Today, I found a real-life Troy Bolton, who was the Taylor's Lakeside Dogdeball captain. And I was obsessing over him. HAHAH. I know, it's kinda stupid, but can't help it. Even dragged Chris together. Lol. The guy's a Spanish fannnn! So anyway, the reason I found him incredible was, he was amazing when playing dodgeball. No surprise there, he's the captain. So anyway, the game's pretty good. I was watching him the matches the entire time, and I have to say he's the matches were impressive. Especially when the he the professional team played. Amazing. He is.
Anyway, I think it was a pretty busy day for Taylors', they had the ECA drive, which was not as awesome as it was for us, but the amazing guy the dodgeball overshadowed everything else.
And then... there was the prize-giving ceremony for Health Month. Vincent Loo was the1st runner up alongside his classmates for futsal, the bunch of retards, I know, and he made me and Chris to come and watch. And he was completely dumbfounded at the prize given. First was a silver trophy. So that was good. But they also gave a large Tropicana Twister bottle and a..... toothpaste. The shock he felt when he saw what it was.. The emotion on his face, PRICELESS!
And then, we hung out at Shaun's and Kim's booth, the Environmental Club booth. Me, Chris, Kim, Shaun, some girl from the club and a new guy name Hans from PE3. The music were blasting and I was swooning watching the guy dodgeball match, when Vincent and Hans jumped onstage and did the chicken dance. Yes, chicken dance. After that, a flash mob broke out. And, and, and, it was one of the coolest flash mob I have ever seen from the Lakeside students, it's amazing! They danced to a number of songs, International Love, On The Floor, Give Me Everything, stuff like that, before ending with Party Rock Anthem. It was amazing! Apparently Vincent thinks there's Kanye West dancing together. Hahaha. It was awesome. The dodgeball game came to a halt, and he everyone watched the dance in awe. Fantastic!
At night, there's TDC Production event going on, which sadly I can't go, and Weng Ming is performing! Anyway, he came to our class during Chem today, we missed him! My god, this guy is crazay. Anyway, yeah, we missed you, Ming.
And yeah, I think my leg, foot, or whatever is officially broken, my left one. It's no longer the same anymore. Aaaaaaaah. I'm gonna struggle with it for the rest of my life and that's bad. God, Save. Me. The pain is, killing.
Whatever la.
So yeah, veryyy eventful day, tiring as well, but worth it. M'sian studies interviews were done, not bad la. Swooningovertheamazingcaptain, found dodgeball prettay interesting, funny lunch with the gang, OhmygoshBryanandVincentLooarejustplain.... Ugh. Oh right, the bus arrived late today, and we were like 20 minutes behind cause of the traffic caused by the rain. And I was like, ohgoddiela, thank god it's Mr Satya at first, and rushed to class, only to find him... not there as well. How lucky. Fantastic day, today. Laughed alot, but crashed the moment I got home. I'm tired, and in total pain, but I'm happy and high. Aaaah, such paradox.
P.S- He reaaaaaally looks like freaking Troy Bolton! A team player, and Zac Efron look-alike, ohmygosh! Just shocked. And stunned. And fascinated.
He taught me to silence those critics who really have know idea what are they talking about. Continue trying to bring me down, you will only see it later. Does it hurt to show a little more love and a little less hate? Don't compare, don't hurt. You wouldn't know, right?
Sometimes, things do not appear what it seems to be. So is this post. No one really knows. But then again..
It's like everything has changed. And it has only been six months, so far.
It's not just the environment alone, the people too. The people who used to mean the world to you, the people who used to make your days, the people who you laughed so much till it hurt, everyday, the people who were part of the high school memories.
It's like no one wants to make an effort to remember and cherish the past. The past, a bygone. Let's bygones be bygones.Nobody ever cares. And you wonder, "Weren't you the one making plans of us still sticking together in the future?" Or what about the "Friends forever!" hype? It all has died. I'm having a much better time now. I'm in college now, and all that.. So, it should make a difference now, huh? Everyone has forgotten. And that's very sad, because I want to remember everything I've gone through in my life, sure, I would love to live every moment as it comes, but I don't want to forget the memories of my past, either. It's what makes me, me. Part of me. But not everyone sees that, of course. Me and Rachel found that out, talking about it recently. Funny how so many things have changed. People, especially. So you have adapted yourself into a new environment, met new people, but does that have to be a reason to move away, to grew apart so fast, like this?
I remembered what Brandon told me once: It was something like, it's no use getting close to someone, anyone, because in the end everyone is gonna leave, and nothing really lasts. And how very true, I find that. Best friends. They feel like no longer in existence.
Is it really that hard, to make an effort and care for your friends, always keeping them in memories? Truth to be said, I missed all of them. There are so many things I can remember by them, but it feels like I am the only one. And that, is really sad. And sometimes, yes, I have to admit, and sadly so, I do text some of them, I mean, I randomly scroll down my contacts list, and see those names, and I text them, asking how are they, it's either I get an extremely late reply, when I am no longer in the mood of replying, or, there just aren't any reply from them. Or in facebook, I see their name in the chatbox list, sometimes I attempt to talk to them, and then they are like "blah.." like nothing ever matters. Like everything is normal, and they don't need to explain anything. When asked how their life is, how's everything, tell me about their friends, college, and they would never give a straight answer, when I'm dying to know, excited to see how my friends, my closest friends are faring so far. But no, they figured there's no need in me knowing anything. No need at all. I'm just another insignificant being in their life. How very sad. Maybe, I should be like Brandon, not getting close to anyone, because, it's just too darn hurtful. If only I can become cold.
But then again, that's just not me, right?
Me and Chris are hoping that our friends now, wouldn't end up like our high school mates. We had a vision that wouldn't it be cool to end up like the YTF members? They are always together, it's just amazing! But somehow I think it is possible. Because these people now, are wonderful. We all are almost in the same boat anyway, and we would learn from ours as well as others' mistakes. Let us just stay together, please?
Okay, yes, I am emoing, but you can't blame me. A lot of things have changed. And it's hard. So yeah. I miss the old times, and college isn't any easier, if it weren't for my friends, my crazy classmates, Wee Minn, Jason, Jessie, James, Brandon Loo, Jovan, Tiger, and the rest, if it weren't for my two awesome partners-in-crime Rachel Saw and Wei Wei, and especially if it weren't for my amazing bus-mates, who make my day every single day, who makes me laugh harder than I have done for years, who makes me realise there are more to life than just existing, and some of them who actually help me recover from my problems just by listening and giving the best advices ever, Vince, Chris, Eu Jian, Bryan, Brian, Beverlea... If it weren't for all you guys, I would have gone mad. I would have lost my mind and my will to live.
No one told me it was gonna be this damn hard.
How ironic Chester came up with this video the exact time I was feeling so. Thanks Chester, you too, keep me sane, and the smile on my face.
And Uruguay wins the Copa Americaaaa! Hahah yeah I am so excited. Happy. Ecstatic. Joyful. And everything in between. At least this news makes me happy. And that, is a very very very important factor. I was all for Uruguay from the start, I dunno, it's a big tournament, but my favourite team, Spain, is not involved, and so is my second fav, England, so I went for my South America fav: Uruguay. I somehow seem to like the team, even before Liverpool bought Luis Suarez: (World Cup semis 2010: C'mon Uruguay! Kick Netherlands ass. But ugh, they lost.), and ironically Liverpool actually bought the star of Uruguay, this year. The thing is, I liked Luis Suarez even before he came to Liverpool, haha yes, because of the so-called "new Hand Of God" thing. He's sucha joker, a brilliant person in reality. So yeahhh. (I used to like Diego Forlan more, but, times change, times change.:)) So yeah, Uruguay beats Paraguay in the finals 3-0, a goal from Suarez, two from Forlan, in which Forlan's second was set-up by the ohsoamazing Luis Suarez, and Suarez was named Most Valuable Player of the Copa America 2010. Such a happy ending.:D (It would have been more beautiful had Fernando not left to Chelsea, and Carroll taking the legendary num 9 jersey. Still, I love you Fernando.)
And the next ecstatic thing that has not happened in a long long time: Lewis Hamilton winning a Grand Prix title! And even better, it's in his bitter rival's home ground, Germany. Take that, Sebastian Vettel. To most Seb have already won the world title again this year, in fact, I think so too. But it doesnt matter, because if there's more of this kind of race, where REAL racing actually occurs, it can keep us fans contented always. Sebastian Vettel, when in lead in unbeatable thanks to the car, but when down the field, he struggles to fight for placing, unlike Lewis(Silverstone: 10th place to 4th.:D) So yeah. Hell, everyone's saying this is the BEST race of the season so far, and I'm so proud! The race was so freaking sizzling, and Lewis drove a magnificent race, something you don't see anyone else does, with the exception of Fernando Alonso who just like Lewis has real driving skills, and does not rely on the car alone.:) So, Lewis, you are amazing.
Recently, I am not in the right state of mind. Things are kinda messed up. I get hyper and happy at one time, and the next, I'm an emotional wreck. Gahh. It's prettay sad, when I try my best not to be like that, because, I should make most out of my life, forget all those regrets, and start living one day at a time, but it's really hard to do so, especially when some people are not being nice enough to see you actually have feelings that could be hurt, and whatsoever. So yeah, whatever. But then comes along some good friends. Always the good friends. The ones who without listening to every word I say, knows how to defend me, and care for me, and giving me the best advice one could get. Thanks so much for being part of me. I know some who came in my life, showed me what it's like to have fun, and walked away from everything, and then I realise, they were not worth anything I've given. I might have realised it a lil' too late, but at least I learnt something.
Today, one of my closest friend did something really sweet, it touched me. I was in a bad state last few days, and today he got me waffles, just cause he felt bad for everything I've been through, and he wanted to make me feel better. And that, despite how simple the act may look like, is one of the sweetest thing anyone could have ever done in my entire life. It's amazing. Amazing to have friends like that. And I have friends who offered to get me match tickets and bring me to the Chelsea and Liv matches, when I couldn't go, it's wonderful to think that they would actually go through all this trouble, just for me, and I really appreciate them. Thank you.
Now, if only I could get over the fact that life was never easy and hold on to everything I preach, maybe, just maybe it will all be better. I just need the faith.
There is no such thing as being a perfectionist. No one ever is. We all have imperfections, we all have flaws. We all do mistakes, we all have regrets. Yet, what I don't understand is, why is that there are some people who actually think that they are a perfectionist and can't accept their damn "imperfection"?
While some can't accept their imperfections, there are others who think they have a problem when they have none. Or at least, it's incomparable to what many others are suffering.
You don't know their story, don't judge them.
There are people suffering with major depression. But on the outside they look like a bubbling ray of sunshine.( I don't know how this metaphor adds up though, since when ray of sunshine bubbles?)
And there are people struggling with life after losing their loved ones. Imagine losing them, and you have to continue on your own, it never was an easy thing.
And there are people who are schizophrenic. Their condition makes them suffer every single day, hearing voices in their head, forced to do things against their will, tortured.
And then there are girls who cut themselves, when insecurities eat them up. Ask me few years ago, and I would say cutting is a stupid thing to do. But ask me now, I say, "You don't know their story." You didn't live their life, and feel their pain. You didn't feel it all. So, don't JUDGE. Don't talk as if your pain is the worst, and apparently no one understands you and whatever bullshit you think of yourself, because at the end of the day, there are always someone else with a more painful story, someone else who's story could even leave your cold heart in tears. You make the fact that you think you are not perfect enough, not the best of the lot, a big issue. And you think I couldn't have suffered worst. Trust me, if you hear my story, the real thing behind all this facade I'm hiding in, you would cry. You don't know my story, you shouldn't think I got everything together, I'm happy and I don't care about anything. Trust me, you don't know. Because I, unlike you, don't flaunt my problems and tell the whole world what's wrong, because I can't. There's more to me than the girl who is obsessed with all those sports stuff and music, because 17 years on, I learnt to keep the dark side of my story to myself. You have hurt and offended me, it broke me because coming from you, of all people. Well. And you should know, when anyone says anything against my closest friends, the ones I care so much about, I'm not gonna sit there and just watch. I would defend them. So yeah.:) Done.
Me and a friend was talking about the future. Today. And everything looks so promising. So exciting. But, will it be like that? Like how we imagine? Because nothing's ever as it seems. There is so many things I want to be, so many things I want to see, but for now we can dream. Dreaming is good.:)
I HEART YOU GUYS: Christina Gan Yen Yen (Girl, you are amaaazing!), Vincent Loo Win Soon(Hahah! Thanks for the Fernando-ing at the stadium. And your career, it has to be investigative, social-based and artistic, so what it's gonna be?), Chia Eu Jian, you are awesome, thanks for supporting me!, Bryan Ong, I hate you, but you are awesome, Mr. Gay.:) Brian Teoh, however annoying you are, it's in a good way. A good way. Cause we are cool like that.
Weng Ming, PM12, MISSES YOU!
P.S- I have nothing against Rebecca Black but.. Shaun and Brian are making me puke over her name. Sorry, Rebecca.
I will be missing two of the biggest things in my life. But when I meant "missing", both holds two different meaning.
Firstly: I will forever be missing my most favourite book series, EVER. Harry Potter, of course. Can you find anything BETTER than that? I. Don't. Think. So. I grew up with this book, since young, and it was a huge part of my world. A big part of me. A story which I will always bring along within me. Hell, Harry Potter, was my best friend when I was young. He still is. When I'm down, all I need to do is read Harry Potter, and miraculously, I'll be fine. I feel I can strong. Thank you J.K. Rowling for this magnificent gift. It's pure magic.
And I'm proud that is has shattered all records in existence for the final film, Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows 2. Loves.
The guys who make my world.=)
Dear Daniel Radcliffe, I might have had a disagreement at the start about you being un-Harrylike, but I realise, you will always be Harry Potter to the world, and I guess no one could have done better. Thank you, we love you for that.. (Besides, at least you make a better Harry than Rob Pattinson made Edward Cullen. Horrendous.)
The world need more movies with this guy on. Rupert Grint.
Tom Felton, the BEST actor, always.
Just cause the movie ended, doesn't mean the phenomenon has ended as well. It will still live on, because we, the die-hard fans, have just grown up in the Harry Potter generation, and proud of it. ( And please don't say you are the biggest fan if you have not read the book, because trust me, you missed A LOT. The movies aren't the real thing. Although it did visualised most of the phenomenon, it isn't everything. Many things were deviated. So yeah. READ. THE. BOOKS. before you say anything.)
And the second thing I'll be missing, is.. I'll be missing the opportunity to see one man, in person, right here in Malaysia. I'll be missing the chance to see the face, the face that means the world to me, because he is amazing just the way he is. Fernando Jose Torres Sanz is in Malaysia, and I can't see him. In flesh. At the stadium. Ahhh Fernando, do you know you will be missing you biggest fan? I HEART you!
My impression of a Greek God. I'll be dreaming of him tonight. Sighs. Hahah.
Do you have to make me feel like there's nothing left in me?
I am a great fan of Demi Lovato. Because, she's.. different, talented, brilliant. And genuine. And just so amazing. I listened to her every song, play it over and over again in my iPod, and when she went through a rough time in her life, I prayed for her recovery. And her story, is one that brings tears. Since a child, she went through bullying, pain no child would want to face, she even had to beg her mom to get her out of school and be homeschooled. And she faced depression, pain, pain and pain even till now, when she's almost 19. Eating disorders. Insecurities. Self-harming. She is a truly remarkable person, but life never is fair. And mostly, I know what it's like to have gone through all her pain, and shed all the tears she had. I know exactly how it is.
She had a rehab stint, to turn her life around, and she's back. I was anticipating for days, the release of her new single, Skyscraper. And it was one of the most beautiful song I have heard. Many might disagree with me, but the song means so much to me. Because, maybe I can relate to it. And not just me alone, but many others too. The song hit the number 1 spot on iTunes the on the first day. And she sang the song, with pure, raw, emotions. There's just to much injustice to life, but it's what it is, right? Life. Silly as it sounds, I was in tears when I heard the song, but after I watch the music video, I felt even more so. Demi Lovato is amazing. She created a masterpiece of a song through her pain, because like Ray said, "Pain can be beautiful?" This is different, of course. Because strength is what we all need. Injustice, expectations, misjudgement, mistaken, misunderstood, left out, and all the raw pain. I know what is it. Skyscraper. It's a belief.
All my windows, still are broken, but I'm standing on my feet.
One of the most special being in my life turns one today.:)
I know, he's only one, but he means alot to me and my family ever since he came to us last September.
And he is none other than my puppy, Torres. Hahah. I know what you must be thinking, typical dog-lover. But this lil' thing here, he showed us what love is, he brightened up my day, everyday, everyday. Even when we scold him for his mischief and whatevernot, he keeps his head low, with that puppy face, but still came back for our affections.
And as for his name.. I know, Torres?! Well, I was AGAINST it at first. I mean, I HEART FERNANDO TORRES, and naming him after my favourite footballer is the weirdest thing EVER. I wanted to name him, Leo. But my dad and two brothers, in an effort to 'get' to me, to annoy the heck out of me, named him so, and everyone was united about it, and I was not given the chance to speak out. Sighs. Worst, my mom suggested, " Why don't we name him Verdasco?" HELL, NO! Torres, okay fine. But Verdasco? The HELL I would allow. Anyway, I was not impressed using the name Torres such. I wanted Leo. But exactly 3 months after getting my puppy, Fernando Torres got his 2nd child, a son, AND HE NAMED HIM LEO. Either way, it was still the same.
And now, I realised, I don't mine naming my puppy Torres. Because, he happen to be one of the biggest part of my life, I love him so very much, and I still love Fernando too. So we are a big happy family, no?=)
I love my Torreses'.:D
Viva, Espana! Anyway, I was celebrating as soon as I heard David Ferrer's victory over Mardy Fish got Spain into the semis against France in the Davis Cup. Amazing! Next time, RAFAEL NADAL, YOU HAVE TO PLAY! It's FRANCE!
And Lewis Hamilton, without a podium finish in Sliverstone, again, but the British fans were impressed and so am I. YOU ARE AMAZING. Especially at the finish line. Massa was speechless, I bet. Cmon Massa, it's Lewis Hamilton, 2008 world champ, masterclass racer. He WON'T give up his place just like that.;)
Thank you, you guys, for making my weekend. I love you, all.:)
Alison Chiew, congratulations. I underestimated you.:)
P.S-I HATE BEING SICK FOR MORE THAN A WEEK. Blazing hot weather and suffocating air-conditioned rooms only caused me to get worst, I hate it. Fever is still on, my head feels like splitting into two. HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO ENJOY COLLEGE AND STUDY PEACEFULLY WITH THIS KIND OF HEALTH CONDITIONS?
As I grow up with time, being sick gets more torturous. I don't remember my head being this painful.
Day 6 six and still sick. And purely my fault. I missed out on my meds intake. Thus, the suffering. And the missing out on prefect's gathering. So, so very sorry.
We had a big day in our country today, didn't we? Fantastic. Because, my entire plan with my family today was cut short, so thanks ALOT. Man, that suck. I mean, c'mon! Be considerate, a little? Maybe not. Jeesh.
But, me and my bros did have a prettay hilarious badminton match, which, not only worsen the state I am in, but also caused my youngest bro to fall sick too. Falling sick, is definitely BAD, so don't even dream about falling sick so you can escape some severity or whatsoever. Not. Cool. (Oh wait, I think I know why I'm so sick now, I got wet in the rain yesterday! Oh well, I love the rain, you can't blame it.)
I can't wait for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2. It was released yesterday, as world premiere, apparently Malaysia is only releasing it on 14th of July, but then again, it's a very bittersweet journey it has been. I grew up in the Harry Potter generation, and I'm proud of it. It's part of us, who grew up with it.:) Ahhh, I'm so sure I'm gonna be crying while watching the movie. Because it means alot to me.:)
So there, I'm sick, a failed-plan day but I still enjoyed today nevertheless, and Harry Potter.
Oh right, Davis Cup! And my Spanish armada are doing me proud, we are 2-0 up, and only one more from the semis, Vamos, Espana! Dayummm nerve-wrecking. F1 is a lost cause. All I can hope is for miracles and happiness, that's all.
Don't worry, everything will be alright, it always will be.:)
July is giving me so much promises and hope, and I believe in it all. Looks like my prayers could have been answered. Thank you.
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO THESE AWESOME PEOPLE, ON THE 8TH OF JULY:
My dad! We got a cake today, and I just realised we never ate it. What the crap.
Amalina, my bestest friend EVER! You, my friend, is a pure jewel to me. Thanks for being part of my world, you know I love you alot.
Nora Torres! My Greek God in the form of Fernando's daughter. HAHAHA! She is so amazingly cute.:)
Jaden Smith. Karate Kid! But Rachel is not a fan of him. I think, this guy is definitely gonna be as big as his dad. Definitely. He's not bad, for a kid.
Okay, I just HAD to, okay? Isn't she adoraaaable? (And so is Leo and Nando!) Happy 2nd, Nora.:)
AND..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SOME DUDES TODAY!
Maysara Zulkifli! I am missing you and the you who used to be so elder-sisterly-ish. Hahah. Love you loads, too.
Neethiya Nair! An awesome junior. Happy Sixteenth.
Rich Hardin! The one half of the pair whom I was crazy for during the Amazing Race Asia. You are amazing! They won of course. But today, it means alot to Rich Hardin, because he's getting married too! To his best friend, the woman who was behind him all the way. She was so inspirational, I was inspired by her. It's so sweet! But Waniey, meanwhile is so completely jealous. (She had a crush of Rich Hardin while I was obsessing over Rich Herrera. Hhaha.)
I love the weekends, and so should you. Have fun.:D
OhcomeonwhathappenedtotheoldDeenaVerdasco? Hold on to yourself, they ain't worth your time. Because this is now, and your dreams are real, more real then reality. Save it, before anything happens. Damn, why are you so dumb?
There must be something else. I've gotta go on a treasure hunt.
Ahhh, anything la.
Weekends, please come fast.
My last post, was a complete crap. I think. I was sick, okay?
Still am, missed school today, and still suffering. What is wrong with this year? I've visited the doctor 3-4 freaking times this year, that's alot. Tomorrow I have to go college, or else I die, either way..
Loads of stuffs are changing. People too. Scary. No longer innocent seventeen-year-olds, but veracious crazay eighteen-year-olds. Guys, you are fast. You grow up too fast. And I feel stuck at the moment. Still 17, and proud of it.
Please tell me, it will be alright.I want it all to change according to my daydreams, that would be so cool. Just this once, is it too much to ask?
Make a magical road ahead, a detour from the hellish path left behind. Make them as beautiful as the stars, leave the drudgy mud behind. No somber atmosphere, just a believable one. Is it so hard? If so, why? Surviving, the quest of it, not an easy task. If you have survived to this day, congratulations. You might have had it easy, or you might have done it strong. But why is there a difference?
Every night, without fail, even in the blurriest skies, there's always that one star, twinkling at me, from the same spot. And just like that, I know there's hope. Thank you, you.:)
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‘I collapsed flat on my back on the Wimbledon grass, arms outstretched, fists clenched, roaring with triumph. The silence of Centre Court gave way to apndemonium and I succumbed to the crowd’s euphoria, liberating myself from the mental prison I had inhabited from start to finish of the match, all day, the night before, the full two weeks of the greatest tennis tounament on earth.
The fear of losing, the fear of winning, the dread of ending up weeping once again on the floor of the locker room shower: all gone now. It wasn’t relief I felt; it was beyond that. It was a rush of power and elation, an uncorking of emotion I had kept bottled up for the tensest four hours and forty-eight minutes of my life, an invasion of the purest joy.’
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- Rafael Nadal (from Rafa: My Story)
“the dread of ending up weeping once again on the floor of the locker room shower”.
No way. I just can't imagine him crying n the floor of the locker room shower, it makes me want to cry.:(
He was THIS dejected? It breaks me.
I'm sorry, I brought Rafael Nadal back. I have not got over his defeat! What am I to do?
Man, this is hard. He will always be the number one. 10 titles at only 25 years of age? Impressive.
And I'd better shut up.
Don't blame me, Djokovic's fans are burning up the internet! Djokovic is awesome, amazing, fantastic, this, that, NOW SERIOUSLY? And they are making Nadal sound like some..... inexperience player. Yeah, the guy with 46 ATP titles and 10 Grand Slams, very
inexperienced. One of the greatest tennis player ever. But he lost. Ergh, get a grip, you!
Pardon me, I'm currently verrrry sick, and when I'm sick, I get high, when I'm high when I'm sick, nobody would want to be around me. Like, yeah. Ohmygodddd I'm sick. So extremely sick, I can't do anything, except blogging. Because it doesn't require tearing my brain out, TALKING, moving, or anything else except typing intuitively, hardly using my brains consciously. Hhaha. Aaaaaaahh. I'm feeling inflamed! Lol.
Chester See's keeping me sane. For now.
I don't know why I even blog. Ohkay, maybe I needed to express my emotional package for Nadal, that I feeeeeeeel for him too much, or more like, I FEEL LIKE SCREAMING THE HELL OUT BECAUSE EVERYTHING HURTS SO BAD PHYSICALLY AND MENTALLY I FEEL LIKE I'M LOSING IT AND IF I DO IT AT HOME NOW MY MUM'S SURE TO MURDER ME BECAUSE JUST NOW I EXPRESSED IT THROUGH DRIVING, LIKE I SPED AND GOT HER AN HEART ATTACK AND CURSING AT THOSE COMING IN MY WAY, AND SHE WAS FURIOUS SO I THINK I SHOULD NOT PUSH IT FOR THE DAY AND RIGHT NOW ALL I FEEL IS TO RIP THIS FREAKING BURNING THROAT OFF ME AND MY NOSE TOO AND WHATTHEHECKINEEDAFREAKINGDOCTORCAUSEI'MABOUTTOLOSEMYDAMNMIND.
There, I'm done. I could go on, but it would like, on replay, so I'll save the rest to torture my mind into insanity. Much love, stay awesome world.:) No, wait. I'm sick. Mourn for me, world, while I use the excuse of being sick to mourn for Rafael the Great. Teehee. (Ryan Higa got me.:D)
You know that pent-up frustration that builds in you when you don't let it go, threatening to crush you? I've been feeling it for days. And I ignored it. But since yesterday, I couldn't ignore it any longer. Frustrations. And I either take it out on my ownself, or at the furnitures and my teddy bears too. Sorry, darlings. Ahhhh. What do you do when you are in these situations? I feel like breaking everything within my sight. That would be cool. Only, I would get murdered, won't I? Frustrations, frustrations! Keeps building in me. Why. Is. It. So. Damn. Hard? Please don't make it hard for me. Gahhh. I want to express it all out, but I don't know how to.
And THAT was the frustrated phase. And to rub salt in my wound: I'm sick. A little. And lethargic. What is wrong with me? I so don't wanna fall sick. Suffering once, is enough.
Did I say rub salt to my wound? That ain't nothing. Rafael Nadal losing yesterday is something though. Admittedly, however stupid it seemed, I cried. And that was when he lost the first set and down 4-1 in the second, I know there is no hope after that. Sighs. SO HEARTBREAKING. I mean, where is Roger Federer when you need him? I wouldn't have gotten so heartbroken had he lost to Roger, but Novak? The guys ALOT like Sebastian Vettel this year, what's with the winning streak?! It's okay, I'm not here to talk about him.
I just wanna say: I LOVE YOU, RAFAEL NADAL PARRERA! You are awesome, and will ALWAYS be awesome. And you will ALWAYS be the world number 1. You rock.
Enough said.
Rachel Saw Yi Jiau was so high today, I swear she must be on drugs. Ohmygosh. Even to tie a shoelace was an animated activity. Ray, what the hell was wrong with you?
Here's to the most awesomest guy on planet earth, who is amazing just the way he is:)
Only 25 years of age, he has won 10 Grand Slams, a couple of Davis Cup, and an Olympic gold medal. He grew from year to year, and now stamped his name as the one of the greatest players in history. His transition from time to time, he matured and became better. And I'm proud to say, I was with him ever since he made his mark at the age of 18. Who knew he was going to become great, like he currently is? But I loved his game, I loved his determination, and right now, he is my idol. the man who inspired me in his every game. Thank you Rafa for being the best role model not for me alone but for million others around the globe. You know you are awesome, and we love you for being so.:)
'Don't want my feet on the ground. I want to feel the speed of sound.' The best part about life is, you live it without any sense. And then you look back and say, "Woah, I actually did all this? WOW, I'm like Batman!" I know, it makes no sense. That's the point. See what I did there? ;)
