of fouls , cheers and a celebrated local referee
soccer-betting has now soared to ridiculous heights at the peak of the world cup season.
on top of the plethora of various betting systems already available ( and confusing the minds of virgin pundits like me ) , you know can bet on stuff totally UNRELATED to the gameplay itself.
like now you can actually bet on total ball-possession. not entirely unrelated but ball possession doesn't really mean much in a match , and besides how the hell is one supposed to predict the percentage of ball possession since it is highly unstable ?
more preposterously there is the kick-off bet , where u place your moolah on which team kicks off first , decided by a deft toss of the coin by the captain of a team just before the match starts.
in a nutshell , the fate of your money lies in a coin. heads or tails ? consult mother Gravity.
the match last night between Australia and Italy was a total ripoff. i watched with bated breath along with mark's aussie friends in between balancing pints of draft beer , hoping that the socceroos will not disappoint. they didn't, they played very well in fact but the fucking referee had to award a totally undeserving penalty to Italy at the very last minute. REFEREE KAYU LAH KNN !!!! SURELY KENA BRIBED ONE !!!
sidetrack : ghana is down 0-2 to brazil as of now ( a little after 45 mins ) .... pardon the disappointed tone , i'm an underdog supporter lah ! the second goal should have not been though , since it was obviously offside ! my dad is now cursing non-stop
a little update about the going-ons in my life. i am awaiting mark's return in about a week's time , yeah !! he was so disappointed that his motherland lost yesterday. poor boy.
haven't been sleeping alot because it is the dreaded deadline week for my school assignments. to make matters worse i still have to work at the pub on some days due to shortage of manpower ! i haven't been home for so long before 10pm that i was actually excited about going home early just now , planning out the TV programmes i would want to watch and a short itinary of things-to-do. finally caught Little Britain on Arts Central , damn funny lah !! dry british humour rocks my socks. also indulged in a little me-time in the bathroom with my newly bought shea butter scrub from Origins. shiok.
and oh , i caught my as of now anonymous friend stealing my dior lip-gloss a few days ago. she didn't exactly steal it per se but stole it on the pretext of borrowing it and claiming to have popped it back into my make-up pouch when i asked. i shrugged it off and bumped into her later in the evening with the exact same shade of plum on her lips.
it was like deja vu , because about a week ago my collegue borrowed my MAC eye-liner and "lost" it under the same ruse. of course i've never doubted her but after what has just happened , i fear that i have lost all trust in everyone.
after all , forgiving is passe. if you don't cover your ass , nobody else will.
thou shall never believe my friends again.
going for a nap now , since im more interested in the 3am match later. SPAIN VS FRANCE !
quote of the day from the film v for vendetta ( one of the best films ever ) :
"behind this mask is an idea , and an idea is bulletproof."