:
"Seafield? Mereka tu selalu kutuk sekolah kita. Jagalah nama baik sekolah kita di sana."
Tentulah, Kak Ruby. Kita takkan lupakan sekolah kita yang selalu berilmu, beramal dan berbudi.
Fuck you Seafield.
Tuesday, 10 July 2007
My first proper exercise since the last day of SPM
Venue: 3K
Time: 3.50 p.m. - 5.33 p.m.
Activity: Badminton
Participants: Wong, Jin
I finally get to have a real sweating session today. After a year of not playing badminton, my skills had gone down the drain initially but after taking a break for a few minutes, I began to play better like how I used to be (which isn't particularly good, anyhow).
Finally, I get to SMASH (I couldn't do it last year after stopping for a year too). SMASH is something that all badminton players should learn to love and appreciate. SMASH requires speed, power and accuracy (though my SMASHes love to stick to the net). It's always a bonus if you get to hit any part of your opponent's body; head and privates especially.
There were a group of special children playing in the other end of the hall as well.
We went to A&W to get a glass of root beer each.
"Savour the moment."
We drank.
"AH I'M IN HEAVEN BEST DRINK EVER!"
Wong's dad fetched us home. I did my history notes. I squeezed in a few minutes of my time to write this post just like I did the previous one.
Time: 3.50 p.m. - 5.33 p.m.
Activity: Badminton
Participants: Wong, Jin
I finally get to have a real sweating session today. After a year of not playing badminton, my skills had gone down the drain initially but after taking a break for a few minutes, I began to play better like how I used to be (which isn't particularly good, anyhow).
Finally, I get to SMASH (I couldn't do it last year after stopping for a year too). SMASH is something that all badminton players should learn to love and appreciate. SMASH requires speed, power and accuracy (though my SMASHes love to stick to the net). It's always a bonus if you get to hit any part of your opponent's body; head and privates especially.
There were a group of special children playing in the other end of the hall as well.
We went to A&W to get a glass of root beer each.
"Savour the moment."
We drank.
"AH I'M IN HEAVEN BEST DRINK EVER!"
Wong's dad fetched us home. I did my history notes. I squeezed in a few minutes of my time to write this post just like I did the previous one.
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