My red devil.

Remember I said last night that I'll update with something stupid that the boyfriend and I did yesterday? Haha, here it is!

And can you tell that I am very eager to blog more new entries so that I can push my ugly entries with those 'Bandwidth Exceeded' images to the next page. :( Damn ugly la. Aesthetics is everything ok! wtf.


Anyway! Yesterday afternoon while I was moping around the house with my chin sweeping the floor-- 'cause for the whole week my sisters have been hogging the cars and I have been imprisoned at home... suddenly, I got a call from the boyfriend!

The boyfriend's voice blared over my phone:
"BEEEEEEEEEE! Can we go to 1 Utama! Please please please pleaseeeeeee!"
--in a really excited, high-pitched voice, I might add. -_-

(Btw, the boyfriend has been on study leave for the past few weeks, in preparation for his professional papers this coming sunday!)


Me: Errr... oookay... But why?

The boyfriend: 'Cause they are putting the Premier League cup that Manchester United won in OU, RIGHT NOWWWW!!! Can we go see, can we go see! Please please please!

At this point, I couldn't help smiling. The boyfriend sounded very much like a little boy placed in a candy shop. :)))

And beyond that, I was under strict instructions to get ready as soon as possible, as he would be at my place in 20minutes. He obviously threw all thoughts of his examination out the window wtf. Of course, I did not dare to question him as well, I know better than to come between men and football! :P




Threw together an outfit in a record time of 3 minutes... I decided to wear red! For the occasion and all. :P

This is a retro-like top I got from Milk & Honey... On sale, of course-- I am all for bargains. :D



I love the back of the top-- cutesy red buttons dotting down.
I liked this top 'cause it's quite flamboyant, like me, haha.




A little red bow at the side. This picture was taken at the end of the day, which is why I looked so pale-- all my make-up melted off already. :(
And the boyfriend saw my necklace, and asked me why I wore a cassette on my neck wtf.


The minute I stepped into the boyfriend's car, he threw me the question:

"Should I go back to Subang to take my MU scarf and change into my MU jersey!!!"

While he was asking this question, he was already taking the way leading down to Subang. Haihhh. -____-




Fruit of the calculated trip back to Subang!




Excitable cheery boyfriend who has changed into his jersey. -__-




Forced smiles and faked enthusiasm wtf, HAHA.



At OU! The trophy was brought over to M'sia and placed in OU for only ONE day! It's part of a promotional stint with Air Asia (which is one of the sponsors of Manchester United).

They even managed to whip up a green football field! :D



Where all the action was.

I felt quite left out, 'cause a lot of the people were in MU jerseys/shirts, and if they weren't, at least they looked really charged and elated at the prospect of looking/touching the trophy. T___T



Foosball competition taking place as well!

The winner of the foosball match will win a signed Manchester United jersey!!! OMGGG. Although I am not a true MU fan, even I can comprehend the appeal and its meaning to the boyfriend! I would have so wanted to join, if not for the fact that I completely suck at it. -__-

I am the type who will use my hands to push or edge the ball to my advantage. T____T



What we were there for:



HAHAHHAHA he damn proud! And raised his scarf like a banner! While I was nonchalantly taking pictures, pretending to be photographing the general surroundings pretending not to know him wtf, HAHAHHA.

No la, I was actually super encouraging, so supportive that I actually coaxed him to queue up 3 times so that he could have his picture taken 3 different times. :P




The cup!

According to the boyfriend, it's really a major win for MU, as it has been the 3rd time they have won this title in 100 over years. I don't know la, or something to that effect. =/ In fact, just a few days ago, he was telling me that we are planning a trip to Manchester next year, so that he could go to Old Trafford and look at the trophy in real life. -_-

Baby, does it mean we are not going to UK next year!!!




The boyfriend and a football fan in disguise (scarf!). *shifty eyes*


Lunch/dinner-- because for the sake of realizing the boyfriend's life dream of resting his eyes on the Premier League trophy, I trudged loyally with him until 5pm although I haven't eaten anything. T__T



I HATE MY HAIR. I so need a haircut! :(






'Cause I looked horrible in all the pictures we took together. Darn my yucky bangs! T_T



How a real fan wears the MU scarf-- with pride and ease.




Fake fan.


The boyfriend said I look like an Arabian. -__-

And I after I had this picture snapped, I flung the scarf back to him, and told him jauntily, "It smells!"

What I meant was that the scarf has his cologne scent on it, which is pretty understandable, considering that he was wearing it most of the time.

He returned me a stricken look, "What? Sweat smell ar?" I thought his guilty face looked suspicious, and after probing him, he confessed that he hasn't washed the scarf since the first time he wore it for the first time-- in 2002.

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When I asked him why didn't he wash it! He told me self-righteously,

"'Cause this scarf has blood, sweat and tears!"


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This proceeded to a wrestle match where he tried to wrap my face with the scarf again, and me trying to wriggle out. T___T Why is our relationship so abusive wtf.


OHHHH, this reminds me! After our picture-taking session, halfway walking away from the faux football pitch, the boyfriend was talking passionately about some football thingy (to do with MU la), while I nodded with glazed eyes. Then I accidentally met the eyes of the DJ/host of the event, who was jabbering halfway about Air Asia/Manchester United; he saw me, and stopped, and went :

"Oh, HELLO! How are YOUU today!"
*short pause*
"You're looking finnnnee!"

Startled, I just smiled nervously at him, and quickly walked away, half-pushing the boyfriend. The boyfriend who was STILL talking about MU. -__-

Me: Beee! Just now that DJ guy tried to pick me up!
Him: Who? Who? Who? *swerves his head left and right*
Me: *points* NEHHHH! *proceeds to relay the incident to him*
Him: OHHH, is it.

... And he went back on to his chattering about Manchester United!

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I am so unloved. T_______________T







Sighhhh. I am getting more and more emo as the days go by. The first week of June is almost gone, but the boyfriend's exams will only be done on the 8th; and only then will I have my boyfriend back. Though for the past month, he has technically been on a break, we haven't really been spending a lot of quality time together, 'cause of course, ultimately his studies come first. I will be going down to S'pore in mid-June for a few days-- which means effectively, we would have 1 week together after his exams (and he would ba back to work as well then). After my trip down South, I would probably be back for another week or so, and well, it would be the final departure to S'pore. :( This means that I will only have 2 weeks or so with the boyfriend. Two measly weeks. :(((

I don't even want to think of how it will be when we are apart. :((( What am I going to do, I can't even comprehend. :(((( I don't want to think about it, but it keeps cropping up in my mind. :((((


Because when it boils down to it, out of the 330millions Manchester United fans in the world, I only want this boy with his smelly scarf. :(