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I think I'm the biggest idiot ever. Who actually lands head first on the hard concrete netball court ground and ends up getting the largest bruise ever? I hope brain concussion isn't going to take place. If I die, who's going to continue baking brownies eh?

I've been eating way too many paus and samosas. I'm going to have to control myself before I can't fit into those wonderful spree finds!

And the MYAs will hit us tomorrow, I'm certain I failed Math. It's okay, it's a routine. I'm going to practise differentiation now and by the time Term 3 Week 1 beckons upon us, I'll be more than prepared. I won't give NoPT an edge to rule over me.

Something tells me InConversation is going to be really boring and Options will be a tough choice.

Life's screwed, like you didn't already know.

We are off to Athens! (Non-soccer fans can just skip this post or alternatively, drool at the eyecandies!)

Okay, actually, I'm not, though I very much would like to. Liverpool's going to Athens because they trashed beat Chelsea this morning through a penalty shootout. And it's all thanks to these darlings!

Xabi Alonso!
He's so hot (maybe that's because he hails from sunny Spain!). I can't believe NoPT owns Alonso's jerseys and parade them around. He definitely doesn't have the hot bod that Alonso boots.

Daniel Agger!
My latest crush, who scored the goal against Chelsea today and hence made the win possible. Plus, he has this huge tattoo around his right arm. On others, it would have looked sleazy. But instead of looking like a downright hooligan, he looks really cool with it! That reminded me of Cheryl's daddy, with his cute little tattoo! (:

And the favourite man of all Scousers, the exceedingly inspirational captain. I don't think much need to be said about him. When you lead a team that well, when you bring a team to two Champion League finals in three years, you know you are a hell of a leader.

And this is why you'll never walk alone

No pictures of Crouch for the obvious reasons. I'm so glad I stayed awake for the game. Daniel Agger's goal showed how much of an opportunist he was. The ball glided in and even Cech had no control over it. Pepe Reina's saves were just sensational. Liverpool, in my HUMBLE opinion (since I'm no Mourinho), deserved every bit the win. They held on to possesion, fought hard for interceptions and did not attempt dives like some sneaky losers. They played like a team, selflessly contributing to the team in everyway they could.

I don't see how Jose Mourinho actually mustered enough cheek to insist that they should have won. Now, eat that Mourinho, the "little club" that you deemed an unworthy opponent has got rid of you once again to proceed onto the finals of the Champs League.

I attribute this triumph to Rafa Benitez, the man with the right values. If it was Mourinho who had won today, he probably would have picked a worthier opponent between Manchester United and AC Milan. But for Rafa Benitez, a man whose passion for football is based upon the right reasons, there are no preferred opponents but rather the mindset of going there to have fun and possibly regain the title as the giants of Europe.

PE today was hilarious. Obviously none of us could play as well as any of the LFC players, in fact, we were far from being proficient. Well, sometimes there are limitations, no?

DAMN. Chelsea just scored. Though, with 60 minutes left into the game, I'm convinced Liverpool still has a good chance of winning. If we don't win, I'll murder Joe Cole personally. Okay, like I ever could. I think I'm going deaf. Why do I keep hearing Makelele as Michael Owen? The two names don't even sound alike.

Liverpool beat Chelsea once, to go further into the competition. Liverpool will beat Chelsea again. And Liverpool had better do well, for the sake of fans like me. Also, if Liverpool win, NoPT would probably be in a better mood and hence, he might let me off for not handing in the countless Math assignments.

I think my sleep cycle is really REALLY screwed. If not, please explain how I woke up on my own accord, without the aid of any alarms at 2.30am in the morning? Okay, that's only because I slept at 9.45pm. It's still screwed, isn't it?

I really dread RS block this afternoon. Now, how could I ever ever dread RS? That seems nearly impossible, doesn't it? (36th min: GERRARD ALMOST DID IT!) RS is like the most carefree block and with our presentation all done, what else is there to fear? I don't believe this. RGS teachers are perverse and downright creeps, especially the Science Department. First, they tormented us by coming up with some RGS SCIENCE MYA, which theoretically isn't even held at the MID of the year.

You thought they would let us off like that, but nope, they decided to screw us upside-down, inside-out. Okay, admittedly, the papers weren't all that difficult but they were instead, ambiguous and annonyingly silly and hence we all screwed our GPAs. Okay, maybe not all, but I definitely did.

As though to induce heart attacks in the weaker students (both in terms of health and grades), they are going to release all three papers during RS today. Wonderful, I tell you. This is so NOT going to kill half the population.

Then you thought they would at least have the decency to stop at all that damage which they have already induce upon us. But humans are never satisfied, I'm telling you. They won't stop short in their tracks of destruction till they see us writhing with pain, squirming on the floor. And hence, they decided that we will have more assessments so our brains can be cramped with scientific information and nothing else, leaving us with a ZILCH possibility in getting any fun at all. They already made sure they have all corners covered, since we technically can't have MYAs since the MYAs are already over and there is only one MIDDLE in the entire year, they will call it a SPA assessment week.

Well done.

Let's talk about something on a lighter note. MelLoon and I have started a Winners' Club, from Losers to Winners, from zero to HERO! You don't have to be a winner to join. We prefer losers who are aspiring to be winners! This exclusive membership enables you to engage in fun activities organised by the founding members of the club (read: MelLoon and I). Such enriching activities will commence after the EOYS in August and they include stuff like running 2.4km everyday, jumping up and down the amphitheatre steps 100 times, singing along to Barney and Friends. Aren't you getting all hyped up already? However, due to the exceeding demand, we will be conducting interviews. The selection process will be rigourous and hence members will be very privileged and exclusive. We'll be nice and give you a hint though, you can use the strategy of flattery during the interview and it will work VERY VERY well and give you an edge over other contenders!

I can already foresee some people yearning to land their hands on my cheeks with one tight slap. Okay, I know, we are crazy, you don't have to constantly remind us. We were just bored in class alright!

The other Mel is obsessed with my brownies, I have no idea why! I promise to bake after the MYAs are over though. I even bought a book on cupcakes! Isn't that highly interesting? Yay.

Yay, the match is starting again so I'll be off. Besides, I got to chiong Chinese homework because I'm guai like that!

(Half time and Liverpool's still down by one! I swear if they lose, I will kick up a big fuss at home and refuse to go to school.)

Okay. I finally got to bake the brownies after a long long time. I only did it since it was going to be Class Party tomorrow. I shall take the camera and start snapping random shots!

I'd really really like to give everyone a slice of the brownies I baked but I'm really sorry, I ran out of ingredients!

Anyway, tag me if you want my brownies, we'll see if we can figure something out?

And for now, all brownies are F.O.C, made with T.L.C.

It's not like they are that great anyway!

I really have no idea why I'm abandoning my blog. I swear that it wasn't on purpose and I wasn't doing anything else productive. In fact, the SS Performance Task is due tomorrow at 12.30pm, it's 05.20am on Good Friday morning and I still have no idea what I'm supposed to do. My brain's all groggy and I can't think at all.

I was just reading Yiusum's blog and I'm totally in awe. If you are reading this, Yiusum, just know that you have my fullest admiration. How could anyone be so driven by herself?

I really need to find out what on earth am I living for.

And if you were to ask me, that's a hell lot more important than any 25% PT.

You know what? Damn war. Damn it.

I woke up in the middle of the night again, due to my weird sleep cycles (I slept at 7pm the previous night before, I bet it's the stress and fatigue caused by MYAs), only to find the latest copy of Newsweek sitting on my desk. Seriously, because I'm a geek, I practically ripped off the plastic cover and started reading it, yes, right from page one. I knew I was going to hate this issue completely because I would just bawl my eyes out.

Damn the Iraqi war, really, damn it. The US soldiers are told to write their last words just in case they don't make it home. Just in case. And some of them don't. The youngest soldier who died was only eighteen, enlisted right after high school. And tell me how fair, how just is that?

I know this is going to raise a lot of controversy, but I really believe that their deaths are not in any way, justified. The whole situation doesn't seem to be improving, not at all.

DAMN THE WHOLE FUCKING IDEA OF WARS. WHO THE HELL CAME UP WITH IT?

There's no way of winning this entire war anymore. Neither is there any point, really. How will you measure your win? How are you going to? By your triumph and success when all that lays before you, glaring back at you are the statistics and death toll?

And to Newsweek, by printing their photographs, letters and words, you are making every heart out there break, you are causing strangers out there to cry.

As part of our attempt to boycott Bakerzin, Kwano and I have been patronising nicer cafes with much better food.

Canele's really more expensive but seriously, who cares? Their macaroons are so much fresher with a hell lot of texture whilst Bakerzin's ones are so flat, you wonder if they were factory made. Their menu is also so much more dimensional, with offerings of crepes and brioches. Okay, Bakerzin offers brioches too, but served with bad, stale ingredients? Ew.

Toast is a cheaper alternative, it really is an undiscovered gem. I guess it's flashier elder sibling, The Marmalade Pantry kinda outshone it. I remember having my sticky toffee pudding at Palais Renaissance when I was a kid! The cupcakes heat up oh-so-nicely, plus the takeaway brown paper package idea is just so English.

It's not about the price, really. Kwano and I don't even have a single complaint against dearest Lei Garden. It's about making your money all worthwhile and I just don't see that happening at Bakerzin. Real bad food, terribly lousy service, and you call yourself a home brand. What a joke.

Kwano: We could take a cab down, lunch at Toast and still have change left and leave with so much greater satisfaction than at Bakerzin.

The Sciences MYA are over and we can breathe for a while. Till the results call upon us, that is.