For you I bleed myself dry.
I know. We lost on penalties. Rub it in my face if that gives you a sense of joy and happiness.
I have not cried since the game, which is strange because every time England lose to bloody penalties, I sob as though some national disaster happened in my own home.
I cry for England, but not for Chelsea? WTF? It also shows I'm not loyal to my own country (which is NOT true).
The last time I cried for Chelsea was when JT got kicked in the head during the Carling Cup match against Arsenal.
I hate penalties. I never wanted the game to go into extra time or penalties.
Where's that bloody last minute goal when you need it?
And someone finally learnt how to score a bloody penalty. About time he did.
Anfield is a special place for Liverpool, just like how Stamford Bridge is to Chelsea. Their fans are just amazing.
Oh well, life's like that.
There are worse things in life, like not getting enough sleep.
Someone owes me a cookie and a chocolate sundae.
Some other Scouser still hasn't given me my lunch yet.
The Michael Owen fan has told me she will whack Stevie G for me.
The ex was a little sensitive and gave me a big fat hug, thru SMS obviously. And yes, I will send you the next instalment when I'm free.
The other Blues kept me company and told me to sleep. How to sleep-lah oi? Next day got to go to an auntie's house for some function. I want to sleep...
But honestly, anyone who wants to give me a little stick is more than welcome to do so.
After all, what's a little giving without a little taking?
Yes, yes. This is still me. Don't rub your eyes. I know this may not sound like your usual TTG, but there's always room for change. Laugh all you want if it makes you happy. I'm just doing what Morrie asked me to.
And I'm having a slight tummy ache. How terrible is that?
Life's like that, deal with it.
Like a very good kawan the Liverpool supporter said to me just now:
There's always a next year.
So with this I conclude:
Cuba lagi tahun depan.
I have not cried since the game, which is strange because every time England lose to bloody penalties, I sob as though some national disaster happened in my own home.
I cry for England, but not for Chelsea? WTF? It also shows I'm not loyal to my own country (which is NOT true).
The last time I cried for Chelsea was when JT got kicked in the head during the Carling Cup match against Arsenal.
I hate penalties. I never wanted the game to go into extra time or penalties.
Where's that bloody last minute goal when you need it?
And someone finally learnt how to score a bloody penalty. About time he did.
Anfield is a special place for Liverpool, just like how Stamford Bridge is to Chelsea. Their fans are just amazing.
Oh well, life's like that.
There are worse things in life, like not getting enough sleep.
Someone owes me a cookie and a chocolate sundae.
Some other Scouser still hasn't given me my lunch yet.
The Michael Owen fan has told me she will whack Stevie G for me.
The ex was a little sensitive and gave me a big fat hug, thru SMS obviously. And yes, I will send you the next instalment when I'm free.
The other Blues kept me company and told me to sleep. How to sleep-lah oi? Next day got to go to an auntie's house for some function. I want to sleep...
But honestly, anyone who wants to give me a little stick is more than welcome to do so.
After all, what's a little giving without a little taking?
Yes, yes. This is still me. Don't rub your eyes. I know this may not sound like your usual TTG, but there's always room for change. Laugh all you want if it makes you happy. I'm just doing what Morrie asked me to.
And I'm having a slight tummy ache. How terrible is that?
Life's like that, deal with it.
Like a very good kawan the Liverpool supporter said to me just now:
There's always a next year.
So with this I conclude:
Cuba lagi tahun depan.
Labels: chelsea, disappointment, football, sad
posted by Anodynous Roxy at
08:24
6 Comments:
best cure for post-defeat,
OD on mcr.
i feel much better now.
I nearly cried when Robben missed his penalty. I was *heartbroken.*
Aimee - I went to sleep instead. People think I am depressed. 0.0
Nutcases.
Emma - When I saw him miss, my heart broke and sank. Just devastating.
There's always a next year.
Okay. Firstly I expected a really depressing post.
But...
Wow. The things that have happened lately have really toughened you up.
You're one tough cookie.
Your ex told me so, so I know what I'm saying.
Glad to see you're coping well. I am proud of you to refrain yourself from writing sad things.
Take care of yourself. What is wrong with you?
Are you sure that is you?
0.0
Who are you and what have you done to my friend???
Send her back to us!
But like Mar said, you're getting tougher now. You're listening to Morrie now? Haha. That's a first.
What happened to you? You've been sick the whole week. Is anything the matter?
Take good care of yourself. Oh if it makes you feel any better, your writing skills have never faded, it just came back.
With a BLOODY BIG BANG.
Mar LCA - Depressing as in me declaring public war on Liverpool is it?
Haha, yeah. It has changed me a bit. Not so much, but I'm still learning.
And what EXACTLY did he tell you?
I might write sad things, but this time I felt that there was no point in doing such a thing.
I think I have food poisoning. But I'm better now, thanks.
ScouserLysa - Yes, it's me. Who did you think it was, Stevie G?
Hopefully, I'm learning-lah. Haha, you damn evil-lah you.
I had a flu before, not sure how I got it. yesterday I had food poisoning, not sure how i got that either.
Will do, oh, and thank you. I don't know if it's back with a big bang, but it's back, and I owe it to someone.
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