I am a tweeting woman. Even though my traffic decreased lately, but I am actively monitor my timeline in every hour every day. Just log in, check something important and then log out. 4-5 minute enough. That’s when I am busy, if not I would spent hours in a day just to re-tweeting, replying, quoting, or just tweet some ‘interesting’ topics that ‘in purpose’ to attract people to comment on those.
I do realize that I am a creative person, I am totally loves to write and raise an issue to talk to, OR sometimes I wrote something relates to what happen in a day. But I thought that my idea is running out, this is all because my brain is shrinking.
It just me or world begin to walks faster than 4 or 5 years ago. I am tired catching the deadline, tired of running the gear, tired of hoping something empty, tired of being alone struggling. I am tired of being me nowadays. I wanna quit. I wanna reach the door with the ‘STOP’ or ‘REST’ sign in it. I wanna PAUSE. Click one button that makes this world stop moving around. Just give me sometimes to breath and think with my weary heart and soul.
I wanna cry, but my eyes were not a sufficient tears-can, it can’t just pours the water out, I need something much more mellow-dramatic scene. I wanna quit but I am not typically a quitter. THESE MAKE ME CONFUSE, about who am I and what am I gonna doing with this unstable feeling.
I am holding a chance of maximum lots of £ and possibility of going to watch Manchester, Liverpool and a like, LIVEEEEEEEEEEE. I AM PREPARING MYSELF TO ENGLAND THIS YEAR, and damn this feeling is too much like a dream rather than reality. I tell you why?
1.I have no admissions letter from University in the UK. And this is tragic »ω« (I feel like moron this way)
2.If I am not gonna get that admission letters or if there are no UK institutions wanna give me a ‘seat’ in their beloved University >>> the Lovely British Council will just kick my a** out of the box. (this is waaaayyyy too tragic)
3.Now, I can’t sleep tight. Headache in the morning, pale face in the noon, stomachache in the night. ::: I spend almost the day preparing documents and do massive university hunting.
4.I CAN’T DO ANOTHER IELTS TEST. Why? THERE IS NO SQUIRRELS IN MY WALLET. Are we clear on this one?
5.Next month is my Wedding. And I need my brain to helps me concentrate, moreover in the wedding night, some bed-stuff, about making my husband happy. I need my energy, I need my brain back in place. I can’t go home with this mess, I just can’t.
6.June is near to its end, July would come, and I am not even ready for “HOLDING THIS IMAGINARY £”. It seems like I just drown on fake euphoria.
7.Some administrations problem in my office punch my face “literally” bringing some hot issue about “my impossibility of going to England”. That’s very destructive motivation from my office, thanks a lot.
Now, you know I call this chance a dream than a reality, because it is close to fantasy than a fact. Now, you know I am not around much lately. It is because I am busy making myself sure that this is not a dream and I need to move on and sadly to say, this is waaaaaaaaaaaaayyy too difficult.
Thursday 26 May 2011
Tuesday 10 May 2011
I was born at 8 May not 8 June
anda boleh cek Akte kelahiran, KTP, Ijazah, Paspor dan semua dokumen yang tertera tanggal lahir saya, maka anda akan mendapatkan tanggal 8 Juni 1986 di sana. Anda kira itu benar? wah berarti anda harus bertanya dulu kepada saya sebelum mengucapkan selamat ulang tahun pada tanggal 8 Juni, karena saya sebenarnya dilahirkan tepat 1 bulan sebelumnya, alias tanggal 8 Mei. Jadi yang mau ngasih kado, atau nyiapin kembang api kaya' Ajay dan Noel, lebih baik tanggal 8 Mei ato sekitaran tanggal itu, heiheiehiehiehieh ^^
thankyouuu Pipiiii :: I love you.
thankyouuu Pipiiii :: I love you.
Thursday 5 May 2011
Mou you've paid to be smarter than me
After for so long time, I've been thinking about this one. Why when Ozil came up, everything just go in light. Real Madrid sometimes give him no chance to play his all effort and style. Thanks God that I've found this article written by Leander Schaerlaeckens from ESPN.com. He can be reached at leander.espn@gmail.com. Well, for some reason he knows what I want to know.
here we are.
Ozil is Real's best weapon against Barca
It all makes sense now.
Getting rid of Rafael van der Vaart, who went on to blossom for Tottenham Hotspur; benching Kaka, the second-most expensive player of all time; and making Cristiano Ronaldo, the most expensive player of all time, stick to the right wing or play up top instead of allowing him to drift into the middle.
And the reason is Mesut Ozil, Real Madrid's pesky German playmaker.
We've known he was good for some time now, since his days with Werder Bremen, since his World Cup this summer with Germany, and for all of this season too.
But just how influential the 22-year-old Ozil really is has revealed itself over these first two games of the four-part fight to the death between Real Madrid and Barcelona. They've contested a league game and the Copa del Rey final and next will duke it out over the next two weeks to determine who will go to the Champions League final.
In the Copa final on Wednesday, he was the best man on the field in the first half. He was, as always, creative, persistent and dynamic. But he was also, for lack of a more evocative explanation, Real's X-factor -- the way he has been in both games with Barca. In the first game on Saturday, Real looked devoid of ideas and hapless going forward until Ozil came on in the 57th minute after Barca had gone ahead. Ozil provided a desperately needed spark and helped the Merengues win an equalizer and a tie. On Wednesday, he was on for 70 minutes, during which Real was largely the better side, and certainly had the best chances. In the span, every decent chance Real got was of Ozil's making. His brilliant cross saw Pepe head it off the post, and several great balls through to Ronaldo, playing up top to stay out of Ozil's way, were for naught as the Portuguese star couldn't convert.
Once Ozil came off, Barca became the better team again, the way it always seems to when the German leaves the fray. Suddenly, the spark was gone. Real was no longer a threat and dumped back into its own half, defending and hoping for the best. While Madrid was able to scrape out a win on a marvelous header by the otherwise wasteful Ronaldo in the 103rd minute, it was Barca that had dominated that spell of the game.
And that's what doesn't make sense.
Real coach Jose Mourinho has been taking Ozil off prematurely all year. At first because of fitness reasons, but later as a tactical choice. Real is much the better side with Ozil on the field. Whenever he played, Real could compete with Barca, challenge for the ball, hold onto it, make strides in possession and create chances. But when it comes down to it, Mourinho, who bought Ozil from Werder, doesn't seem to trust him when his side is playing for all the marbles.
Mourinho seems to have discovered a method for combating Barca's dominance over these past two games, by playing three holding midfielders and letting Ozil wreak havoc up front by feeding Ronaldo and Angel Di Maria. But if he continues to insist on letting Ozil play only a part of those games, he might torpedo his own method. And he might come unstuck in his grand plan for dethroning Barca in Europe.
If Real is to make it to the Champions League final, it will have to let Ozil orchestrate its understaffed offense all of the time. And not a second less.
Yes, I know since for the first, let this Ozil-boy play, and let him bring Los Blancos win the title, Mou.
here we are.
Ozil is Real's best weapon against Barca
It all makes sense now.
Getting rid of Rafael van der Vaart, who went on to blossom for Tottenham Hotspur; benching Kaka, the second-most expensive player of all time; and making Cristiano Ronaldo, the most expensive player of all time, stick to the right wing or play up top instead of allowing him to drift into the middle.
And the reason is Mesut Ozil, Real Madrid's pesky German playmaker.
We've known he was good for some time now, since his days with Werder Bremen, since his World Cup this summer with Germany, and for all of this season too.
But just how influential the 22-year-old Ozil really is has revealed itself over these first two games of the four-part fight to the death between Real Madrid and Barcelona. They've contested a league game and the Copa del Rey final and next will duke it out over the next two weeks to determine who will go to the Champions League final.
In the Copa final on Wednesday, he was the best man on the field in the first half. He was, as always, creative, persistent and dynamic. But he was also, for lack of a more evocative explanation, Real's X-factor -- the way he has been in both games with Barca. In the first game on Saturday, Real looked devoid of ideas and hapless going forward until Ozil came on in the 57th minute after Barca had gone ahead. Ozil provided a desperately needed spark and helped the Merengues win an equalizer and a tie. On Wednesday, he was on for 70 minutes, during which Real was largely the better side, and certainly had the best chances. In the span, every decent chance Real got was of Ozil's making. His brilliant cross saw Pepe head it off the post, and several great balls through to Ronaldo, playing up top to stay out of Ozil's way, were for naught as the Portuguese star couldn't convert.
Once Ozil came off, Barca became the better team again, the way it always seems to when the German leaves the fray. Suddenly, the spark was gone. Real was no longer a threat and dumped back into its own half, defending and hoping for the best. While Madrid was able to scrape out a win on a marvelous header by the otherwise wasteful Ronaldo in the 103rd minute, it was Barca that had dominated that spell of the game.
And that's what doesn't make sense.
Real coach Jose Mourinho has been taking Ozil off prematurely all year. At first because of fitness reasons, but later as a tactical choice. Real is much the better side with Ozil on the field. Whenever he played, Real could compete with Barca, challenge for the ball, hold onto it, make strides in possession and create chances. But when it comes down to it, Mourinho, who bought Ozil from Werder, doesn't seem to trust him when his side is playing for all the marbles.
Mourinho seems to have discovered a method for combating Barca's dominance over these past two games, by playing three holding midfielders and letting Ozil wreak havoc up front by feeding Ronaldo and Angel Di Maria. But if he continues to insist on letting Ozil play only a part of those games, he might torpedo his own method. And he might come unstuck in his grand plan for dethroning Barca in Europe.
If Real is to make it to the Champions League final, it will have to let Ozil orchestrate its understaffed offense all of the time. And not a second less.
Yes, I know since for the first, let this Ozil-boy play, and let him bring Los Blancos win the title, Mou.
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