all that jazz

Frankly,I find matches that finish in a tie a waste of time.
You spend 90 friggin minutes sitting on the edge of your seat,fingers wound tightly round a bottle of lukewarm beer,
eyes fully focused on the green screen infront of you and throat hoarse from screaming/groaning/moaning/sighing and all
the match returns to you is 2 big fat zeros.
Eh,I realised I might be exaggerating a tad bit and I don't drink beer while watching soccer matches but I'm just trying to capture
the whole essence of general anxiety.
The match between france and switzerland was in a sense a waste of my bloody time.
I wasn't really supporting either team so I actually don't know why I watched it.
hahas.
Brasil was one big disappointment.
Then again,I have already expected them not to do well since they can't seem to do well under pressure.
But hey,they won and thats what matters at the end of the day.

My lovable missable brother is off to BB camp!!!!!
6 BOXES OF SPACE IS MINE!!(my house)
THE COMPUTER IS UNDER MY ORDER AND THE TV REMOTE HAS ONLY ME FINGERING IT!!!
THE ENTIRE COUCH WAS MINE AND FOR ONCE IN A LONG TIME I COULD ACTUALLY STRETCH MY
LEGS OUT WITHOUT HITTING TILL MY BRO'S LEGS.
(actually I don't mind doing that.hitting him I mean)
WAHAHAHAHA.
I love camps.
Especially ones my bro have to go to.
*grins*

Today was my first official rotting day.
After chinese tuition in the morning,I basically went through the entire process of rotting.
It was computer,tv,computer,tv,computer,toilet,tv,computer.
You get the idea.
It wasn't all that jazz actually.
Felt highly .... er..whats the word??...ahh..yes..felt highly ROTTED.

I think I might just trot down to town myself tommorrow and pay a visit to borders.
Always had this idea in my head of spending an entire day in a book store.
Too bad wenyan just might be suffering from a supposed bout of chicken pox cause I was pla
Sigh.
And its so close to our tribe camp!!!
Sigh.
Lets all pray hard for her.

toodles.