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Sunday, July 02, 2006

Broken

The news dropped like a pin in total silence. Time stopped and everything came to a standstill.

Heart sank. Mouth opened in shock. Eyes watered. Fever broken.

When I found out that Brazil's out of the World Cup , I was more than disappointed. I was devastated. The excitement of watching the World Cup matches just flushed down the toilet. It was World Cup Fever no more. And it doesn't help that I barely got to catch the matches because of the bloody cable and lofty charges to subscribe.

And not only do I want to kick the French for beating the Brazilians (so what if they played well and deserved to win?? I'm a sore loser, cannot ah), I want to kick myself even more - for not waking up when my alarm sounded at 3am.

I had just finished watching the dark house, Portugal, beat the daylights out of hot favourite, England, by penalty kicks, and decided to take a short nap to recharge before Brazil played. 1 hour was enough for me to fall into deep sleep and by the time it was 3, I decided to give the match a miss. 'I'll get to watch them play in the finals anyway... ' I thought optimistically.

I even went back to lala-land dreaming that Brazil trashed France 3-0.

Unfortunately, that will remain a dream.

Goodbye Brazil, please don't disappoint in 2010.

[Time of Confession] 7:33 PM
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