it’s Time!

   So…juz in a flash, the four days of holidays has passed and v’r officially back to the grind =( Did i enjoy myself? Yes! Was I happy? No…

  Well, a conflict of sorts i suppose? Let’s just say watching tv, sleeping, going shopping and plain relaxing (i rate reading newspaper for hours as part of it) is great fun. BUT at the same time  there’s always the tug of conscience reminding me of unfinished work (read: esl investigative study, physics infosearch, maths, fillin my uni forms). Plus, the constant nagging need @ desire to go on9…felt quite bad reali since i was using dialup [rate is proportional to time on9] and i’m not paying for it. Don’t ask me Why i on9, i cant ans u but i’m definitely NOT a net addict! Not full-fledged anyway…

    So… the end of a dream took place…all hopes of catching chelsea went up in smoke. Perhaps i was abit too optimistic in hoping for a 0-5? Well, what’s life without hope anyway? But then again, maybe it’s reali, reali time to evaluate some things. The performance was insipid, listless, weak! Maybe sometimes, u reali hv2 realize when ur simply not gd enuf? When the quality and class is lacking, there’s onli so much effort can do to help u. Hard graft won’t help when ur simply not gd enuf to make the world sit up n take notice of u.

        Being the stubborn person I am, I do believe in the power of hard work despite the evidence staring me in the face. But recent developments hv shown 2me how cruel the world may be and there’s nothing much u can do bout it. Villareal were a hardworking, disciplined side and they went out of Europe simply because they’ve reached a stage where plain effort was simply not good enough. there ARE things called luck, fate and destiny in this world. And their destiny is to be ignored, deprived of glory. Everyone wants an Arse-Barca final anyway. The neutrals do, anyway.

    Wigan is yet another good example. Unfashionable, poor, seemingly doomed for the drop. At one point it looks like teamwork n graft, coupled with courage, would be enuf to bring them into Europe virtue of a 6-8 placing. Now? Recent defeats hv juz shown the glaring lack of class in them n somehow i identify with that. At one point they thought fate was with them…Nevermind Europe, they just wana avoid relegation. Of cuz, they never thought of the Title, but as time passed and with THAT lot of sweat put in, maybe the results fooled them in2 actuali believing they were good enuf for the UEFA cup at least? mayb not the champions league but at least eufa cup would be a great consolation…but now, it’s bin cruelly proven to them tht they’re not gd enuf for that slot as well!

     It’s cruel of course to find that when u least expect it, u find ur dreams (scaled down, of course) are crushed and that in actual fact u’ve bin toiling away like a fool, waiting, waiting  for Something to happen and yet it never does? It’s like watching a dour 0-0 match, waiting for a goal, hoping rather desperately that ur not wasting ur ticket money, and suddenly it dawns on you that the score is 5-4 at the stadium down the road. The goals have decided to rain down there instead n u tear ur ticket in frustration. Surely, saving and saving money to watch a big game onli for it to end 0-0 is frustrating? That’s even if u DO get a ticket!

         Is this blog getting longish? haha…one last thg…watched bicentennial man 2day during eap. It made me think : izit true that sumtimes, u reali kenot change who n what u r? does it reali matter who u r anyway? does everything else get thrown out the window in the face of identity? If you’re It and not Him, then it’s thanks, but no thanks? * Watch the movie to see what i mean, robin williams was great*

        I’m not making much sense here i guess…bin talking in circles as i always do. Anyway, a blog is meant as an avenue for me to express my feelings so.. itz ok if u dun und it, n i dun reali hope u do =) let’s juz say sum frustrations r meant to be released n then that’s tht,end of issue. By the end of the day it won’t b an issue anymore, juz a passing moment in a long, long life (if i do live that long). 

        Three weeks to midyear! It’s Time to gear up for the final push before our ‘annotated’ holidays…Good luck everybody!

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