Another roll of mixed stuff...

thanks to dikkie... I started to get interested with football, though I know I cant share the interest with her because she swore to the heavens and all the principalities of the air that she will never watch football games with me ever. What made her say so? Well it was me and all my outrageous ideas on things I guess. I just saying stuff that was really insane, you wouldn't want to know. So back to my interest in football... nah I'm not gonna start buying jersey and play the field, if you remember the game is just to physical for me. So it in what light does my interest tilted? Well for starters I read the profile of the teams that I saw... First stop Sweden, so 2006 is their 11th Fifa World Cup and was really notable in the past. This season their qualifying campaign was the contribution of forward Clayton Ibrahimovic, whose seven goals included a four-goal haul in the 7-0 victory in Malta and a spectacular injury-time winner in Hungary, which I didn't witness because the game I saw was good less the fact that there were goals made. I cant stop wondering what coaches Lars Lagerback and Tommy Soderbergh be thinking right now. I'm really sorry dikkie, but am still not over the game last Saturday and still cant get the whole jersey switching after the game, especially the part when after switching there jersey the have to wear the sweaty switched jersey... unhygienic I have to say... ewww. let's talk more about dikkie then, I met dikkie when I was at a need of friend. This was the time when my best bud and I lost contact with each other, even friendster and chikka wasn't able to bridge us. This was also the same time JayR was launching his second album. The stars were aligned was when we met, she was a Libra and I a Gemini... A perfect meeting of air signs, though we lacked an Aquarius it was still click. I'm glad to have clicked with her right away because the usual initial impression with me is a closed minded snob. Tell you what yes I'm a snob... lols. But its easy to get through me. As long as you can communicate we'll be fine. So there she communicated well and was very broad minded that is why it worked. I have met a lot of people that I thought were open minded and understanding that turned out to be shallow and be pieces of shit... dikkie wasn't. She is one of the very few person I can asked for definitions and knew what I meant by things. The thing with me is... Plenty misinterpret me for what I say, thinking there something else, always trying to read between the lines when there isn't really. I'm telling you just take me for what I saw... I do not intent the undertones you notice or think is there... puhleeeze cut me a slack. Am I so full of myself. ok so we are talking about dikkie, right? Well there we didn't super close by day one but we did get closer. Number she's smart, God fearing and was always a ready ear and hand for that matter. I have learned a lot from her and I hope she learned something significant from me.

I have been writing a lot this pas few weeks, I'm updating my blogs journals and I just keep on writing on every paper I get my hands to. I just do everything in writing instead of saying my mind. I was so aggravated this past few days and instead of raising hell I just wrote everything. I am not really full of negative energy, I am so full of mixed emotion and there is just this avalanche of thoughts that rushes in my mind that I can handle it I'm going to burst. I don't even know where to start I get so worked up with almost everything. I'd love to give a detailed prose on it but I don't see the point. Yes, I love blogging but I don't give away myself to much, some think I do. My most private thoughts are still kept in my trusted diary. There are times thought that I deprive my very own diary of myself. There are thing that I rather keep to myself, on second thought there's tons of it.

My parents disagrees with things from A-Z, from the pettiest to the most stupid stuff, yes nothing really big. One thing they agreed upon though was when they told me to learn how to left faults pass. I take it too much if I feel that I was wronged. I dwell on it silently and I always take on them which they understand. Believe me if you wronged me I totally cool it in front of you but you wouldn't know how I seethe in aggravation. My father told to always let it pass and to never let it affect me. Why would I even stress myself? Well we know a person who raises shit out of hell the moment she opens here eyes... She 's totally sick. My mom has different approach, she told me to loosen up and let go and to learn how to justify people for their actions. To consider that factor why one acts the way they are. It may sound like my parents are slow to anger, think again they aren't but they know when to open their mouths. A feat I still need to master.

I'm thin but I eat like a pig... With manners. Duh? Doesn't connect. I love eating and it's not obvious. Food is one of the things I spent most of my money with. I am not the shopper kind, when I go out I eat or get a massage. I so hate discomfort the way I love pampering. I can find an easier way on things I will. Look, I want to type more but I'm sleepy and my I'm tired of typing... I'll continue this next time.

here's the continuation... 06172006

"love can pass away... But we can always run after it, and chase it back!". No its not about me its the last line from Formula17 its a Chinese movie that I watch last Saturday . The movie was subtitled and I was intently read the translations word per word and I was just so aghast with the translations, the dialogue was kinda intense to me and the story line was funny but with depth. Another movie I saw the same night was Luster, pick-up line? "...Here I am, I'm all yours!" this movie fascinated me not for the star but for a supporting character who was very interested with philosophy used to be like her just can't stop philosophizing well now in not like that anymore. I'm not in the mood though to tell the story of either the 2 movies. The third movie I watch was kill bill vol.1 that I saw tons of times... My favorite line was not a dialogue its the proverb at the beginning of the movie. "revenge is a dish served cold." and that concludes my movie marathon.

carpe diem!!!