it all ends in tears.

and i am not talking about the world cup ending...

the title says it all...

i'm still a bit high right now. sure, it's only third place, but they have soo much to be proud of!!!

serves portugal right!

it's a bit late i know... the world cup is already coming to an end....

4 years of waiting and anticipation for this event, and boy was it worth it.

this world cup has been hailed as the greatest ever. for the first time in the history of the world cup, upsets were kept minimal(at least until the final 8). Never has the final 8 house so many football giants. Last time, it saw the likes of Turkey, USA(god have mercy), and South Korea; this time round, it was England, Germany, Portugal, Brazil, France, Argentina, Italy and Ukraine. with the exception of Ukraine(whom nobody knows how they got in), the rest ARE the football elite, and it was great.

i was watching the england v. portugal match last night, and i was dissapointed to say the least. holding till the last minute with ten men, yet losing in penalties in such an obscene way was horrible. england HAS some pretty great players, and they did have a shot at making it big, but THEY DIDN't. The good English players are:

David Beckham-   i know, he is overrated in many cases. but as a midfielder, he is competent, and as a captain, commands the respect of his team-mates. a free kick for england is never like it should be without beckham, and they know it. too bad they had to pull him out yesterday because of an injury. the cameras caught him crying on the bench. His last game in the world cup and he had to sit there watching helplessly as his team LOSSES.... how devastating. (plus he will probably end up in the poorhouse after he retires, which is soon, judging by the way his wife spends money)

Rio Ferdinand-    after Rooney and Beckham were taken off the field, u could see him struggling to carry the whole team, and he almost managed it, but didn't quite. he is a superb player, especially in defence, so one could see why he was so gutted when they lost. again, this might be his last outing in the world cup...

and the likes of Lampard and Gerrard, but these people are all nearing the age of retirement, except for Rooney, who is young, but his temper makes his a real liability, and he is not exactly reliable.

So, with the golden age of English football coming to a devastating end, who is going to carry the flag next time? england lacks young talent, especially in terms of strikers. Peter Crouch? he lacks the skills that make good strikers, his height IS a liability. somehow, he does not have the grace seen in other playes of similar stature. Jan Koller of Czech can play with such beautiful grace on the field; Peter Crouch looks like he can't even control the movement of his limbs, let alone the ball.

so, whether england will make it to South Africa 2010 remains a question. who do i blame? i blame that idiot Sven Goran Erikkson. 4-5-1 for England? who are u kidding?

Plus Brazil lost to France. a final four without Brazil? weird.

Thank god there's still Germany, Klose, and Klinnsman...Hurray.

they think it's bloody EASY!

u know the cantonese saying? "ÓÐÍ··¢±ß¸öÏë×ölatt lei?" if one had the chance to get a scholarship, get a place in a prestigious university, make something of oneself, WHO WOULDN"T WANT IT????????

NOT ME! thats for sure.

but ain't we forgetting something here.....

the thing would be to GET the BLOODY THING IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!!!!

and

with my luck

the lucky one probably wouldn't be me.........................

so think about that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YES! it's finally done with...(at least the Reasoning Part, hopefully i won't need to take it again...) i am soo relieved...

the test....,since i'm not supposed to talk about it... well

funny thing, there were a few very loud americans( at least i think that was what they were)... one with a bandanna. i think they were from lingni's school, and boy, were they LOUD..."

throughout the "waiting for the test to start" part, they were talking and laughing with such gusto, i almost envied them. me? i was a bag of nerves. then one of them started asking his friends whether they remembered the theme song from KnightRider ( perhaps he meant the 70s or was it 80s television show), and when none of them remembered, he called his friend on his cellular and went "do you remember that song? are u near a computer? could you check for me?" and "man, i've taking an SAT and if i can't get the song i won't be able to concentrate.."

i was trying very hard to hide my smirk....it WAS very funny....

anyway, saw Da vinci code yesterday, it was not even half asd bad as they said it was... in fact i found it pretty good. too bad for the people who didn't understand. but FYI, if you never understood or intended to make an effort to understand, you should have saved your money in the first place. No point blaming other people for one's own inabilities....and keep an open mind, it IS after all fiction and just a movie? Did your mum ever tell you King Kong existed just because they made a movie about it?(ignore that remark if you believe in Big Foot." :P

few would remember that some time ago i bought the book Mr Darcy's Daughters (heck, the review is still posted here). today, i was again in MPH and stumbled upon yet another sequel to Pride and Prejudice, and then another one... and another one, ALL by DIFFERENT authors!

the book was pricey. 59.90 to be exact. so i wasn't willing to part with my money for it(being because i am pretty dry this month... too many childish acquisitions). but upon reaching home, i decided to do a search on such books, and got quite a long list.

a few i AM interested in( and may buy later are):

• Mr Darcy Takes a Wife by Linda Berdoll
• Pride and Prescience, a Mr and Mrs Darcy Mystery by Carrie Bebris
• An Assembly Such As This by Pamela Aidan

Pity some of them aren't actually available in Malaysia....

chinese weddings.... well, are never that much fun...

don't get me wrong, i am very much a pro-chinese tradition person, but sometimes the traditions are just not that suitable. chinese weddings are loud(in terms of people), and colourful(in terms of red), and are loads of fun(if you like sharing too much to eat dinners with people who REALLY like to scream YUM SENG), but lack a sense of meaning that makes a wedding really memorable...

What prompted this train of thought? i was reading a book that had a passage that really touched me, and you know what? would be really suitable if you needed something to read at your friend's(or your) wedding, that is, assuming they can hear you above the "YUUUUUUUMMMMM SEEEEENGs".. well

"With love's light wings did I o'erperch these walls,

For stony limits cannot hold love out,

and what love can do, that dares love attempt."

p/s:it's from Romeo and Juliet.

p/s/s: my cousin's getting married soon. another brash and loud affair...sigh

take the STPM.

i am serious. yes, every year you see news of top scorers plastered all across newspapers, but let me tell you, those are certainly superhumans, not something that a commoner like me can ever be compared with.

all my life before form 6 could be categorised as smooth sailing. i took test, sometimes i aced them, i played, i studied, i cried when i was stressed out... but nothing ever made me feel as worthless as the STPM.

every test serves nothing but to sink my spirits... Pn linet probably thought she was being kind when she scolded us for not taking our studies seriously, that we should be revising and we played along, telling her how, "no, we haven't done anything" but that was a bloody LIE.

There is not a single person i know ( with the possible exception of Shy Jer) that didn't work for this test. i worked harder that i have ever worked in any period of my life so far, and my reward for my efforts???? A miserable 62/100, 68/100 after adding my monthly test scores. I smile, grin even. say "it's just a test", but inside i feel about as happy as a pig pulled to slaughter...hoves dragging on the ground...

Throughout my life so far i have perfected the art of telling people i haven't worked for something... it's hypocritical, but it was a twisted way of self preservation. like convincing yourself and telling people u don't really want something somehow made rejection easier to bear... but let me tell u something....

I really worked hard for this test, chemistry especially. i was confident that i had studied hard... but u know what i find out? the highest score in my class is a 59. and thats not even ME!!!!!!!!

call me self centered... call me a bumptious bitch.. but rejection hurts, and self-worth? it's not overrated.

STPM has robbed me of what made me. I am no longer FUN, just a depressed, nerve-wrecking, sick. psychotic bit**, and i apologise.

p/s: not many people read this blog. the few who do, i think of u as my best friends. so excuse my ranting...

So, here i go, i am again writing about a book written by Mary Janice Davidson, because frankly speaking, i've kinda gotten addicted to her books...i know, it's horribly juvenile, and the language is so simple, i should be reading more serious stuff... but i digress...

anyway, on with the story

Main character: Elizabeth Taylor ( not THAT elizabeth taylor, this is Betsy Taylor, but they do poke fun at her name)

What happens: she dies in an accident, and instead of resting in peace, she wakes up at the morgue... and all hell breaks loose...

first of all, the funeral home can't find her body, so they couldn't have her funeral... then Betsy realises why she WOKE UP...

SHE's....

A...

VAMPIRE...... and the queen of vampires, to be exact...

My thoughts:

read between the lines, =i am addicted=.....because, well...it's side splitting funny. it's a bit like reading becky bloomwood, but the difference is instead of being a chronic shopaholic, this one is a chronic shoeaholic(addicted to shoes, if u know what i mean), and a vampire to boot....and there is a totally delicious male lead... (definitely an author after my own heart)

so, again, like all chic lit/romance novels, there are a  fair bit of compromising situations involve, but nothing biggy, compared to those of you who have read M&Bs...

my favourite part when it comes to romances?

imagine this, the guy is snobbish, arrogant, doesn't dare admit to the girl that he is hopelessly devoted to her and

suddenly,

something happens, she is in a life-death situation(or a situation that potentially involves great humuliation for her family, if you remember Pride and Prejudice) and suddenly, he jumps in, saves the day...

(and best of all, you can hear his thoughts),

you know: the

"please... please... please don't die...."

or

"if he does anything to her, I'll...."

or

"YOU DARE HURT HER!!!" (proceed with fist work)

you know what, i AM a feminist, yet i can't help feeling a bit weak in the knees for a hero who jumps in and saves the day.... i am definitely a romantic at heart, what can i say, i am a contradiction of the worse kind...

p/s: this whole article sounds a bit disjointed...will see what i can do when i get my next fix. that is to buy and to read the 3rd Installment :Undead and Unappreciated

p/s/s: confused? i already read the 2nd one... told u i was hooked...

What can i say? once again, i've proved that i'm not actually that much of a writer...hahaha

well, at least, this time i did send in an entry... :P

but anyway, if i was discouraged that easily, i ain't me, so, people, u can still expect to see more of this obnoxious, annoying person in the future....

exams are less than a week away, and i am sick, literally...

i got up this morning, coughed a bit, and voila, i now have a full blown, kick ass cough+sore throat... and tomorrow is my MUET speaking...

i already don't hold much hope for my MUET this time round(cause of the writing, everyone i know probably aready KNOWS that by now, seemingly because i couldn't help but to blast my dissapointment at everybody i know... what's misery without a bit of company eh?) but i would want to be able to speak tomorrow...

congrats to andrew loh, whom i do not know personally, but have in action at the HSBC public speaking thing(plus hui fen knows him), for proving that he is not only a speaker but a writer as well... unlike moi(there i go again...:P), pity he didn't get into Yale or Princeton though, which goes to show that the competition IS really tough...