What a way to end the World Cup , this scene where the Almighty Zizou headbutts his way out of the match is in a way ... disturbing yet I feel like I should understand he must have done it for a reason. At one point, it seems like a ruthless and careless decision to spoil what was a graceful and skilful image. On the other, we support and we cheer as a man has to defend who he is. Even if it means , sacrificing the hope of 7 million ardent fans . WHATEVER. I just feel super disturbed. For a moment, I thought he was possessed for a moment for I never could see his eyeballs. then again ,WHATEVER.

My newly painted room smells absolutely NICE. Some what like some sleep inducing aroma, I slept superly well last night and woke up at 11 instead of 9 and going down to CCK at 10.

What a way to spend a day ( half in fact) , seeing familiar faces , watching them do their thing and even feeling extremely glad for them for scaling greater heights in their performance. Took this chance to embrace the warmth and unity of what I used to neglect, screamed like crazy girls and cheered like nobody cared. How pleasant.

My heartfelt regards to SNTRACKNFIELD. It is very heartening to see everyone make remarkable improvements after sometime of separation. Perhaps its just me, I was left behind Then again, really do hope they whoop some asses and bring the prize home.

What a way to welcome in the new year of my bleak existence. Strange but I am quite excited. Will my fingers grow longer, will I be struck with a sudden bout of intellectuality, will I be filled with much forgiveness and acceptance, will I learn to be thankful for what I have. I certainly do hope so. In the meanwhile, I do not want to go to school tomorrow. I want to watch raaaces and live in this supposedly carefree life , free of effing muggers who should be banished from this face of earth and be stabbed with kryptonite til they wither and dissolve into nothingness.

What a way to face up with the race of the year.

All the best everyone.