I woke up at 4pm today. It's getting later and later. I sleep at like 10 in the morning. It's diabolical to say the least.
This way, I'll definitely sleep half my birthday tomorrow~~~
I'm turning 22, Arsha's turning 28.
In other news, the Singapore media really sucks, especially our sad and sorry excuse for a tabloid. They just won't leave my friend alone, her being the first H1N1 case. What sick people need is complete and undisturbed rest and it's something these gossip mongers do not understand. They even named her. What the shit.
No one understands that some of us like to live our lives under the banner of avoidance.
Maybe she should grant them a up close and personal interview at hotel TTSH CDC 2. Phone interviews not accepted. Come feel the virus. Bastards.
In other other news, the warring siblings is set to continue. But whatever. He wants to bask in the great joy of beating Arsenal 3-1 at the Emirates then go ahead. Not like we never won at Old Trafford before. We kinda won the league there. It is so completely not the same as winning the semi final leg 2 at our home ground.
I am thankful for the boys of old.
Realistically, cuckoo United aside, we saw last night what the finished product of a football-playing team is like. And while Arsenal can boast to play the same type of football, it's just not the same thing. We do not have the players to finish off the game and to take each and every chance. Off the ball Barca are fantastic. Perhaps you could count the seconds they take to get the ball back once they've lost it. And they are amazing keepers of the ball and look at Arsenal, who give the ball away in the areas which makes us concede.
If the boss doesn't reinforce this summer beyond the 2 15-year olds he's adding, we're probably going to be screwed against next season. The good thing about Arsenal is youthful exuberance and it makes us all feel young watching them. This feeling though, is transforming to frustration and we need to start winning things.
Granted, the reasons why I support the Arsenal is because of everything else. Surely history is rich and much to be desired. It's about the present now. We emphasise player development and instil the Arsenal values from a young age. It is more of a footballing education. For this sort of system there is a need to excel and to graduate from it and winning things is the only way up. The fruits of the academy and the belief the boss has in his young guns has to translate into trophies.
I don't think the Arsenal fans can take this stick of not winning and fighting only for fourth any longer. We support our team with our heart and soul and we don't run and hide when things don't go well. We need to start winning and send those other dumbass fans to their graves or just shove it up their holes.
For us, the future is always brighter. For teams like United, Ferguson probably has found the right mix of young and old. Their old are getting older.
And it's funny how Sp*rs do not come into the mix of things at all. Ahahaha.
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A Little Drunken Madness @ 4:58 PM