The Oranje got squashed into pulp by the Russians late in the night, or early this morning. I had no intention of watching the match, which I thought was obviously in the favour of Holland, initially, until I woke up to use the toilet and just stoped by to watch the match for a while. A while turned into slightly more than 10 minutes and just when I was about to make my way back to bed, Russia scored.
My jaw just dropped there and then. But it was no surprise, considering how they were attacking non stop, without giving holland much of a chance to counter attack. Then I decided to stay and watch until Holland recovered. And that only happened at 80 plus minutes! So eventually I stayed and watched the entire match, including extra time but excluding the first half and saw how Russia overcame the odds to win.
Although I sacrificed quite a bit of my precious sleep, I must say that the Russian players are actually quite a bit of an eye candy. Russian playmaker Andrei Arshavin with his rosy cheeks got me swooning over him. And his goal against Holland was one of the most amusing ones I've ever seen in Euro! He just coolly slotted the ball in between the gap of Van Der Sar's legs. The way Van der sar tried to snap his legs shut after the ball got through was so funny I just burst out laughing at the sight of it!
Hmmm...Im wondering if this year's Euro would be the year of an underdog again. Anyway hope that Spain can win Italy in tonight's match! But no way am I waking up to watch again. There is SCHOOL tomorrow :(
Today is pretty much a day of irony, eventful in terms of humour too!
My dad enters a windy room and turns on the fan. Then he looks at me and gave me a long lecture about how we should learn to save electricity and switch off the fan when it's windy. I stared pointedly at the fan which he had just turned on, trying to make a point. My dad either didnt get my hint, or he was just pretending not to get it. Then he gets up, offs the fan and leaves the room. That was yesterday.
Today he enters my room again. The room is relatively windy, with intermittent bouts of wind. Dad looks at the "hard at work" fan and shakes his head at me. He proceeds to sit down, and turns up the speed to number 2. And once more he gives a lecture on how we should save electricity now there is inflation and all. I opened my mouth to argue that it was unfair how he could turn on the fan while I cant. But my stubborn dad just refused to let me talk and went on making his own point. After he decided that he has said enough, he stood up, turns off the fan, walks out of the room, and leaves me in a fanless situation.
Speak of irony mann.
Later in the afternoon my sister picks up my pooh bolster and starts slamming my dad's poor head with it. I shrieked at her to stop that immediately and stop torturing my poor bear. Looking at it, my dad commented:" Thats a bear? It looks like a pig! A square pig! Let me see!"
And so, obediently, my sis tossed the pooh to him. My dad nodded his head solemnly. "Ohh, so its winnie the pooh! I thought what is it..." And he proceeds to give it left chops, right chops, middle chops and side chops before sending it flying back to my sister, who continues her torture of squeezing it all over.
"Mammm!!!" I wailed, "Tell Seline to stop bullying my pooh bear leh!!"
"Orh.." Said my mom who then glares at my sister. "Pass me the bear!"
And my sister obediently tossed the bear to her.
My mom gave a sweet smile and said, "aiyo, the bear out of shape liao la. Lai, Wo bang ni nong hui qu..." She thus went on to squeeze the bear left right up bottom and even slams her hand onto its face in the process of "making pooh bear into its original rectangular shape"!!
Sighs. And I thought mama was nice enough to not torture it.
My sister is getting weirder and weirder though. She trusted her phone in front of me all of a sudden and asked me, "Does it look familiar?"
I squinted at her phone. It was a picture of her and a winnie the pooh. I was thinking, duh...its you wad...of cos it looks familiar. Then as if she was reading my thoughts, she hinted, "Look at the pooh!" I made no reply.
My sis gave a huge sigh, as though talking to a retard. Then she picks up my pooh and chirped:" They're siblings!!", before falling into fits of laughter. Oh GOSH.
I had plenty of time to extract my revenge from her though. While her back was turned away from me, I snuck into her room as silently as I could and sat down on the mat behind her chair, waiting for her to realise my presence. Seconds went by and she still had not bothered to turn around. I was starting to get really bored. A while later, I intentionally made some noises to alert my sis of my presence. And as expected, she began looking around the room to see where the sound came from.
Then she saw me and gave out this huge yell that had me giggling in delight. I must admit that I have this fetish in scaring my sister and Im always getting the kick in doing it, both literally AND figuratively. As you might as guessed, my sister obviously wouldnt let me off so easily for scaring her and so her immediate reaction was a aim a few hard kicks at my shin. Oh wells.. but that doesnt mean that I've learnt my lesson. I will still continue to indulge in this funny pleasure of mine.
Okay a few more sayings before I go off.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.
I like this one!! Haha, next time if you ever see anyone you like, just smile. You never know how far a smile can bring you without trying. And of course it would end with a tear, because if it doesnt, then you probably don't love the person....Right? Unless you're the kind who is so act cool that you prevent yourself from crying at all costs...
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
Yeah, I wonder who will cry when I die...hmmm
Never tell your problems to anyone…20% don’t care and the other 80% are glad you have them.
Haha! I laughed when I saw this. Laughed at the truth in it and also the untruth of this statement. Okay, its a paradox. But there are both truths and untruths. The truth is if you tell your true friends your problems, then the statement clearly does not stand. But if people whom you tell them to are mere acquaintance, then there is much truth in it.
Alrights. Its my sister's time now!
OFF.
