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Sunday, January 28, 2007

yesterday was a hell of a long day. haha soo i guess this's gonna be a hell of a long post.

woke up at 11 to meet up with bun, james yeo and pan to lan at queensway. but as usual i was late.. this time 3 hrs late.
upon going there i realised that yeo's bro was there too. so jus play lor.. was waiting for mr faris razak to meet me there b4 proceeding to the stadium.

after playing for 2 plus hrs faris came.. and told me that got 2 extra tickets cause his friends pulled out last min >.<
in e end pan agreed to join us. adding the disclaimer that he was most likely gonna sleep during the match. we left the lan centre soon after and met rahman, who was late (dammit.. not as late as my 3 hrs) and we proceeded to lunch at the anchorage. we ate at seperate places. me and pan at subway and faris and rahman at kfc. no racism here! it's just that subway contains PORK. =p

NO PORK! NO PORK! RK HSE NO PORK!

k insider joke.

it was 630 when we left for the stadium. taxi of course. time went esp fast in the cab, cause it was soon 700. we were stuck in the jam when the taxi driver suggested we go by nicholl highway. well... y not? jus give it a try lor..
the gamble paid off and we were on our way before we knew it.

finally we reached the stadium at around 710. took a few photos and proceeded to check in our tickets.

SORRY VANESSA! i didn tell u for free tickets on time!

a slight rain came. but not enought to dampen the spirits of the fans. but just as quick as the drizzle started, it stopped. seems like the gods wanna watch this match too =D

well back to e story. we four joined literally thousands more in slowly crawling ourselves up the stairs. the whole place was JAMM PACKED!
walking up the stairs, we found ourselves washed from our feet from the effect of... where else better? THE MIDDLE OF THE KALLANG WAVE. it just swooshed past us and i couldnt help but joining in with the many others shouting away and stamping our feet to create the "surround sound" effect. the effect which only the 55000 ppl there would experience. and most likely never forget in the many years to come.

finally took a seat at the west stand. and the match started and went smoothly and for long periods, singapore dominated. must be cause of the fans! i mean... when else u see so many singaporeans gathered in a stadium?
just too bad that the stadium's gonna be teared down in july... SAD LAH HOR!

wah see shi jiayi and riduan playing the ball around in midfield was really a treat man. they two were perfect on that day. sending passes here and there. whooohooo!! go lions!
then the break came. the damn break that silenced the strong cheers. lewis' blunder.

everyone was like... WAD THE FUCK?!?!

but nvm lor.. play on.. rahman beside me like damn sian. but i told him to look at the arsenal match against man u. when they scored in 5mins. and told him.. "STILL GOT ALOT OF TIME DE!! RELAX!"
sure enough we equallised.

bloody hell i couldn see e goal properly sia. cause so messy. but jus celebrate lor LOL!

malaysia got one sub at my end doing free show when warming up for us! and we were giving names at him for fun! funny sia e supporters. behind got one say "WHO LET THE MONKEYS OUT?!" when he was doing star jumps. e most funny one was when he was SHAKING HIS ASS. "EH! HERE NOT THE PLACE TO DANCE LAH!" LOL!

much later on the whole bench joined him in warming up. "BALEK KAMPONG LA MALAYSIA! TADMAU GILA GILA SINI LA! LOSE ALREADY LA!"

don't you just LOVE this kind of supporters?

i do.

haha back to match. it ended 1 all in normal time. so it went into extra time.

didn see james pan sleep at all. >.< so much for sleeping in a FUCKING SOCCER MATCH. HAHAHA ITS IMPOSSIBLE.

no goals in extra time. although lewis almost let in one, we made a hell lot more chances. but scary la!
more scary! penalty shootout!!

i could barely watch. but no choice la wanna film the process.. will upload it in e next post. so jus watch lor.. but shaking like SIAO sia! crazy sia.. nervous!

seeing the scoreboard.

1-1

indra slotted the penalty
2-1

malaysia scored (BOOOO)
2-2

noh alam shah backed one
3-2

malaysia scored again (WAH THEY CAN SHOOT DE AH? DIDN KNOW)
3-3

mustafic!
4-3

lewis ALMOST saved this!!
4-4

GOGO GOAL!!!
5-4

yea.. scored again. sian
5-5

shi jiayi!
6-5

and it stayed this score. to singapore. the whole stadium, less a small grp of yellow, erupted into a chaotic chaos.
kallang has once again came to life.
i was elated. feeling something which words can never ever describe. something just WASHED over me and before i knew it, i was jumping up and down, shouting like a madman.

finally we left the stadium. and the rains came. wad timing. (gods watched match finish liao and must do their job liao)
so no time to take photos with the pitch on background

wad a time! wad an experience! and all for $2!

wed's the finals! anybody up for it?

im sure am =D


composed.* 10:51 PM
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Friday, January 26, 2007

is this wad ends the story
is this the final chapter?
why has fate planned this
why put me through this rapture?
maybe someday i'll get over it
mayb i'll forget u after time passes
but a long time it'll be,
for u to fade away and blend with the masses....

hope u like my poem =x


composed.* 10:38 PM
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Wednesday, January 24, 2007

i dunno wad to type here.

fill in my blanks.

be the light in the dark.

nothing else.


composed.* 12:43 AM
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Sunday, January 21, 2007

somehow i feel like posting this song's lyrics =D

Insensitive
Jann Arden
How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss?
How do you rid the sweat, after the body's bliss?
How do you turn your eyes, from the romantic glare?
How do you block the sound
Of a voice you'd know anywhere?
1-Oh, I really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual good-byes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face, told me
Maybe, you might have some advice to give on
How to be insensitive, insensitive ooh, insensitive
How do you numb your skin, after the warmest touch?
How do you slow your blood, after the body rush?
How do you free your soul, after you've found a friend?
How do you teach your heart
It's a crime to fall in love again?
Oh, you probably won't remember me
It's probably ancient history
I'm one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touchI fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have some advice to give,
On how to be insensitive(repeat 1)


composed.* 3:02 AM
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for the first time i do not wan anyone to read this post.
but im gonna post this anyway.
it's all crap talk so dun read this post if u do not wan.
dun waste your time.





i feel so wierd.

it's like ive done everything i could to like.. win u over?
but why is it that always i have to play the second fiddle to the rest? im not someone to be placed in the shadows.
why do i feel the curtain closing on me everytime i talk to u?
i have lots of questions to ask but i know they'd get rather standard answers.

everytime i see u.. i dunno wad to say la.
same as wad i feel right at this moment.

and the cup of coffee i drank jus now isn helping me much in sleeping.


composed.* 2:33 AM
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Friday, January 19, 2007

okay today was shit up.

heavy rain in e afternoon! than i thought "wah confirm lil ppl come eat de!"
sian in e end step into chatterbox 1st thing i had to do is set up a table for 45 ppl to eat. reservation.
than enter 22 other ppl. reservation.
CRAP.

hahaha but take alot of food sia today. E KOROPOK IS DAMN NICE!
AHHAHA!

helped chiu man take chicken! than i also take. haha e cook saw me sia! than tio scold >.<>.<

lazy to blog liao la. hahaha

kk bye!


composed.* 12:16 AM
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Tuesday, January 16, 2007

finally a post.

but not a very nice one.
cause i know mayb i was a little too much la. but well.. how would u feel if u jus wasted 50 bucks for nothing.
wad's more, u get a reply "u use your money to pay la! u got alot of money rite" when going to complain to e person tt started it off.
how?
pissed. yes i was. but wad's done is done and i cant really do anything else rite?

im not blaming u for forgetting. i never was. i was jus telling u that wasting e bloody 50 bucks is totally unnecessary. wad that it sucks.
and through e sms it was.. quite a bad tone.
u know me and u know me very well.
all i expected was a simple sorry.


composed.* 7:18 PM
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