my stomach made funny noises last night as i was waiting for the sweden and bulgaria match. it sounded a lot like a washing machine.
sweden 5 - bulgaria 0
woo hoo! i got to admit that i'm behind the scandinavian teams. i think it's the fact that their often considered the underdogs and often being underestimated that steers me to give them my worthless support. i'm not there in portugal you see. what's the use of me prancing around my room yelling, sweden! sweden! or denmark! denmark! when it's just for my personal entertainment. so yeah. but i'll still do it anyways.
my italian boys didn't do me proud last night. they can only managed a goalless draw against the danes. they were passionless. what happened mr trappatoni? where was the fiery italians that i once knew? but a draw is always a safe bet.
one word to describe the new jurong lib; ridiculous
it's ridiculously huge. i nearly got lost trying to find my way around. plus, i was alone and without my glasses. always wear your trusty glasses folks. if you're half-blind like me, that is. it's also ridiculously retarded that most of the freaking good books are, 'not for loan'. argh. it's bloody frustrating. get my hopes high only to disappoint me. it's ridiculously condusive for reasearch work. i would love to roll around the floors hugging a book. especially the one that contains everything on oscar wilde. i want that book! sorry. 'not for loan'. it still hasn't impress me yet. considering that the entire section on agatha christie is almost empty. jurong lib has always been the best place to get agatha christie books. but oh no, where have all the agatha christie books gone? but the whole infrastructure blew me away. like the whole concept but it's pretty airy. a whole lot of space not being done to good use. i have a few ideas. maybe i'll write in?
embarked on a movie marathon with my bro yesterday. technically i wasn't really watching as i was typing away on the comp whilst he was watching saving private ryan. besides, it's too gory for me. then we watched 28 days later. naked cillian murphy walking around the hospital greeted us. the movie was alright. not as scary as i assume. i think we'll continue with either resident evil or dog soldiers tonight.
i think the oldies are timeless. the songs never fails to make me warm and fuzzy inside. and i don't even have to be in love to feel for the songs! it's amazing. nowadays, songs are often too 'real' in a way that almost 3/4 of long songs touches on break-ups and depression. that's not love?! well, relationships does encompasses hardships.. but why the over-emphasis on heartaches when there's so many beauty that is left unsaid. eh, that rhymes!