We have a cat.
Or, a kitten. You may call it that.
We named him Fifa.
Daddy calls him Ganja.
Mummy strangled daddy for calling him Ganja.
We have to put Fifa/Ganja in a cage outside.
Now I'm scared he would get phobia.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
National Service = very funny
Monday, July 12, 2010
An epic final
And the 2010 FIFA World Cup goes to...
SPAIN !
I woke up at 2.45a.m. and ran downstairs. Daddy was already seated in front of the tv, giving me one of his goofy smiles. He beat me to the tv, it seems. Haha! We did this twice. See who wakes up first. I beat him during the Germany-Spain match. 20 minutes passed and daddy ran downstairs and looked at me, "Why didnt you wake daddy up?" Hahahaha!
Well, the final match was a crazy one! No one should have missed it. Even if you hate Netherlands, for whatever reason I still cant come up with. Even if you hate Spain for beating Germany, or for beating Portugal (haha, Kavan!). Even if you hate Paul, the 'psychic' octopus for all his right predictions. I still dont know how the creature does it but I have a bad feeling about him. My theory? Paul has mastered the logic of probability, which many of us took for granted. It makes perfect sense. And I refuse to believe he has any sort of psychic ability. Now, Ray, quit telling me it's the tentacles...
I never thought Spain would come this far. Yes, I'm a very loyal fan but really, who would've thought? I was scared when they were going against Portugal. I didnt watch that match. Haha! Nights before that, Ashley told me, "We're going to make Cristiano Ronaldo cry. Cry, baby. Cry!" And she was right! Oh, Ashley, you made my day. I love those red and yellow nails of yours, by the way.
So here Spain was, in the final. Oh, the suspense. First half, no goal. Second half, no goal. 90 minutes passed and still no goal. I went around my head trying to think of what should happen next. Extra time! Or... If I had let my imagination come true... Rematch! And the world cup shall not end today. I wish that were the case. But extra time, it is. First half of extra time, still. no. goal. What is this?
Me: Dude, this is a freakin crazy final!
Gurjit: I know! And I'm loving it!
But after Netherlands was short of a player, since Stekelenburg got a red card, haha, Spain finally scored! Go, Iniesta. And to think he was crazy from the beginning. Poor guy kept falling. Not a minute after he got up, a Dutch trips him back down. I feel for you, Andres. But you didnt have to push him.
I gotta admit though, the match was hilarious. Commentator has got a way with words. The bald referee (so everyone calls him) must be tired of pulling the yellow card too many times. Those Dutch players tipped me off. Rough play. And Sneijder! He should have gotten a red card for kicking Alonso in the chest with his boot. Why would you have your foot up that high anyway? I've got my eyes on you, Sneijder. I'm not over this.
If I had to pick a favorite, (off the Spanish squad) in this match, it would be Iker Casillas. I love you so much today, Casillas. Amazing goalie. Nice save. I mean, saves. Fernando Torres, on the other hand, was a disappointment. David Villa made way for him to get in to the pitch only to have Torres enlighten the Netherlands' fans with his hamstring -_-"
I need not to say more.
But I am very very very happy for the win! Teehee! Went to school with a huge smile on my face. I sure did annoy my anti-Spain classmates. They were so depressed. I went to Science 3 to watch Christina and her gang celebrate. Haha! More Spain supporters in that class. Loud supporters, I must say. Very loud. I was so hyper in the morning. But once the break ended, I went back to class and crashed on the table. Mel kept molesting my underarm to wake me up. I became immune to it. Hehe!
I cant wait for the next FIFA! That is if the world doesnt end in 2012...
Well, the final match was a crazy one! No one should have missed it. Even if you hate Netherlands, for whatever reason I still cant come up with. Even if you hate Spain for beating Germany, or for beating Portugal (haha, Kavan!). Even if you hate Paul, the 'psychic' octopus for all his right predictions. I still dont know how the creature does it but I have a bad feeling about him. My theory? Paul has mastered the logic of probability, which many of us took for granted. It makes perfect sense. And I refuse to believe he has any sort of psychic ability. Now, Ray, quit telling me it's the tentacles...
I never thought Spain would come this far. Yes, I'm a very loyal fan but really, who would've thought? I was scared when they were going against Portugal. I didnt watch that match. Haha! Nights before that, Ashley told me, "We're going to make Cristiano Ronaldo cry. Cry, baby. Cry!" And she was right! Oh, Ashley, you made my day. I love those red and yellow nails of yours, by the way.
So here Spain was, in the final. Oh, the suspense. First half, no goal. Second half, no goal. 90 minutes passed and still no goal. I went around my head trying to think of what should happen next. Extra time! Or... If I had let my imagination come true... Rematch! And the world cup shall not end today. I wish that were the case. But extra time, it is. First half of extra time, still. no. goal. What is this?
Me: Dude, this is a freakin crazy final!
Gurjit: I know! And I'm loving it!
But after Netherlands was short of a player, since Stekelenburg got a red card, haha, Spain finally scored! Go, Iniesta. And to think he was crazy from the beginning. Poor guy kept falling. Not a minute after he got up, a Dutch trips him back down. I feel for you, Andres. But you didnt have to push him.
I gotta admit though, the match was hilarious. Commentator has got a way with words. The bald referee (so everyone calls him) must be tired of pulling the yellow card too many times. Those Dutch players tipped me off. Rough play. And Sneijder! He should have gotten a red card for kicking Alonso in the chest with his boot. Why would you have your foot up that high anyway? I've got my eyes on you, Sneijder. I'm not over this.
If I had to pick a favorite, (off the Spanish squad) in this match, it would be Iker Casillas. I love you so much today, Casillas. Amazing goalie. Nice save. I mean, saves. Fernando Torres, on the other hand, was a disappointment. David Villa made way for him to get in to the pitch only to have Torres enlighten the Netherlands' fans with his hamstring -_-"
I need not to say more.
But I am very very very happy for the win! Teehee! Went to school with a huge smile on my face. I sure did annoy my anti-Spain classmates. They were so depressed. I went to Science 3 to watch Christina and her gang celebrate. Haha! More Spain supporters in that class. Loud supporters, I must say. Very loud. I was so hyper in the morning. But once the break ended, I went back to class and crashed on the table. Mel kept molesting my underarm to wake me up. I became immune to it. Hehe!
I cant wait for the next FIFA! That is if the world doesnt end in 2012...
"In 2013, I'm going to watch the movie 2012 and laugh..."
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Rivera
It was a beautiful morning. Rivera couldn't help but be amazed by the beauty that surrounded her. She had followed where her feet took her and here she was, alone in a garden she had never been to. She didn't know where she was but she couldn't care less. This place was nice. Very serene and peaceful. The weather wasn't as cruel as she thought it would be. The sun didn't shine too brightly and the wind blew so softly.
Rivera had her head tilted up to the skies the entire time. She watched the leaves of the trees fall as her dainty feet strolled quietly around the garden. She kept whispering to herself, "Wow, this is too pretty," and gently touched every blooming flower she laid her eyes on.
"You don't get out much, do you?" a low voice asked.
Rivera quickly snapped back to her senses and turned around. She blushed when she saw Liam, her school mate, who was standing under a tree and smiling at her response. Rivera shut her eyes and couldn't believe how lost she was in the beauty that she didn't notice Liam's presence.
"What's wrong, Rivera?" Liam approached her.
"Nothing's wrong. It's this place. I've never seen anything like it. It's so beautiful. I never thought nature was so beautiful."
Liam chuckled at her answer. "Rivera, you spend your daylight with books and I'm pretty sure you spend your nighttime the same way, too. It's no wonder you never notice these things," Liam told her.
Rivera opened her mouth. She wanted to argue with him but realised that she was better off. He was right, after all. She cringed and thought of better things to say. Liam smiled and walked towards the white wooden bench placed in the middle of the garden. He sat on it and Rivera followed him.
"Well, Liam. Haven't you heard? One must read to gain knowledge," Rivera tried her best to defend her ways.
"Reading isn't the only way to gain knowledge. One must also explore. And please explain to me one thing. How did we end up speaking like poets?" Liam jokingly asked.
They both laughed at the thought of the sentences they had formed in their little argument. Rivera had to admit the truth in Liam's words. One really must explore to gain knowledge and to widen it, too. She was eager to do that; to explore. The only thing that was in her way was her fear. She was afraid of trying new things, afraid of being out of her comfort zone, which was being among books. Liam, then, took her hand and helped her get rid of the fear. Little did she know, this was the day that changed her life forever.
Rivera had her head tilted up to the skies the entire time. She watched the leaves of the trees fall as her dainty feet strolled quietly around the garden. She kept whispering to herself, "Wow, this is too pretty," and gently touched every blooming flower she laid her eyes on.
"You don't get out much, do you?" a low voice asked.
Rivera quickly snapped back to her senses and turned around. She blushed when she saw Liam, her school mate, who was standing under a tree and smiling at her response. Rivera shut her eyes and couldn't believe how lost she was in the beauty that she didn't notice Liam's presence.
"What's wrong, Rivera?" Liam approached her.
"Nothing's wrong. It's this place. I've never seen anything like it. It's so beautiful. I never thought nature was so beautiful."
Liam chuckled at her answer. "Rivera, you spend your daylight with books and I'm pretty sure you spend your nighttime the same way, too. It's no wonder you never notice these things," Liam told her.
Rivera opened her mouth. She wanted to argue with him but realised that she was better off. He was right, after all. She cringed and thought of better things to say. Liam smiled and walked towards the white wooden bench placed in the middle of the garden. He sat on it and Rivera followed him.
"Well, Liam. Haven't you heard? One must read to gain knowledge," Rivera tried her best to defend her ways.
"Reading isn't the only way to gain knowledge. One must also explore. And please explain to me one thing. How did we end up speaking like poets?" Liam jokingly asked.
They both laughed at the thought of the sentences they had formed in their little argument. Rivera had to admit the truth in Liam's words. One really must explore to gain knowledge and to widen it, too. She was eager to do that; to explore. The only thing that was in her way was her fear. She was afraid of trying new things, afraid of being out of her comfort zone, which was being among books. Liam, then, took her hand and helped her get rid of the fear. Little did she know, this was the day that changed her life forever.
All glory to God.
I was inspired to write after reading The Bible.
Must I really begin to tell you how hard it is for me to find inspiration? :)
This is very short, compared to my usual writings.
I was warned not to write too long.
The disappointment. Ah, but then again, this means a lot to me.
I was inspired to write after reading The Bible.
Must I really begin to tell you how hard it is for me to find inspiration? :)
This is very short, compared to my usual writings.
I was warned not to write too long.
The disappointment. Ah, but then again, this means a lot to me.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
This week has been a really good one. Why?
1. We didnt study much in school. Okay, that sounded like a good thing in my head but now that I typed it out, it doesnt anymore. In some ways it is, but I'd rather get an overdose of education. Yes, that's the nerd talking. I should stop typing about this now. Moving on...
2. Spain won! (Germany match) Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! I'm sorry, I just have to laugh about this. I only slept for three hours, went to school laughing about the match and then fell asleep after break time. I dont like the fact that my classmates dont talk football. Or at least, talk Spain-won-and-the-match-was-so-solid. But thank God for Mel and Jeff, though!
3. I finally got things right :) Well, only a few people know what this means. It's a little personal. Lets just say I used to bababa and get mad but now I bababa the right way and feel peace :D Right. I think I just confused some people. Hmm...
4. I drove for the first time this afternoon! Mum was so scared earlier. I was in school in the morning, she picked me up and brought me to the "new mall". (I dont know why she brought me there, I dont even like shopping but oh well!) When it had passed 1pm, she still wanted to stay around and asked if I wanted to go to the toy store but when I reminded her I should be driving at 2pm, we quickly got home. On the way, she told me so many things like "dont get distracted, listen to uncle, when you wanna change the gear make sure you press the clutch, dont blur blur. I'm so scared just imagining you drive!" Wow, the trust. Hahah! Well, the first time was fun! I wanted to drive more and I kept shouting in my head, "Let's drive some more some more!" and it's funny how my prayers are answered right away. Uncle let me drive on the main road although I wasnt supposed to because I dont even have my L-license yet. I drove myself home xD According to mummy, the distance I drove was far but it didnt feel like far to me. She said, "That's because you terbang!" Hahahahaha! My instructor kept telling me to slow down or else I would "terbang". Haha! Funny old man...
5. My mum is trying to talk football! I got back from youth gathering and mummy went out. A few minutes ago she texted me...
Mummy: Us spain won.
Me: Mummy, this is very funny because the final is tomorrow night but thank you for building the confidence of talking football. Really appreciate it. Hahahahaha!
...and exactly 13 minutes after that she replied, "Hahahaha, it must be the repeat then".
Haha! That just made my night! My mummy trying to talk football xD
1. We didnt study much in school. Okay, that sounded like a good thing in my head but now that I typed it out, it doesnt anymore. In some ways it is, but I'd rather get an overdose of education. Yes, that's the nerd talking. I should stop typing about this now. Moving on...
2. Spain won! (Germany match) Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! I'm sorry, I just have to laugh about this. I only slept for three hours, went to school laughing about the match and then fell asleep after break time. I dont like the fact that my classmates dont talk football. Or at least, talk Spain-won-and-the-match-was-so-solid. But thank God for Mel and Jeff, though!
3. I finally got things right :) Well, only a few people know what this means. It's a little personal. Lets just say I used to bababa and get mad but now I bababa the right way and feel peace :D Right. I think I just confused some people. Hmm...
4. I drove for the first time this afternoon! Mum was so scared earlier. I was in school in the morning, she picked me up and brought me to the "new mall". (I dont know why she brought me there, I dont even like shopping but oh well!) When it had passed 1pm, she still wanted to stay around and asked if I wanted to go to the toy store but when I reminded her I should be driving at 2pm, we quickly got home. On the way, she told me so many things like "dont get distracted, listen to uncle, when you wanna change the gear make sure you press the clutch, dont blur blur. I'm so scared just imagining you drive!" Wow, the trust. Hahah! Well, the first time was fun! I wanted to drive more and I kept shouting in my head, "Let's drive some more some more!" and it's funny how my prayers are answered right away. Uncle let me drive on the main road although I wasnt supposed to because I dont even have my L-license yet. I drove myself home xD According to mummy, the distance I drove was far but it didnt feel like far to me. She said, "That's because you terbang!" Hahahahaha! My instructor kept telling me to slow down or else I would "terbang". Haha! Funny old man...
5. My mum is trying to talk football! I got back from youth gathering and mummy went out. A few minutes ago she texted me...
Mummy: Us spain won.
Me: Mummy, this is very funny because the final is tomorrow night but thank you for building the confidence of talking football. Really appreciate it. Hahahahaha!
...and exactly 13 minutes after that she replied, "Hahahaha, it must be the repeat then".
Haha! That just made my night! My mummy trying to talk football xD
Dear God, you are funny. I love you :D
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
smelly melly has jelly in her belly
I randomly posted this poem on Melinda's Facebook wall. Right after posting a poem on 3sa's. Yeah, I've been talking through poems. Sue me.
I've got nothing better to do
She is currently in Barrio. She left yesterday, I've been alone ever since.
I've got nothing better to do
So, I've decided to spam your wall
Random poems I'll send you
Now get on your knees and crawl
Your best trait is your ability to obsess
You're so cheeky and clingy
How do I get out of this beautiful mess?
Maybe I should just stick around
Make you laugh until your eyeballs jump
But you're out of reach
so I slept as the teachers preach
Melinda Fiona, do come back, quick!
She is currently in Barrio. She left yesterday, I've been alone ever since.
Lifeless lips
Planets are all aligned
above us, we cant see
so far away, stars in the sky
oh, we are outnumbered
we take everything for granted
and our wishes are not fulfilled
we worry our lives away
and we get what we deserve
we ignore, we lie, we pretend
we are all innocent
up until the time we see
our regrets staring at us
guilt run through our veins
we cant stop this
for our lips have told too many lies
they cant be saved
they are dead
no more confessions to tell
and so our fate will be
just like that
of our lifeless lips
above us, we cant see
so far away, stars in the sky
oh, we are outnumbered
we take everything for granted
and our wishes are not fulfilled
we worry our lives away
and we get what we deserve
we ignore, we lie, we pretend
we are all innocent
up until the time we see
our regrets staring at us
guilt run through our veins
we cant stop this
for our lips have told too many lies
they cant be saved
they are dead
no more confessions to tell
and so our fate will be
just like that
of our lifeless lips
Glad you decided to act like a total stranger
remember how you used to make me feel invisible?
have a little taste of your own poison now
You're in the same room
You're next to me
But I stopped noticing
I dont see you anymore
Your ignorance doesnt get me mad
like I used to be
I feel nothing now
not the slightest bit of regret either
have a little taste of your own poison now
You're in the same room
You're next to me
But I stopped noticing
I dont see you anymore
Your ignorance doesnt get me mad
like I used to be
I feel nothing now
not the slightest bit of regret either
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