I am Broke!!!

Shit! Recently, I lost a RM500 bet to one of my college mate, Brian. Since I do not have enough money to pay yet, I have decided to stay away from him. As luck would have it, I stumbled into him in the toilet this morning. 

I told him my predicament. Thankfully, he was quite reasonable. He accepted a downpayment of RM45 (my pocket money for the week!!!) and gave me up to next week to pay up...I am gonna look for a part time job from tomorrow onwards.

 

Btw, I have finally decided to create a Facebook account. Please add me as a friend. Looking forward to meeting you on Facebook. Here's the link to my account:

Gerrard Lim! 

Futsal Tuesdays!

I am knackered. I just got back from my weekly Futsal game. It's pretty frustrating when your team sucks. We lost again...7 - 2.

I scored both my team's goal and set up a couple of of chances for Farid, but unfortunately, his finishing was as good as Berbatov (LOL). The scoreline would have been at least more respectable if he were to convert those chances.

The team looked depressed after the game. Being a good team captain (a trait I picked up from Gerrard), I went over to comfort them (although I was furious at their poor performance tonight...especially the defenders).

"'Rite...good game lads. As Bill Shankly would've said..a team tha..."

"Shut the hell up la, Gerrard!" Farid cut me off.

"Oi...you should respect your Captain ok??"

"KNN...CCB!!!Since when you the captain?" Fei Chai (Fatty) Leong, our goalkeeper hollered.  

"Fuckers...at least I scored two goals OK??!! What bout the rest of you fucktards?? Niamah...can't even defend properly" I was seething at that moment, nearly punched Leong in his fat face.

"Niamah...WTF? You were "marking" their goalie the whole game...we had to cover for you OK!"

"It's strategy you idio..."

Rajan kicked the ball at me.

"Pundek...strategy my arse la...go fuck off la. Next time we'll get Bobby in the team la...even the sissy play better than you!!!"

Fuck it...I got no time to argue with low lifes...I will find myself a new team next week.

I guess I can somehow emphatise with Adebayor now. How the hell can you stay motivated when your team does not appreciate you...

You guys better watch out next week...I will be back.

Heartbroken :'-(

I can't believe it!!! I found Adrian all right...

He was walking out of Starbucks with Emily...

...HOLDING HANDS!!!

WTF!!!

How can my angel be holding hands with that idiot??!! I can't believe it...my love is gone just like that :(((((((((

Sigh...I am watching LIVERPOOL'S BEST 100 GOALS to console myself....I just have to remember to fast forward every Michael Owen goal...still can't believe he joined the Manure shithole...

Bad Day...Very Bad Day

It was supposed to be a very good day today. It was a Friday after all, with the weekend just around the corner...the weekend that English Premier League finally kicks off!

I was wearing my brand new Liverpool away jersey (this one's complete with TORRES 9 at the back) which my mum got for my birthday last month. I was feeling rather smug; especially when I noticed people were checking out my top. I guess not many people have had a chance to see it first hand yet. It is definitely a whole lot nicer than the fugly Manure jersey that Adrian wore last week.

As I strode into class, I couldn't help but to notice Adrian's astonished face. Green with envy...or is it? For suddenly, he let out a big guffaw.

"Hey guys! Guys! Check out Gerrard's jersey...it says CALRSBERG!" Within a matter of seconds, the whole class was on to me like a pack of hyenas.

"Where the hell did you get that jersey from, Gerrard? The pasar malam???" Adrian hollered.

"Fuck off Adrian! It's original...I got it from Kitbag.com" I lied.

At that very moment, our lecturer, Mr Arumugam stepped into the classroom. I scampered all the way to the back of the classroom as I frantically texted my mum:

OMG!!!MUM WHR DID U GET MY JERSEY FROM??!!

GOT IT FROM THE SPORTS SHOP NEAR SOGO.Y?

OMG!!!I DONT THINK ITS ORIGINAL!!!SHIT!!!SHIT!!!

ITS ORIGINAL DEAR. THE GUY AT THE SHOP SAID SO. NO DISCOUNTS 2 BCOS ITS THE LATEST DESIGN. I PAID RM50 4 IT.

ARGHHHHH!!!!NOOO!!!

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Let's see if you are so happy when Birmingham beat the Manure scums! Asshole!

I Think I am in Love...

Emily looks very pretty today. Something about her is different today. I think she did something with her hair. Then, as we were leaving the class today, our eyes met. I held her gaze for what seems like an eternity...then I smiled. She returned my smile with a sweet little "Hello" before disappearing down the hallway.

I think I am in love....

New Girl in Class

There's this new girl in class today. Her name is Emily. Rumours were flying around that she is a part-time model; she definitely looks the part...in fact, she would be a supermodel in my books! All eyes were on her today...especially Shirley's - the hottest girl (or should I say ex hottest girl) in class.

You should see the look on Shirley's face. If looks could kill, Emily would've been a bloody piece of red pulp by now. Hahaha...serves you right, you stuck up Ah Lian bitch! No guys to fawn over you anymore. Not so high and mighty now, huh?

Adrian was being an ass-clown as usual (what else can you expect from a Manure fan?). He was trying on stupid pick up lines on Emily; "Your daddy must be a terrorist cos you da bomb"...lame. If I were him, I'd use something less juvenile, someting more eloquent...such as "If you were a library book, I'd check you out!".

After five minutes of his idiocy, Emily scowled at him and told him to pipe down. Serves him right...the girl's definitely got class.

Adrian is a Bastard

I can't stand the sight of Adrian. He is nothing but bad news. Today is another example. I was minding my own business in the computer lab when he came in with his Manure scum posse - Vijay and Zainol. As he walked past, he kicked my chair and called me a "Scouse Bastard".

So I hollered back, "Fuck you! You are the scouse bastard."

Instead of retaliating, all three of them cackled hysterically.

"You don't even know what Scouse means, do you!?" Zainol enquired in between giggles.

"Of course I do, idiots. Leave me alone, you scouser bastards!" I stormed away from the lab as the idiots started laughing for the second time.

After a while, my curiousity got the better of me. I returned to the computer lab when the coast is clear. I Googled for "Scouse Bastard" and found this...

Scouse Bastard

OMG!!!SHIT!!!FUCK!!!MADE A FOOL OF MYSELF!!BLOODY MANURE SCUMS!!!