as mentioned. my company brings welfare.
getting privileges like booking on friday night is a great one.
though sick and tired, nothing can beat the booking-out feelings.

still clinging onto my "tekong cough" and frequent fevers, i met Ant out of the blue on the friday night for some World Cup matches. Germany VS Argentina. Italy VS Ukraine. i had no fucking idea how Germans won. but then, the ball is round and they won by penalties; the most disgusting way to distinguish the winning team. Italy surpass my expectations and i was amazed by the style of passing. the 3-0 scoreline states it all. go Italy!

after sleeping late at 6am. i woke up the next day at 11am when someone call. i cant remember who. but my brain almost cracked. then i met up oShao and oGene. We went down town and looked lost again. enjoyed some cafe cartel and their glass cups smelled as usual. they smelled of wet, unwashed rugs. sorry im very sensitive to such things. well. and down to the country club to watch England VS Portugal match. i dont really supports England. my heart is always with Spain and France. but this match i strongly hope that England would had won. i watched it with oGene, oShao, Mckenzie, Shawn & Anthony. The three lads who came down later on.

When England players misses their penalties, i felt for them.

i refused to be fazed by the strong support from ladies for Christiano Ronaldo. i appreciate ladies who enjoy the football game BUT not ladies who support human players. yeah we all noe Christano look fuckin handsome but look how retarded he is when he scores the penalty and how cb he is to go make Rooney sent off. And i hate those aunties that watch soccer just because they gamble.

duh -.-

France won brazil 1-0. yeahh. crap samba.