Oh I Forgot.

And how in the hell did I forget ? Bayern had their asses handed over to them by the incredible Maurinho's Inter Milan. The effect of the non alcoholic hangover is still subsiding. I'll revert back to you guys with a few mockeries in no time.

But in the meantime:

Wargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh.

*inhales* *exhales*

Wargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh.

*inhales* *exhales*

Wargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh.

The Baskin-Robbins Hangover & Fuck No, I Forgot.

Woke up this morning feeling rather enthusiastic. I can't seem to recall much about yesterday. Well, I mean right after I've smothered myself in between a sandwich of pillows - what else is there to remember ?

The pening was Urghhh. Its like a hangover minus the alcohol. Baskin-Robbins did the job pretty damn fine as far as you're not concerned. 3 regular scoops plus caramel topping made it feel like questioning the legitimacy of having rice paddy fields all over the country when it should have just been BR booths throughout. And it wasn't Tamak as coined by Kak Na - rather the sexcitement. No seriously, I insist. I mean with all the flavors available you only got to pick 2 for waffle coned sundae. Hence I went for the scoops instead. Of which I pretty much, erm regret ? Hrmm. That needs some pondering later. Or maybe, guilty pleasure - first, about the fact that I was having a hard time finishing the fast melting treat. Second, about my workout project management. Dang its so hard to keep up to the good words you commit to yourself in the solitary of the night when in the presence of walking currency(ies) and an impulse spender, not to mention, her employment of Bottomless Pit to serve her tummy department.

And that was practically our third meal for the day. And it wasn't the biggest.

It was all due to the innocent 'Hey before you go back to Kelantan lets go to this Assam Pedam place I know which offers one of the best Assam Pedas I've stumbled upon by far' SMS to my cousin who's doing her meds thinggy at Kelantan and was complaining how hard it is to staff her Bottomless Pit considering her unfortunate unfortunate geographical attachment. Must've cursed the day her mentor's dart chose to pierce that side of the topography. Ha ha.

And if my 'Topple My Horizontal Peaks' Conquest were to fail, looks like I'm left with the only option - Darts through her ass. Well, literally.

Don't Read This. No Seriously.

Just got back from Futsal game with my not so peers. Well peers of a classmate, rather. And Gosh, am so !#@#$%^& - I was practically dragging the team. Damnit damnit damnit. I hate to be ignored to oblivion. But I hate to be paid attention for the wrong reasons too.

Well, not gonna make excuse for myself rather, the excuse made themselves for me. So I was so out of form due to leaving the, MY beloved sport for quite some times and I've grown so horizontally intriguing that a mere mediocrity looked out of this world at the backdrop of my Shabby not so in Singh (read: My Team) performance.

Well I'm not gonna kid myself, I wasn't that much of a Superstar whom groupies would like to get an autograph just to wrap their breasts around with. But a few sparks of brilliance do get their cameos from time to time. But that was it. But this, I can't take this. I can't handle NOT being in the center of attention. Well don't bother pardoning my Narcissism. I'm only gonna apologize that mine is so huge, I thought the Universe revolves within the seams of my pants and that I thought Leftie was the earth and Righty was the Sun when they were just balls, albeit golden ones.

Dear God, please please please let me have my old form. Please let me remember with every gestures of movement and guide me to a step closer to the reminiscent.

Thank You.

Heh.

Perangai time mintak tolong dengan time your wish not granted lain gila ok. And the best thing is the time gap in between wish granted and your request HAD to be denied are just few hours away. And you wonder how and why I lost my temper as quick as bad habits resurface in fidgeting children.

I Have A Dream
Current Listen: Common - I Have A Dream.mp3

I would really really really love to watch a United game within the Old Trafford sacred ground among the Reds faithfuls. And to see the likes of Berbatov doing his magics. Despite all the cynical mockeries that have come his way.

One writer even went as far as to put it:

"When it clicks, his languid style makes it look like he's pulling the strings effortlessly, but when it doesn't he looks more like an expensive mistake that doesn't care - a misfiring £30 million weapon."

..of which I find to be really agitating and uncalled for. Its really hard to swallow your team's loss - especially when you've won it 3 times in a row.

What's even worse is that you know, everybody does, that the team needs some tweakings here and there and all the CEO does is keep insisting that the manager has all the funds he needs to spend on whichever player that he likes. The Gaffer on the contrary, kept on insisting that he needs only one or two players to complement the whole salad dressing. That was the same exact, not to mention, worrying tone we heard on the start of the newly completed season. And here we are, knocked out of the Champions League - albeit with a little bit of unluckiness, and subsequently AND more importantly - The Premier League.

The players have indeed done us proud. With so many dismissing our ability to remain in the top tier of the competition - let alone retaining the League (due to the summer departures of 2 of our biggest names and the limited resources - plus the 'only natural' reluctance to spend) We send so many of the ready-made dumbfucks packing to the wrong end of shame. But then again you know that the team exudes of so many potentials - yet live up only to a countable few - due to off field matters that are way way beyond their hands.

Its maddeningly saddening.

Like how a genius kid who came from a poor family who have got all the futures ahead of him, who could at least, unlucky as he is, afford to get a decent job and support his family by completing his SPM - yet had to settle for jobs at the mere age of sixteen.

Comparing a football club's and the poor kid's fate might be a little off and selfish. But when you've been growing up watching the likes of King Cantona strutting his chest gracing the Stretford End. I bet you still wouldn't know how important United is to me.

Look, I've taken you for another ride - again. And the only one guilty is your choice to read on.

So yeah, like the kid, us United fans will have to keep our heads high and strut our chests come what may. Being poor, a lot like football club ownership policy is not an option. Its given. May be a gift even. There's practically everything we could do and yet nothing would ever budge. Hence what we do is we trust and we keep our faiths - then we fight on.

And trust me when I say there's nothing entertainment in everything United. Its personal.

Zee Avi - Someone You Used To Know
Nota Kaki: The song's put me in so jiwang a state.

It was helpless anyway
There's nothing much we could do or say
Darling don't you think it's a shame?
that it had to end this way

So here's to say goodbye,
our love is lost, and we cant figure why
maybe it really is about time
that we finally made up our minds

So Darling, here's to you
i hope that when you find someone new
that she would always be true to you
to love and understand you

Soon you'll build new memories
then slowly you'd forget about me
then i would slowly be
a distant memory

Soon i'll just be
that someone you used to know
But darling you will thank me
for letting you go
time is not for wasting
i hope you'll find your intended
But i'm sorry
that your intended isn't me

it's not an easy thing
to shake off our history
i know that's what you want from me
but they will always stay with me

i admit i made mistakes
but darling with you it's just the same
if we stay there'll be more to make
dont know how much more we can take

Darling, it would be unfair
to stay with something no longer there
Its not that I no longer care
I'd feel like a burden you cannot bear.

Saya Pun Tidak Tahu.
Nota Kaki: Loving every minutes of Zee Avi

Just watched the Twilight New Moon. Yeah, THE Twilight that girls were going so ga-ga about. Well I guess I can understand the hype. Not necessarily a fan though, far swinging - a convert.

Well I just feel like entry-ing the shit. And I've totally forgotten what's so significant about having this as an entry.