a comeback.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Federico Macheda. Whoever you are, thanks a bunch.
Told you, didn't i? You gotta have faith. You gotta believe in them enough for them to start believing in themselves. You gotta keep that pride and dignity no matter how much they already stumbled and fall. You gotta still chant the cheers in your head so that they'll have enough support to keep moving. And you gotta still hug that Ronaldo/Giggs pillow...if you have one.
A double by my beloved Ronny (could have made it a hat-trick, if only he changed his boots one more time) and the last winning goal by a brilliant 17 year-old (or 18, can't remember) youngster, obviously trained well-enough by Solksjaer! GLORY GLORY MAN UTD...all over again. We're still in the race, so be very afraid.
Remember the name. Remember the face. Remember the attitude. FEDERICO MACHEDA. My next favourite italian Mat Rep.
=)
the crooner swooner.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
I'm already imagining myself with a gun. So if i don't get pass the selection asessment and interview, i'm gonna be crying my eyes out.
Am i really THAT desperate and pathetic that i have to resort to being a police officer? I've been sending over a thousand resumes to no avail and only SPF is kind enough to give me a reply. A good omen, you suppose? I pretty much hope so. I can look forward to the training and working out at the gym, and finally losing all the weight in the world. Thank Allah for the blessings in disguise. A week ago, i was certain i did not want this. But right now, this very second, this very moment - i REALLY REALLY WANT THIS. It's gonna be an awesome positive change in my life and i can't bloody wait.
To quote a casting person, *coughnasihacoughcoughnasiha*, "If you come out looking hot, I'm joining too!" Heheh. Sure, love.
It's all for my future and for his future. I'm doing this for him, as well as myself. There's gonna be a little sacrifice as we won't be able to meet each other so much...but it will all be worth it in the end. We'll be stable enough for me to finish my Class 3 license and him to finish his Class 2 (although it's a bit bias on my end as my uncle, who works as a bike instructor, helped him pass most of his practicals. hmph), for us to get a house, and finally start the wedding arrangements. And for us to once and for all clear all loans, debts and bills we've accumulated so far.
We'll make it through, insyAllah.
And so will Anoop. =)
Megan I-can't-hit-a-high-note Joy is finally out of the competition, leaving Lil Rounds and Allison as the two remaining ladies left. Don't get me wrong. I love Megan. She's cute, pretty, in fact, absolutely gorgeous, i would say. But the girl CAN'T sing to save her life. Sure, she's got that classy/jazzy unique vocals, but it ain't enough to get you through an Idol competition.
Wrong song choices is to be expected. But you need to be able to sing, croon, swoon the crowd plus the judges to make it through. Anoop have had two bad weeks in a row, but you can't erase the fact that the dude can really sing. He's got a voice of an artist. Like Taufik, he is completely an RnB star. And if by being half indian, Taufik can make it to the top...so cna you, Noop. I'm only rooting for those that can sing - Anoop, Kris and Matt got my votes. They are like my Justin Timberlake, Mario Vasquez and Boyz II Men put together.
The world needs to realise that Megan should quit singing and get into acting because she got superb looks. That's all i'm saying.
Noop Dogg gotta win this. He'll need to shove his Clef Hangers records into the judges faces for them to realise the real stuff he is made up of. He can obviously sing, and it's a singing competition. But if he goes home next week, i still have Mr. Allen around...so i'm smiling. Anoop for President, and Kris for err...vice-president!
Although Noop's here to leep me company, i miss my dearest sayang who has gone missing with my older brother. I swear i'll never let him go out with my brother again. You could locked them up in a room, and put a time-bomb - but they'll still be talking about their bikes all night long. Well atleast abang approves of my fiancee...that means a hell lot for me.
And i have to be getting ready for the day out with his family. It's his youngest brother birthday and i finally get to meet his third brother, Danial, who just booked out of camp. I miss that idiot.
Oh. I've just been officially declared a Nooper Trooper #626. First representative from Singapore. =) I'm demanding to meet Seacrest.
