Almost there...

New season has finally kicked off. I forsee amazing 9 months of late nights ahead. Thanks to me, myself and I, I got the Premier League fixture chart up against my wall. This beats checking cabletv/soccernet daily. Nonetheless, my 2nd bestfriend, Diamond2 will automatically update me on the scores.


(Intervention: at this very point in time, the ref is reprimanding Torres for a bicker on the pitch, when he had nothing to do with it. This ref ought to be buried 6-feet under where Cech would usually stand)

now, my lucky mouse has the best of both worlds. A brand new bed, awesome 11pm home visit by yours sincerely, universe's most amazing card from Mr&Mrs Torres, and the best macdonalds breakfast.

This is the most amazing single-colored Gold fireworks display, like how we always imagine diamonds to fall from the sky, accompanied by the not-so-anti-climax National Anthem.

-emotions wear out faster than Kimi's tyres.