woiiiiiiii. Where was Messi?? Where was Aimar!?!??!?! chaonehneh. Like I've said time and again, it must have been a conspiracy against the Argentines or any other team that clashed against the Germans. Dammit. And talk about It's Time to Make Friends, Say No To Racism. The home crowd certainly played the gracious host by whistling and boo-ing when goalkeeper Abbondanzieri was stretchered off the pitch. Give the man a break la, seriously.

On a completely unrelated note altogether (okay, maybe not completely), whenever I read her blog, I can't help but feel that she's so ngada-ngada and sometimes she gets all uppity, she needs to be bitch-slapped down back to earth. I know sometimes I can be a bit ngada-ngada, if not very. and surely there has been a few occasion where some of you may also feel like slapping me. But I'm telling you, this is ngada-ngada on a whole different level. In any case, I'm not saying names so I could well be talking about you. If you want to have a bite of the chilli, be my guest.

Okay, I am very in the kahwin-kahwin mode now.

No, it's not that I want to get married. Saya belum rasa gatal lagi hur hur hur. What I meant was that I feel like eating more nasi minyak from wedding receptions. Sedaaaaap lah. Nak tahu kenapa sedap? Makan free, mestilah sedap. hur hur. klakarnya saya ni. Plus, I just got back from a wedding reception in the far east. It didn't matter that I caught only a brief glimpse of the gorgeous raja & permaisuri sehari. The food was good and the entertainment, mmm mmmmm. Need I say more?

My thoughts are kinda choppy, eh? okay bye. saya nak makan nasi minyak yang diberi oleh mak pengantin.