Ovrebo Mania

Any football fan around the world by now would recognize Tom Henning Ovrebo, not because of how good was he as a referee but how hillarious the match ended. Chelsea vs Barcelona 2009 Champions League Semi Final Second Leg did not ended in a very pretty sight. The ref accussed by Chelsea fans as a cheat, bastard, retard, asshole, etc. and then the UEFA was blamed for letting Barcelona to pit agaisnt Manchester United because they dint want the same scenario to happen again like last year. Boring Chelsea vs Manchester United. So this is what the Chelsea fans did to vent their anger, haha.

-Hate groups in Facebook.

-They even found his email address to spam hate mails to him.

-Photoshop pictures that the referee was indeed a Barcelona fan.


-Drogba acting like a.. well, Drogba.

Its a shame that Chelsea lost in such an ugly way, but the players shouldnt have done that. Imagine kids hearing "its a fucking disgrace" while the players acting like gangsters flapping their arms around that looks like a challenge to a fight. Tsk Tsk.

Rollback.

Where have all the good times gone? Born in 1987 started listening to music in 2003, fell on the wrong track listening to pop-rock, rap, techno. 3 years back since today I started enjoying music. Good old music, you dont need booze or drugs to make you high, just plain guitar playing.



Worth every minute of my life. Wish I was born in the 1970's so I dont have to stick with all the bullshit 50cent, icecube dogshit my housemates are playing.

-And they call this lyrics. Fucking hell. I reckon its bullshit.

Half Way There.

Phew, after a year of laze and procrastinating on my Undergraduate Major Project, its finally done, all 9083 words. It feels like yesterday when I just started my third year in Uni, thinking how the hell can I acomplish 10,000 words. My classmates and me enjoyed our third year slacking and ignored the fact that we had 10,000 words to type, or maybe its only me... hmm. Its tough but its over. But there's still 7500 more words and exam till its officially over. Gonna miss my room and Chelmsford, but home is where the heart belongs... and stomach, hehe.

-Lord of the Sins, by me.

-Hazardous. Toss and you will die.

Back to what I do best again after resting for 2 days, dragging my assignments till the last week before the dateline. I always try to avoid rushing & doing last minutes work but Master Yoda tells me "Try not. Do or not do, there is no try". It's always not do.

-My basketball and my hoop, homemade yo.

-Back to work. *grumbles*

After this I'm gonna be free, no more assignments, datelines, lectures to pressure me. Just working 9-5, sitting in my cubicle, rushing reports and my boss... Hmm... that... doesnt sound right...