Out of the whole Man Utd team that my Mom brought home, the only one that remained swimming in the plastic bowl on my kitchen table top is Rio Ferdinand *receives standing ovation. Alan Smith, the Neville brothers or Ruud van Nistelrooy even made it. Not even stupid Rooney lived long.

Heck, even my 2-year-old 'goalie', Roy Carroll, which my sisters named JC which I found so irritating ever since I laid eyes on it died. It was the Roy Carroll that would stick it's head up & waggle it from side to side whenever anyone passed it's bowl as though to ask to be fed. It was the Roy Carroll that survived two years back when my sister found him the 'longkang' among other fishies.

Then, two years later when my baby sister brought home another team of fishies from that same 'longkang', Roy Carroll got the shock of its life. For the whole o it's entire fish life, it never had to share it's space with any other fish & now here came small little fishies surrounding it.

When Mom separated Roy from it's usual glass bowl, it didn't last 2 days. Roy Carroll died slanted sideways; probably too dizzy from staring at all the little fishies swimming & darting everywhere & maybe also because a broken little fish heart.

Poor Roy. I disliked him so much. I used to tease my sisters that one day when they weren't looking, I'd take that stupid fish & cook it in curry. And now it's gone. Roy's gone. Rio Ferdinand isn't the same. It won't stick it's head out when I poked my finger into the bowl near the water. Ferdinand is silver spotted with black while Roy was all over orange. And I can't deny I miss having Roy around. I think even my Mom feels the same way. She was the one who used to clean his bowl.

Rio just darts around the bowl like some loco fish. I know Rio's still a small fry compared to Roy but I kinda feel guilty for it's death. We'll miss you so much, Roy, little fella. The poor thing probably thought it was rejected from the family after Mom & my sis brought home a fresh batch of little fishies.

Well, here's a pic of the new Rio Ferdinand.



Mean looking thing, ain't he?? Well, I guess we all have to move on. A lot of updates on my life, though. I managed to catch the opening of White Chicks about 2 weeks ago with Jan, Van, Suchi, Gaya & Shee Hwa. We smuggled KFC into the cinema through my bag because Jan & Suchi were too hungry. Fantabulous. And I don't just mean the chicken. From the moment the movie started, I was never able to stop laughing my eyes out.

Right now, I am just sooooooooo addicted with Man Utd, Ruud van Nistelrooy & just the whole game of soccer. Well, ever since I had SCV that is. I wonder what'll happen once my SCV expires. I just keep watching and watching non-stop especially since this week features the World Cup Qualifiers & I can't wait for Holland to play against Finland. Because Ruud's gonna be there!!! Finally. After 2 suspended games due to his potty mouth, he is finally getting his chance to play.

Anywayz, as you noticed, my blog blares the song My Bo by Usher & Alicia Keys, right?? Well, it kinda has a significance for me. But now, SOME copycat, a.k.a My Bitch Friend as gone & put that same song for her blog. And don't I know why. I couldn't believe my ears when I went to her blog & surprise, surprise!! I heard my song. Such an unoriginal. Moron-faced, poopy-headed bitch. If you know who you are, kindly remove that song off your blog becuase I chose it first. Go find your own love song if you it that bad.

Fucking bloody copyrighter. Screw you & rot in hell.

Okay. I'm done. I'm cool. By the way, I just became a member of the Chill Club. This is a club that Adam, Jan & PK made during one of those days where they just sat outside the lecture theatre & talked crap. So in order to be in this exclusive club, one has to have something that makes you want to move on. It may be an ex or something, something nostalgic or whatever.

I know it kinda sounds lame but well, it does sound that way to people whom don't understand what we from the Chill Club are going through. Basically we're just a bunch of miserable people trying to find happiness in our lives.

Exams are coming & I'm as freaked out as hell. I don't know if I'm prepared enough & seriously there's so much to study. I just wanna roll over & dieeeeeeeeeee. My head's throbbing, my eyes are burning & my whole body is taking its toll. God help us. And I don't wanna miss soccer!! Okay, now I'm being lame. Oh, well. What the heck, right?? I'm entitled to beinglame once in a while...

Laterz...
Lenny JC