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Monday, March 24, 2008

The day of 3 quarrels.

The fierce quarrel was with my parents. I quarrelled with them for amost 3 hours at their nonsensical reasons on why i shldnt use the computer at 4am. I am too lazy to type it down, but it soon escalated to their argument of me not understanding how much it is to pay electricity bills?! HUH?! They were so nonsensical that i nearly had to call the ambulance, cos the heart was waiting for its chance to attack me.

The 2nd quarrel, while i was playing arcade, i received a msg from my fellow man u fan. Its was a mad msg, with a vulgarity in it. I was super stunned, and i could have guessed he and his girlfriend was quarrelling cos my name was in it. It was smtg like what soccer more important. hahahaha, i can only shake my head after knowing what happened. Squabbles between the golden couple. I was damn scared that my mention of soccer yesterday nite would break up the golden couple, and the world would stoned me to death. Luckily, it was minor and everything was fine after that. But who would have guessed? A vulgarity between bf/gf while quarrelling? I will never accept that, because that is what i will never allow myself to do.

I mean, if u have read one of my past posts, you would have known, i saw a couple quarrelling on the streets while back home, and the girl slapped the guy, and the guy SLAPPED the girl back. So drama, but i thot it was quite sad that it would have to turn ugly.

The 3rd quarrel. Before i get into it, me and the fellow man u fan went to harry's at clarke quay to watch soccer. AND WOW, i ordered the jungle juice, and its freaking nice. Its has minimal alcohol content, but enough to let you feel you are drinking the cocktail. But the fruity smell of it brought orgasm to my mouth. In any case, we ordered the drinks at happy hour and we saved alot! Cool. We got ourselves a good spot cos we went early, and cheap drinks, nice potato wedges, and a good atmopshere.

Unless you are really that stupid, by now you have guessed it was a quarrel between the winners and the losers. I mean, of course man u are the winners rite, and espn probably put l'pool at the top left of the page, because they censored lOUSYpool. HAHA oops. But well, there were a group of liverpool mat fans sitting very close behind me and my fellow man u fan.

It all started when liverpool played dirty, such as mascherano kicking scholes and got a yellow card, and rooney was not given a penalty after being tripped by carragher in the penalty box. Of course, as man u fans, we will make a fuss. But i made a fuss not to them, but to my fellow man u fan. I dunno, cos the liverpool mat suddenly taunted us out of nowhere when some random liverpool player shot and it was just ABIT close to the goal. And he pointed to the screen and said "NOW THATS CLOSE!"

I mean like "wow, so close, okay, but close doesnt mean anything" I smiled back to him and agreed to him 'yeah quite close'. And we kept quiet. But if you have watched the match, we didnt keep quiet for long, but i was wondering why the mat had such a stoned, sullen face thruout the whole match. Any liverpool fan can tell me why, maybe i didnt put myself in his shoes. Can anybody enlighten me?

Of course, he and his friends were blaming the ref for sending off mascherano and for killing the game. But it was nobody's fault rite. The minute just before mascherano was given the 2nd yellow card for dissent, torres has just been booked for dissent as well. I mean, c'mon, the ref is already pissed at your constant hankering, and you still go and kaopehkaobu, hu u want to blame. The fact that before that, the ref was quite pissed at him keep on questioning his decisions, and no man u players were there to influence the ref's decision. So hu to blame, mascherano himself.

The angmohs there were so angry at the ref for sending off mascherano that they kept screaming FUCK THE REF. Seriously, get a grip, you are talking to a ref that singlehandedly sent cristiano ronaldo on a straight red card on 2 occasions?

Of course, me and my fellow man u fan screamed damn loudly 3 times when man u scored. I keep on looking at the mat, wanting to say 'maybe next season, liverpool can try scoring at least one goal against man u? or even try to get CLOSE to scoring by being in an offside position?'

But i figured out that i wouldnt want to be stabbed on my journey back home. After all he was so poor thing. I really wanted to cuddle his face and ask him to cheer up and enjoy watching how man u played with liverpool's defence. But i just really feel like laughing at his face, mascherano's monkey face, and arebeloa's loser face when he felt so helpless marking ronaldo. I went home feeling proud that the man u logo was on my chest, and tried not to laugh whenever i walked past a liverpool fan.

Sigh, i would hate to say this, but it seems like since the year of the unbeatables by the gunners, we man u fans have to keep telling them, 'maybe next season?', after they lost at stamford bridge. And maybe the dust of the epl cup might fly over to anfield one day. All this are maybes, so the cup might still go over to stamford bridge, and the pollution from china might fly over to anfield before even the cup finally reaches there.

OMG, they might have to even play the champions league playoffs! 3rd and 4th position! HAHAHAHAHA neh ni neh ni pu pu.

But we all know is. MANCHESTER UNITED ARE THE CHAMPIONS. I hate to say this, but you have to agree, NOT AGAIN rite? Awww too bad. Sorry for this pro man u post. Any Man u fan would have been proud to see how ur team tore liverpool apart yesterday. I mean like, NOT AGAIN? Even though they were playing with 11 men, i guessed they were not so much of a threat. Aiya, nothing new seriously.

After all, you let a player like wes brown take the first goal?!


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