Friday Night!

The game is on tonight.

And to spite one person, I said.. (and is still gonna stick to it) Argentina is going to win.

I may say that, but we all know, I will be wearing my Germany shirt, smelling like a million dollars, and a larger than life smile.

Tom & Jerri is going to be home with me tonight. And my parents have missed having my sister and me make the most amount of noise at home. My sister finishes my sentences, and she can tell what I am saying even with my mouth full. My sister is not a person to ever make me shut up and sit down and eat my food. Neither is my mom. No one does that. Except one. And that got me frowning for a while.

It's not often I don't win.

But sometimes winning... could be so subjective. Because with this, with the conversations I have been having with Chairwoman, it's like the first Vios-Britney advertisement : What Do You Want?

I'm not the only person who write notes for postings on my blog. Today, I left to go back to my office with a piece of note on my hand.

I'm one of those who would lose sleep for a good hair cut. His hair cut isn't just good. It's the best I've seen on the field. And don't underestimate his ability of corner kick and free kick. He, is not my team, but I never discredit a good player or a good game (we're talking about the field here)