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Thursday, July 8, 2010

Nightmare at 2.30am

Ok, I'm agitated and I can't sleep..so I've decided to write this post..

My gut has been quite accurate so far, if I really listened..I felt strongly on the win against Argentina, it was worrying but the winning feeling was there..I was however in denial with Spain and underestimated their slightly inconsistent form..clearly I was wrong and they played really well..

Confession : the day before the world cup began my mom had asked me who I thought would be champions this time around, and my answer was Spain..I didn't share this with anyone else..

I know, I'm such a traitor..

I've been a German fan since we (my wc girlfriends for life!!) started to watch this crazy time stopping worldwide event..it is officially our 3rd wc together n as German fans through n through..I don't even remember how we got about to being German fans but I think it had something to do with Michael Ballack, n the superb skills of Kahn, Lehman, Klose, Lahm, Mertesacker and the rest of the superstar senior team, just to name some favourites..

4 years ago, we being excitable young teens, stitched our own German gear, painted our nails black, red n yellow, even bought matching shoe laces to show our support..unfortunately, in the semis, Germany lost to Italy on penalties..we watched that game on foot for the full duration of 120minutes + + as we couldn't get a table..it was heartbreaking..

Today, history has repeated itself..only involving Spain this time, without penalties or even extra time..and all 3 of us girls were watching in separate venues..without too much German "merchandise" :p (there's a word for it, but I can't seem to dig it out of my brain)

Heartbreaking, again..

I will however admit that Spain was the better team today, with little drama involved in play for both sides..it was the worste Germany has performed in this wc, which did not suck considering they've been tremendous through out, and the best game from Spain so far..their passing was impeccable, aggressive atacking, crazy close-control and great team work..n most importantly, they delivered when it mattered the most..

I had said that if Germany was able to block-out Villa from scoring and prevent an early Spain goal then they would win..I was wrong..they did both n they still lost..

It was a good German team this year..mad young skills..just unfortunately not good enough..n I think Muller being out of the game had caused a big hole in their attacking formation..Klose, Muller, Ozil n Podolski have been playing really well together..I'm in love with Mesut Ozil btw..but am a little disappointed in his last 2 games though..I'm sure he can do better..*sigh..

All in all, my gut is sticking with Spain for champions..let's see if my gut is as accurate as Paul the octopus :p I'm so angry at this animal right now, although I know it's not its fault..sorry Paul, you're my punching bag for the rest of the world cup.

For what it's worth, Los Deutchsland!! Ich denke un dich.




Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Trials & Tribulation

You know you must have done something extremely wrong in your life if the "craziest most unexpectedly sad none-sense that's just beyond your control" keeps on happening to you..

i've just went from an extreme high to a depressing low in the period of 3 days..

on monday, the 12th of April 2010, at exactly 3.00pm, i was offered a place in the University of Sheffield..i cannot explained the level of ecstasy i felt as i looked at my inbox rubbing my eyeballs..i couldn't even scream and didn't even know how to react as i sat there staring..eventually i started jumping and hugged my Kakak making weird mumbled screeches as i did..

the first person i called was my brother..then my mom..then someone else that just came to mind at the moment..i was happy..content and in disbelief..my dreams from wayyyyy back when is finally materializing..ya Allah..

then today happened..i got offered for the wrong programme..and i did NOT bloody notice this at all..i had apparently applied for an MA in Architecture Design..which is not an equivalent to a Part 2 qualification..but the thing is, i didn't..as my written, hardcopy form, says MArch in Architecture (RIBA Part 2)..but my online file says the previous..astaghfirullah....

the last time i felt this tense was when i was on the verge of failing my design in Part 5..

oh my God..oh my God..such tribulationnnnnn..

the situation can still be fixed..yes, it's true..it's true..and it will be..i know it willllllll!!..right?...

insyaAllah..oh God, please aid me in fixing this mess..please.....

it's been a while since i seriously majorly cried in public..thank you someone for calling me which forced me to stop immediately..i feel so otak bercelaru right now.......