RM15 can buy u....

yup... rm15 can buy a lot of things... dinner at mamak for two...i can do my threading... i can donate to the tsunami victims, i can buy one crate of mineral and donate to the tsunami victims...let's see what else... a lot but my OH decided to waste rm30 on football tickets.why? to watch our so called national football players get thrashed by the indonesians and to watch them fall every 10 minutes and lie down on the grass rather than running around the fucking field and scoring more bloody goals.

diarong ingat dah score first goal tu, dah cukup bagus kot?!!! i was hyped up... really... before the game. and we were late about 1/2 an hour late. plus it was really hot. i was perspiring so much even before i went into the stadium. anyways, we got in. we sat right at the top... the 3rd level, i think. we could see the whole... the players were as big as those soldier-man toys my cousins used to have..

so there i was... screaming for malaysian... then indonesian scored. it was a very very easy goal. with the goalie and defenders all around, mind you. if that's the case, why dont u let me play at least i could have defended better or score the another goal the same way the indonesians did (saya sangat marah sebab it was fucking hot... and i am having my period. so everything is amplified!!!)... that was still fine... draw... then came another 3 goals...3 fucking goals, one after another. after that we left... i mean everyone left...

so much for malaysian football... now i really know why many, many ppl dont watch malaysian football.

now... today. everytime i read about the tsunami victims. i get really sad and melancholic. my heart cries for them. i cant really cry coz i read at the office... malulah. i really feel like going to Aceh to help them out. but am i strong enough to go? i dont know... to all of you who actually reads my blog... do donate to these poor people.

on another note... my colleague just belanja me coffee... hehehe.. how sweet of him.

calos babes