Monday, June 19, 2006

Bleh!


Yes Andrea, I feel the same way.

Okay so Italy drew with USA on Saturday, and I have to give it to the boys in blue - they always do make sure they put up a real good show for us all. I'm sure Zaccardo put in the goal *ahem* purposely so that they would draw with USA, and therefore, leave us all on the edge of our seats, wondering if they'll beat the Czech Republic in their next game, and therefore, if they will advance. Cheeky monkeys!

Yeah, I'm utterly disappointed in the antics of the blue boys although that game was one of the most surreal matches probably in World Cup history - a red card happy referee, one slapstick own goal, a dubiously disallowed goal and lots of other stuff to put the hurt on the funny bone.

Knowing Italy though, I am not feeling very optimistic. I think the Czechs will be a problem. The last minute chokes and monstrous gaffes always made by the Azzurri, based on previous tournament history and their natural disposition... I just can't help but feel a little sorry for myself again.

If we don't make it out of the group stage, I can't imagine how thriled the Italian dude who put up ForzaGhana.com will be. But I rest in the hope that even if we don't get a win, we at least get a draw with the Czechs, AND team USA gives Ghana a good thrashing (Go USA! Hehe). And it might just be possible.

My fingers are crossed!

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Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Forza Azzurri!


Andrea Pirlo is so handso... ahem wait no I mean Pirlo is a really good footballer.

And so yes World Cup fever is full on and I'm officially a zombie. As cruel twist of fate would have it, the best game of the day always seems to be the third match. And that means it starts here at 3am and ends at 5am. I've noticed how these days I automatically seem to want to wear the shade of blue and how when I talk, I seem to be completely incoherent to people around me. Ah well.

I'm supporting gli azzurri, as I have always done. And judging by our win over Ghana, I say we're well on our way of proving to the critics that the Italian squad can still play the beautiful game with great mastery. (This still does not however prove the conspiracy theory that Ghana were too afraid to win because of the mafia).

I'm very very disappointed with the Korea Republic vs. Togo results though. There is no doubt that I absolutely HATE teams that play the dirty diving game and tackle their opponents rather than the ball - Togo were guilty, and that was obvious. But still, Korea Republic deserved a loss for the dirty tactics they used on Italy in the World Cup of 2002. I like retribution. Apparently.

Another team I've noticed doing extreme acrobatics is Sweden. How awful are they that they had to resort to such measures to win against a newbie like Trinidad & Tobago? Even more importantly, when the referee is blatantly on your side, plus you manage to get T&T down to 10 men for no reason, I'd have expected Sweden to surely get one goal at least. But noooo.

No one likes a diver. Play a fair game and win fairly. It's a game, not a political campaign (haah!). And in case anyone brings it up, of course Filippo Inzaghi dives, everyone knows that. I'm not even going to try to defend him.

On a side note, I think the team to watch out for is definitely going to be Brazil - as has been for every World Cup of recent times. I'll give it to them that they have the best player in the world in Ronaldinho (lucky sods).

But of course Italy's gonna win. And hey, if we don't then it's the referee's fault! ;)

Forza Azzurri sempreeeee! Forza ragazzi! Siete i migliori.

xx

Friday, March 31, 2006

Goodbye

See the rivers filled with rain I wish it could be blue again. Hazy petrol nights and crimson sun on traffic lights. A perfect day a perfect night. Tell me all those perfect lies and lie back in the garden till it's light. Streets get full up every night with people buzzing round the lights and waving at the taxis driving by. Now tomorrow's here today and yesterday's todays just fade away. Watch the morning chase the night, rolling home, it's getting light feeling sleepy, full of wine I fall in bed, just in time. The perfect stare of perfect eyes tThat kiss you as they tell you lies and wonder where you're going, where've you been. In towers high with time to fill, gardens on your window sill in between the pavement and the sky. Now tomorrow's here today and yesterday's todays just fade away. Tell me why all the words will never come out right? Fumbling blind, I've been driving through the danger signs.

Friday, March 24, 2006

[Without You I'm Nothing]

[Without You I'm Nothing]

No hesitation, no delay, you come on like Special K.

Yeah, I went for MTV Fashionably Loud 2005 yesterday. It was AWESOME. No, not the fashion, cos truth be told, I didn't notice the models, except for a second when the Kenzo models walked out with masks, coordinating their walk to "Without You I'm Nothing". There was hardly much that was fashionable about the models really, the performance was literally mind-blowing, and Brian Molko looked soooooooooooooo beautiful. I've never seen such perfect porcelein femine beauty. I love androgyny! In fact, I was hoping David Bowie would make an appearance when they started playing "Without You I'm Nothing", but of course, it never happened. But not that I was disappointed. I will never forget this night.

By the way, I've written a live review for it on the magazine. Click here to read it.

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Coming up beyond belief on this coronary thief. More than just a light motif - more chaotic, no relief. I'll describe the way I feel: weeping wounds that never heal. Can the savior be for real? Or are you just my seventh seal? No hesitation, no delay, you come on just like Special K. Just like I swallowed half my stash I never ever wanna crash. No hesitation, no delay you come on just like Special K. Now you're back and don't demand, I'm on sinking sand. Gravity, no escaping gravity. No escaping. Not for free. I fall down, hit the ground, make a heavy sound, every time you seem to come around. I'll describe the way I feel: you're my new Achille's heel.
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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

[Inexplicable Social Observations]

[Inexplicable Social Observations]

Would you ever wear this tshirt?

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Neither would I. And what's worse is that the girl wearing this tshirt was extremely fat, yes, just like a pig. Looking at this pic makes me feel so nauseous... I can smell the Lim Chu Kang sties right from here...

And there's this:

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Beats me why the mum lets her kid sit up there - and she looks so nonchalant about it all. Pretty dangerous no? When their bus arrived, the boy hopped off, she took his hand, and they boarded the bus. I think he's more than able to climb the few steps of the bus without having to hold her hand. Such irony. She'll let him sit on that narrow ledge thingy but she won't let him board the bus on his own.

But the most interesting pic, taken when I was on my way to school:

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Now, I simply DETEST people like this. Kid or not, no one is forgiven for hogging more than one seat on the train! The rascal was so engrossed in his game that he never noticed all the people who were standing, throwing dirty stares at him. Well, if only someone went up to the twit and smacked him silly would it have been worth it. Oh, and my second question. What's a little fart like him doing with a laptop? Parents are giving kids too much these days. Is he ever gonna learn the value of money with a Fujitsu tablet PC and MotoRazr phone at no price?

All I can draw from all this is that Singaporeans are indeed a weird bunch.

And conclusively, my advice for this week: never wear any piece of clothing which will remind another person of anything remotely gross (especially if you're fat, look like a pig and look like you sweat a lot, stay clear of them "Pig Sweat" tees), don't make boarding a bus more dangerous than climbing a mountain, and lastly the most important one, DON'T HOG MORE THAN ONE FUCKING SEAT ON THE PUBLIC TRANSPORT, you ain't paying for more than one seat are you?

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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

[She's Electric... Ouch!]

[She's Electric... Ouch!]

Ok, firstly the Oasis gig was FANTASTIC! Everyone knows I'm a HUGE Noel fan, but woah, Liam was looking hot! ;) Anyway, I've written a live review for on the magazine about it, so I won't write about it again here. To read the review, go here and click on the review on the review panel on the left hand side of the page.

Ok enough plugging... Now time for something shocking. Take a look at this:

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This was taken in Ang Mo Kio, but that's not what's important. The caption reads: "Truly Treatment, Gives You A True Beauty". Ok, I can overlook the Engrish, but the picture of the what's supposed to be an attractive "female" to make you want to go for their "Truly Treatment"!? Erm, is that a girl to begin with? "She" looks like "she's" been punched with a 5kg sack of rice a couple of dozen times! And notice those smaller round pictures on the right, is it just me, or do they look like they're in terrible pain!?

Marketing is key, people! Look where iPod's gotten with their sleek design and fantabuloso marketing campaign. And then there's Motorola. Never considered to be 'hip' or 'in', after coming up with the quirky "Hello Moto" tagline and having Madonna endorse the MotoRazr, look where they are now. And iPods and Motorolas aren't any better than competitors when it comes to functionality. In fact, the Zen is so much better than the iPod of the same specifications. But ask most people, they'd still go for the latter, all because it's just so much "cooler" to have one.

So... My point is, these people have all got to learn marketing! It doesn't matter how small the business/product/service, if it's gonna be endorsed by a 160 pound drunk she-male, no one's gonna be interested.

But then again - I might be wrong. I did see some people go into that place. Ah! Maybe that's why the Singaporean girls look like that. Hehe.

Oooo I KNOW I'm gonna be flamed for that remark...

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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

[Of scribbles and anticipation]

[Of scribbles and anticipation]

I know I haven't been posting for a really long time, I have been pretty busy with life - doing all those things I hate doing but must be done and living it up at the times I'm not doing the former.

Anyway, I was sitting at the back of the bus the other day with Joy, and these were some of the sentences graffittied on the the seat in front of us:

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So quirky aren't they? These little funny comments (what makes them funnier is probably the terrible English used) brightened up our trip to school a wee little bit.

In fact, this has given me an idea - if you happen to come across a funny graffitti on the bus, do send a picture of it to me and I'll put it up here. Let it be a competition, eh? Winner gets a prize, which will be revealed later, of course. So I declare BeautyOnFyre's Graffitti Competion 2006 open! ;)

I know I said I'd explain what this screen name means, I'll get around to it soon. It'll take a really long explanation and I can't be bothered to explain right now cos I'm too excited right now to type much - I'M GOING TO THE OASIS CONCERT TOMORROW!!! I really can't wait... I've been waiting to see Oasis ever since I watched Supersonic on telly in the summer of '94 in Rome. I'm sure it's gonna be an out of this world performance. I know it will be.

I'm ready for you, Noel.

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