Phewwwh, quite a long break from blogging. I actually don’t quite like that word; ‘blogging’. but whatever. anyhoo, what’s been up peeps? Life’s been pretty colourful for me. This summer has brought along so many changes to my life (yo, jiwang gile ayat). One significant change is that I have become a football enthusiast. My parents were very alarmed to see me hogging the remote control to watch the World Cup matches and not MTV, or the movie channels. And I don’t just watch. I observe the games too. And as a result of that, I scored three goals yesterday during a one and a half hours of futsal at the sports planet with the girls. Yo lah tu, nasib je goal. Rasanya satu tu offside. hehe, but who cares right? I no longer play static on court and that’s what matters. Gyeaaahhhh!
And what surprised me more was how frustrated I got when Holland lost to Portugal. I’m still not over it. Can u imagine that? I was a freelancer when I first started watching the World Cup. I’d be cheering for both teams that played in each game. But when it got to Holland and Portugal, my love for Holland had already blossomed. hehe. Van Persie being the reason for my serious rooting for the team. No one’s been that superbly cursed by me like the referee who was in charge of the game. Bad, bad calls you mofo! You should be fired for getting the players all worked up for your bad calls. Hence, the drama in the game was all your fault. Well for now, as long as Zambrotta and Totti are still playing, I’m a happy bunny. You now know the real reason why I watch football right? ngehehehe.
Enough about that. What else is worth mentioning? Ooooohh, my Bournemouth trip. Went to Bournemouth with four other people one day before my flight to Malaysia. And the decision to go to Bournemouth was made with the full knowledge that my begs and boxes were still unpacked. But oh boy, was I glad that I made that decision or what? Bournemouth was greatttt!!!!!! The place was so beautiful when we went. scantily clad people surrounding you. lifeguards out of Baywatch doing their thang in front of you. And I’m talking about both sexes here, ladies! I would love to go again next year. We went to Poole too en route to Soton. Couldn’t resist treading the water in my jeans n all coz if I hadn’t, I’d have to wait for another year to do that! I have so many lovely pictures from the trip but I can’t transfer the pictures to my laptop coz one of the things needed to transfer them is in Soton. That’s what you get for packing at the very last minute. Got back from Bournemouth at 8 pm and my bus to Heathrow was at 6 am the next morning. yes, just 10 hours of packing and storing. Didn’t sleep at all!
Ok, this is too long already. I would so understand if you’ve fallen asleep reading this. I have to get some sleep before my double movie date tomorrow. Enjoy your holidays my luvvies!
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