| FUCKING DEPRESSED. |
 I AM MUCH TOO DEPRESSED TO TALK.
AM AVOIDING ALL NEWSPAPERS AND TVMOBILE FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS.
WHY?!?!?!?!? WHY?!?!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW COME?!?!?!?!?!??!!?!??!
THE MAGIC WAS NOT THERE. WE WERE MOWED DOWN; FUCKING MOWED DOWN BY THE BLOODY SPANIARDS. (To their credit, they played awesome. But.)
I AM GOING TO HAVE TO WATCH THE FINALS ALONE IN A DINGY BUDAPEST PUB.
All my hopes are now pinned on die deutschen Mannschaft.
As a sign of respect, I have just had 3 shots (well.. "swigs" would be more accurate) of Stoli vodka to salute my 3 brave comrades. (Wanted to make it 11 shots, but... unhealthy to drink alone.)
I will also don black for the next 3 days as a sign of mourning. Ohhhhh oh ohhhhh.
Oh my goodness. Feels like heartbreak. Who knew this is how rejection feels? I am going to retreat into my room and cry for awhile. Depressed and miserable. Fuck.
My poor Andrei.  Look at his dejected face. How can you not feel sorry and sad? Poor boy. I'm still proud of you guys.  RUSKA FOREVA! Навсегда Россия! Labels: fucking spain. |
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| FATTIES AND SMOKIES! |
Ok, the thing that gets me is WHY DO PEOPLE DISCRIMINATE AGAINST SMOKERS?
People go around proclaiming proudly, "I HATE smokers" and phrases of the such, as if it's their virginity they are so proud of (whatever, these folks need to get laid). I FIND IT EXTREMELY OFFENSIVE AND RACIST. It is very unfair. Why, do we discriminate against fat people or vegetarians? It's the same principle, init? We don't go around saying, "I HATE FATTIES" or "I HATE VEGANS" now, do we? Or hear parents telling children horror stories of Fatties getting cancer/becoming too fat to get out of bed, therefore having to piss and shit in bed, finally being squashed to death by own fats, do we? Why? Cos of R-E-S-P-E-C-T?
Neither do we cram fatties into rooms in airports ("Fatty Room"?) and make them wait there for the flight. Or create Fatty-Free zones in pubs and bus-stops. Or tax them 200% on food beacuse they eat so much they can create the next ozone hole/wipe out the entire species of cows. Or make them pay extra on public transport. Or publish massive adverts warning the ill-effects of eating too much ("EATING KILLS") or print disgusting pictures of naked fat women in suggestive poses on packets of food. Or... Well, you get the gist of it. Actually, I'm finding it hilarious, imagining all these scenarios. Am I a bad person?
Anyways. I'm not a smoker (ok, well, I am a social smoker... sometimes.), but I feel the injustice of it all. It's during times like this that I want to smoke self into digusted frenzy so as to spite smoke-haters. Hah. Some people deal with their problems and stress by binge-eating. Well, others turn to the holy cigarette. Like homosexuals, one should not question their choice of lifestyle and seek to criticise them by implementing laws, but instead, learn to accept and live together harmoniously, like we do with Fatties.Labels: fatties, smoking (hot) fatties? |
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| I neeeeeeed a faaaaaaag. |
The past few days have been absolutely SWEET.
Russia-Sweden: 2-0
Germany-Portugal: 3-2
Russia-Netherlands: 3-1
I'm so proud.
The thing is to HAVE FAITH. I knew the Russians are there for a reason. ONWARDS COMRADES! Spain is going DOWN, baby. Here comes the Death Trio (Andrei, Roman and Zhirkov), Funny, Arshavin becomes hotter and hotter with each match/goal. HAHAHA.
 Ahh. Hot stuff. Totally IN LOVE.
And this morning's match was the absolute most boring match EVER (Except Liverpool/Spurs matches). Italy-Spain. UGH. Fell alseep halfway. I KNEW it was going to penalties. I KNEW Spain would win. Dammit. If only I was so accurate every time I place a monetary bet.
Damn you, Karma.
Auditions in a week! AHHHHHHHRRGRHGHG!!!
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| It's like a hat-trick, only better. |
AM BACK FROM BINTAN!!!!!!!!!!
Lovely lovely place. Of course, KARMA my BFF strikes from anywhere.:
1. Got my period about 12 hours before leaving for Bintan. (Am very proud that I actually survived 3 days on tampons and swimming)
2. Kena stung by jellyfish
3. ULTIMATE BEST: Sunburnt like fuck. Like, first-degree burns. Man, I'm so burnt, even my eyelids are burnt. I can't sit, I can't stand, I can't walk faster than 2km/h, I can't wrinkle my nose. I can't wear a bra, I can hardly wear my underpants, I take 15 minutes to put on my clothes.
It's like a hat-trick, only better.
ANYWAY, TONIGHT'S THE NIGHT!!! GERMANY VS. PORTUGAL!!!!! AAAARRRGH!!! I'm so freaking TERRIFIED!!!! (Which is not to say that I do not have faith in my fellow Germans.) But, you know. Past matches haven't been so spectacular. Ah wells. 45 minutes to kickoff!!!!
And I'm so happy for the Russians! 2-0!!! SUCK THAT BITCHES!!!! Pavlyuchenko, Zhirkov, ARSHAVIN!!! Fuck Ronaldo. Selfish bastard.
SCHLAND!!!!!!!! COME ON YOU STUDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Ah ha ha ha!)Labels: bintan, germany portugal, studs |
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| The Thought Police |
Yeah! Finally changed site and skin. TELETUBBIES!!!!! Don't you love it? DON'T YOU? DON'T YOU!?!??! YOU BETTER FUCKING DO, OR I'LL SET DIPSY ON YOU. I know the picture's blurry, but frankly, I don't give a shit because I hate html and all those IT nonsense. If anyone would like to help me, dozo.
The Teletubbies just brings back waves of nostalgia. Man. I remember in primary school, and we had all those fucking horror stories about the teletubby killer talking-dolls. And whether they are gay. Actually, I DO think they are gay, and the creators of these demon dolls secretly take pleasure in how kids just LAP IT ALL UP LIKE GOOD PORNSTARS DO. Heh heh. Ok, me too. I mean, COME ON, DIPSY?! What the fuck is a name like "Dipsy"?! Somehow it just makes me think of dildos, no thanks to that long antenna sticking out from its head.
Anyway, it's been rehearsals all night long. There goes all my night life. Anyway, yesterday I was at Plaza Sing, and they were blasting "Pump It" at the Children's Fair. !?!?!?!??! That's just sick. HAHA. Maybe that's a new way of conditioning... by tapping into the unrealised powers in the subconscious minds of children, and programming them in such a way that in the future they would associate dirty, sexually-suggestive songs with innocent events, thus resulting in yet another irreversible generation of dysfunctional, dystopic, fucked-up idiots.
Ah, I don't know. Am much too lazy to blog. Seems like I'm just too lazy to do anything. Bah.Labels: lazy, teletubbies |
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