Anti - Gravity Love song.

Contrary to popular beliefs of my fear for jumping.
Let me reiterate, I have never feared of jumping. I may have 1001 phobias but jumping is fortunately not one of them. I am a jumpy kid by nature.
Th reason for my reluctance to jump is mainly due to the worry if the creaking wooden floors couldn't withstand my body mass. I definitely do not fancy ending up in a Luo Hans' aquarium downstairs.

And due to my massive weight, I cant jump as high and land slower than most of you. :That's why my foot is always seen on the ground despite jumping. ahakhak.

Next time we do a solidground photoshoot, I'll show you my jumps and maybe a cartwheel or two. :D

Oh hey, it's coming.

A couple of World Cup adverts came on in between the England vs Uruguay friendly repeat.
Reminisced back to the previous tournaments, I always liked World Cup 98 most, amongst the recent 90(s) to the 2002 Japan/Korea WC. Partly, because of a certain number 11 then in the France squad but it was all the way Oranjes for me in that world cup, was terribly upset when they eventually lose. I was in Malacca, watching Argentina battling out Netherlands. We scream ourselves hoarse when the Oranjes got through. I thought that was the best World Cup match(in my time) ever.

I also remembered how I supported team Romania too. I thought they were fantastic until the entire squad go blonde :\. Dan Petrescu is a dead ringer for David Duchovny ok.

We were rooting for France in the final because the sheer thought of Brazil monopolying the World Cup tournaments was just too nauseating especially when they have loads of dubious referee decisions that goes their way in every World Cup tournament. Granted, they are one helluva team but we do want to see other colours winning the world cup now and then. Takkan nak tgk Yellow jersey dgn blue shorts aje kaaaaaan.

Let's hope this year's WC would be an exciting one, unlike Korea/Japan yg OH-SO-PREDICTABLE with Brazil winning it and with not much contention.

Btw, YOU GURLS ROCK ok!
And with that, I leave you with :-


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Utterly disgusted.

If you can't empathise with what happened in Yogjakarta.
It's OK, suit yourself.
Just don't forget that whatever happens to them, can happen to you too.
We are afterall neighbours.
Don't go around babbling like a complete airhead, they deserve it.
Don't add salt to their wounds by saying, they deserve it because of the high amount of corruption, vices etc. in their country. Unless you can gurantee that wherever you are the place is practically sin-free ok, then you go ahead.

Don't go, they deserve it, but when it comes to us, it's musibah.
That holier than thou syndrome.
NO. it does not work that way ok.

/I feel like smacking some ppl on their old heads, irregardless of pakciks/makciks/datuks/neneks/noyangs/jujuks to knock some senses.

Gone.

He left to be with the Yellow Submarine.

I will miss the screeching halt tentative runs, that severus snape's locks, that gigi lapis, that telepathy passes with Thierry, that brazillian wax goatee, the brilliant GOALS, more than brilliant assists and most importantly the creative dimension he provides when he plays.

Probably, I still get to see him, now and then.

But I'll miss him as a gunner.

I did not foresee it will hurt me that much that he is leaving, but it did. He's departure left a void in me, he is after all one of the MAIN reasons I love being a gooner.
I have to deal with the fact that my favourite number jersey*not because he is wearing the no.* is going to be adorned by someone else.

Now, I gotta change my passwords. tsk.. tsk...

/Kay beat me to writing a sappy entry about his departure.
Which is really moooving. Pires not only leaves us with wonderful footballing memories at highbury. He also make me found my favourite Goonerette. ;)

Dodol betol lah aku nie.

Must start re-naming the names on my handphone.

Crestfallen.

Aftermath of Champions League Final:
(in sequential order)
- Urgent half day leave.
- Pointless MRT rides.
- The Da Vinci Code.
- Watching repeats of the match, study each and every player expressions whilst drinking what i believe truckloads of coffee.
- Goes to sleep with sad sad feeling in my tum tum.

( I am sadomasochist like that.)

I think, I'm OK now. At least I stopped wearing that grouchy moody expression anymore.
Oh well, shit happens and we got to move on.
BUT we will be back. STRONGER.

Come on you gunners.

/looks at Aisyah's picture in her gooner garb. *smiles*

CL aside, I love Paul as Silas. wooohooooo! And Mackellen, gd stuff old boy! I wich I could write MORE but I will not spoil it for anyone yet.

STAWP!

You win football from the pitch not from newspaper, internet and radio.
I wish more ppl have known that

Glimmer of Catalunya Porcupine.

"Are they beatable? Of course, otherwise there is no point playing. They are a great team and they have shown that in the last two years. But we've gone through against Madrid and Juventus when we were not the favourites."

For those of us(Gooners) who are having messed up doubts in our brain.
Take it from a 19 year old y'all.

/Go away you "Ronaldinho is a Genius" thoughts... shooo shoo...
We have Cesc and Titi.

Rodrigo SantoroK

Finally watched Behind The Sun fully.
No 10 mins naps in btwn, no wandered concentration.
1 and a half hrs uninterrupted.

And I loved it!
I love the way Pacu reads, the innocence in oblivion.

The only thing, that bugs me was how could an impoverished young man woke up to a gorgoeus hairdo.

/I'm having bad menstrual cramps (or issit PMS?) and stoopid photography later.
Wish me luck :/

Drive me insane.

In view of stressful times ahead.
I shall throw myself @ work.
No exactly happy week, because i will hv 2 full fledged photography shoots happening in a week.
Merde!
I shall throw myself at wherever possible.
I hopw i don't tire myself too much for Thurs morning.
Must avoid soccernet to prevent myself from reading those ultra confident remarks.

Welcome.

In addition to Isz's Animal World, Yanni is known as the SKINNY CAPYBARA.
Damn Cute Ok! And her boyfriend the TURTLE.

Anybody wants a pet name?
I'm good at this.

Oh Baby Walrus is now known as Baby Armadillo. He alwayssss wanted to be Armadillo lah, or so he says. :)

Me and Porcupines.

Yesterday, four of us sat on my bed and we talked about the impending match between Arsenal and Barcelona till the wee hours. Actually Mama Mammoth was reading the papers, the rest of us were busy discussing about Arsenal chances in the CL finals.

I will miss Baby Walrus when he goes for NS. No one to accompany me for my late night soccer matches, worst, he will be enlisted during the WC period. I can't count on Daddy MouseDeer to stay up with me unless its the FINAL or its a weekend.

Fyi, I am LITTLE PORCUPINE.

/shud see Baby Walrus face when I told them, I AM LITTLE PORCUPINE. With incredulous look on his face "Little eh?!!"

Thank you, Hammers

Nevermind that Alan Pardew blasts Arsene for his lack of englishman team.

They beat Spurs to keep us in the 4th place.

Shall return the favour and root for them in the FA Cup Final.

We did well, Thierry did a hat-trick, Pires stab a goal. I was hoping Bergy or RVP puts in one or two more and Cesc's header went in.

We are leaving HIGHBURY.

Pires will leave to not-sure-where-yet.

Bergy will hang up his boots for good, can't wait for the testimonial match @ Emirates Stadium.

Gd bye, Nigel the squirrel.

Kay must be super ecstatic at highbury now. I hope hope hope, she snaps gd pics to show off and manage to get pic taken with any of beloved Gunners.

I am super relieved ok.

4th place, at least a lil pressure eases off the young ones shoulders..

Have a gd game on the 17th, u boys.
No, make that a fantastic game. Awesome game. WTF? Just win it!

Oh man, I really feel the need to be in Paris on the 17th.

Thanks to Yanni and Yati for taking my mind off arsenal for a while.
I knew if I were to stay at home, I'll be a nervous wreck for the entire day waiting for 9.55pm.
I had fun looking at many many flowers of many many colours.
And PINK/RED/PINK and more PINK. :)

Shoeless.

I foresee 2 very happy ladies come 14th of May. One in Woodlands and the other in Bukit Panjang.

After much persuasion, I gave in and broke a tiny portion of the bank. I felt generous yesterday, and i hope I can feel that way for the rest of the month.

BUT. *looks on in horror*

My trusty VANS, which has been a faithful shoe withstanding all kinds of pressure, from workload, random kickabouts, 2 years without any washing, to my super heavy weight decides to take a crumble.
It's blardey disintegrating.

MY VANS IS FALLING APART!!

Now.. now
How am I suppose to go to work wihout my workshoes?