that is one too many

i support liverpool. i root for the club no matter what. let’s get that fact clear right away. still, it doesn’t mean i shouldn’t voice my frustration when thing goes so wrong, horribly wrong with my fav reds.

i have no idea what’s going on, tactics wise. i can’t distinguish 442 with 5678 or whatever. my football tactics knowledge is non existence. i really can’t pinpoint why things are the way they are this season that makes it so sky-vs.-chasm different from last season. it was brilliant last time. despite the lack of trophy, our hopes and dreams were alive, just to be freshly crushed this season. what’s with that? loss after loss. i feel like screaming.

and i miss xabi. i miss him on daily basis, and on our bad match day, i miss him terribly i want to shout from the rooftop. i also want to throw something at tv, hollowly hoping it might change something. oh well, when you are desperate and disappointed, anything goes.

i think rafa should go. he needs to go.

the promotional period is over. the glorious past is over. we need a new start, if that’s possible. a new start begins with a new manager. 

i know it sounds cold and heartless but if you have other options, i’m all ears.

he loves me he loves me not

i have become a twilight groupie

i couldn’t resist it anymore. i had tried to restrain myself from buying the books. being short on cash is one of the reason. another is that i am exhausted from reading sequel books. i was determined to stop at harry porter. 7 books seem to be more than enough. another 4 (or 5) doesn’t sound possible. moreover, i think i have read many books already, enough to skip this one w/o being branded illiterate. 

i was doing fine after watching twilight. the movie is nice but not powerful enough to make me read the book. new moon is totally another story. with jacob looking like that, i couldn’t fight it anymore. and i succumb, hence the book. 

so yes, it’s not much because of the plot or the power of love between immortal and human. it’s jacob. with his long or short hair, being tall, dark and that dreamy smile, i just want to die and go to werewolf heaven. i can understand why bella loves edward. the words in the book are so strong , emotional and vivid. on screen, it’s different. it’s visual. i can never prefer some pale thin cold guy to dark, handsome, tall, hunky, furry, and warm one. 

twilight follower i become. vampire lover i am not. i pledge my allegiance to the werewolf, especially when he is that breathtaking, drop-dead gorgeous, stunning, striking, …(please help me with the synonyms)…

i got jacob fever

My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
Th’ uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My thoughts and my discourse as mad men’s are,
At random from the truth vainly expressed.
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

by william shakespeare 

blame it on being lifeless

because i don’t have a life, and don’t try to find one, my time is much spent on some fictional life. 

twilight’s new moon is full of emotions. i love jacob. i’m team jacob from the start. and this episode is like oh wow. i can’t not in love head over heel w/ jacob.

how could i not? werewolf or a simple dog, they are much preferable to vampires. is there anyone who doesn’t like to hug a furry warm fluffy creature? 

i love every scene w/ jacob and bella together, every scene of him alone. every scene of him in every angle. 

you can’t design love. bella loves edward and nothing you can do about it. bella breaks jacob’s heart, as maga destructive as it it, nothing you can do about it. 

i guess there’s nothing i can do about it, the fact that he doesn’t love me. 

ok, back to the movie, jacob looks hot in very turn, long hair/short hair, w/ shirt or shirtless hahaha, smiling or being serious. oh dear i’m so in love w/ the werewolf. 

that’s enough walking on senseless cloud for one day. what movie are you planning to see next?

down and out

just came back from seeing new moon. very nice indeed. very emotional in the end. my heart was melted when bella told jacob that it had always been edward. you could see his heart breaking into pieces right in front of your eyes. 

yes, i’m on team jacob. i don’t know why some people would prefer pale cold and skinny guy hahaha. 

and good feeling evaporated. 

i can’t, or it’s more like i don’t want to, believe that the CL chase is over already. too little too soon. seems like we haven’t done anything. feel like air that breezes thru your fingers. it’s light and now it’s gone. 

we have done poorly so far, have we not? EPL isn’t so great. CL is gone. 

i still support liverpool no matter what, nonetheless. and i don’t know why. 

image from RAWK

i am saving up for this thing

sony ericsson xperia 10

when will we win the premiership again

can you answer that, rafa? 

image from news of the world

soft shell crab papaya salad

had lunch with grad school friends today. i hadn’t seen them for over a year. so much has changed, career-wise. in terms of habits and character, people simply do not change. at all. 

hot-headed, judgmental girl remains the same. phony guy is always his barely-hidden disgusting self. i find myself unwilling to talk about my personal life, as usual. 

people simply do not change. ever. 

we met at a papaya salad restaurant. the menu is too pricey for my income but the taste isn’t too bad. the soft shell crab papaya salad is quite good. that’s the only thing i truly enjoyed this afternoon. 

the entire conversation was all about catching up. there was no talking about what we like or what we hate. there was no mention of common interest. those with kids talked about their kids. those without talked about old friends and reminisced. the atmosphere resembled a progress report meeting than a fun getting-together. i even felt bored some of the time. 

what is friendship? i don’t feel much joy when i’m among them. it’s a nice way to pass the afternoon time but that is it. i don’t have a bond with them. are we not friends anymore. 

i’m definitely going back to that restaurant.

why some friend become a jerk

some friend of mine might have some bad day and decided to verbally attack me on facebook, accusing me of being a backstabber. what gives?

the truth is i haven’t seen this “friend” for years now. i wonder how i stab him in the back via facebook. 

or is it merely the reflection of him being the hell-raising kind of garbage during his off-time? should i fret or should i let it go?

it’s humiliating to be humiliated virtually in front of my friends. who, apart from me, would care if it’s true? my image has been tarnished by this low life.

i shouldn’t tolerate this jerk anymore. 

may he get killed in a car crash.