After more than 11 years rooting for one of the best goalie in the world, Gianluca Pagliuca, who kindled my love for Italy in the first place, I thought I had known ‘almost’ all about him.
But, I was surprised to learn several new things about him while reading his cool unofficial web (www.vivapagliuca.com). There’s some good and bad news.
Good news: he intends to play as long as possible, and then open up a goalkeeper school in his hometown Bologna… (Italy will surely have lots of great goalies in the future, in say, 14 years to come, I’m expecting one of them to be Mattia Pagliuca, his own son)
(According to my Italian source, there’s also a rumor that Inter might recruit him for the next season. Sure he’ll sit on the bench most of the time, but that is fine…it will be cool to see him again with La Beneamata, the team he played for when I started to like him)
He also owns a resto in Milan, which he runs with Simona Ventura. I have to go there someday for a nice dinner ehehehe… but I bet it must be very pricey.
Bad news: someone has already written his biography (Gianfranco Civolani), titled ‘Pagliuca, una vita da numero 1’. Why is it bad, because I had wanted to be the first to do so (mimpi!!!). Naah, it was and is still in my ‘fancy’ rather than ‘dreams’ category. Anyway, would love to read it!
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Sunday, June 18, 2006
ITALY OH ITALY…….. (A BLOODY RED GAME)
Sadly, this is going to be my last blog post about the world cup before I’m traveling tomorrow.
Sadly, last night Italy failed to get three points because the score was tied 1-1. Both goals were netted by two Italian players. First, Gilardino scored from the free kick taken by Pirlo, but then the USA attacked consistently that the Italian defenders seemed to be nervous about that and eventually Zaccardo made a fatal blunder, kicked the ball to their own goal.
If the Italians thought that things could not get worse, they were definitely wrong, because soon after that, the hot-tempered De Rossi let his elbow fly too high and made McBride’s nose bleed hard, and of course he got a red card for that.
Weird enough, rather than taking advantage playing against 10 people, the Americans followed De Rossi’s example. They played rough and eventually had to play with 9 people after two of them were also sent off.
However, I must admit that USA played much better than when they faced the Czechs. Their strategy in guarding every Italian striker worked really well. Lippi’s decision to replace Totti with Gattuso was quite right, but still Italy could not score any more goal, thanks to Keller.
This result made the competition in group E more interesting, because I heard Ghana won against Czech Republic. Italy is still in the top position with 4 points, but they have to win next week to go to the next round.
It was funny because I read Ryan’s email in the afternoon, calling Italy lousy because they’re too busy taking care of their hairstyle, and it made me pay close attention to their hair. I don’t think it’s true, though. No one seemed to have a fancy hairdo, compared to several players in some other teams. They seemed to be natural to me, no too much hair gel (even Cannavaro and Del Piero don’t have too much hair now!). They’re just handsome as they are, and it’s not their fault.
Btw, I loved the way Gilardino celebrated his goal, maybe he likes to play violin. I noticed there have been so many goals resulted from the free kicks. I saw Deco made one for Portugal yesterday. Actually I missed the first 30 minutes of the first round of Iran vs Portugal. Gina and I went out to have dinner together in a place not far from our neighborhood. After that she came up with an idea to have a gelato in a mall around the corner, so off we went there in our pajamas and flip flop, mixing with other nice-dressed people roaming in that fancy mall spending the Saturday night. But as Gina quoted from the book she’d read, we women have to be confident, and so we decided to put it into practice.
We went inside a gelateria, decided to share a small cup of buonissimo gelato and sat in the big table for six people right facing the TV with other visitors behind us, also watching soccer, and Gina lost her confidence. Just imagine, we didn’t buy much, but we were hogging the biggest table in the front row licking our ice cream and staring at the screen surrounded by many well-dressed people only in our pajamas and flip-flops!
So we decided to go home, after dropping by the music store (in which I was unable to resist the temptation to buy a CD of The Corrs’ Irish traditional songs-I loved it anyway), and watched the rest of the game together.
Sadly, last night Italy failed to get three points because the score was tied 1-1. Both goals were netted by two Italian players. First, Gilardino scored from the free kick taken by Pirlo, but then the USA attacked consistently that the Italian defenders seemed to be nervous about that and eventually Zaccardo made a fatal blunder, kicked the ball to their own goal.
If the Italians thought that things could not get worse, they were definitely wrong, because soon after that, the hot-tempered De Rossi let his elbow fly too high and made McBride’s nose bleed hard, and of course he got a red card for that.
Weird enough, rather than taking advantage playing against 10 people, the Americans followed De Rossi’s example. They played rough and eventually had to play with 9 people after two of them were also sent off.
However, I must admit that USA played much better than when they faced the Czechs. Their strategy in guarding every Italian striker worked really well. Lippi’s decision to replace Totti with Gattuso was quite right, but still Italy could not score any more goal, thanks to Keller.
This result made the competition in group E more interesting, because I heard Ghana won against Czech Republic. Italy is still in the top position with 4 points, but they have to win next week to go to the next round.
It was funny because I read Ryan’s email in the afternoon, calling Italy lousy because they’re too busy taking care of their hairstyle, and it made me pay close attention to their hair. I don’t think it’s true, though. No one seemed to have a fancy hairdo, compared to several players in some other teams. They seemed to be natural to me, no too much hair gel (even Cannavaro and Del Piero don’t have too much hair now!). They’re just handsome as they are, and it’s not their fault.
Btw, I loved the way Gilardino celebrated his goal, maybe he likes to play violin. I noticed there have been so many goals resulted from the free kicks. I saw Deco made one for Portugal yesterday. Actually I missed the first 30 minutes of the first round of Iran vs Portugal. Gina and I went out to have dinner together in a place not far from our neighborhood. After that she came up with an idea to have a gelato in a mall around the corner, so off we went there in our pajamas and flip flop, mixing with other nice-dressed people roaming in that fancy mall spending the Saturday night. But as Gina quoted from the book she’d read, we women have to be confident, and so we decided to put it into practice.
We went inside a gelateria, decided to share a small cup of buonissimo gelato and sat in the big table for six people right facing the TV with other visitors behind us, also watching soccer, and Gina lost her confidence. Just imagine, we didn’t buy much, but we were hogging the biggest table in the front row licking our ice cream and staring at the screen surrounded by many well-dressed people only in our pajamas and flip-flops!
So we decided to go home, after dropping by the music store (in which I was unable to resist the temptation to buy a CD of The Corrs’ Irish traditional songs-I loved it anyway), and watched the rest of the game together.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
STILL, MY HEART GOES FOR..............
And they're playing at 2 am tonight (or tomorrow morning) against USA! Sorry, my American friends, but as you all know I'm always all about ITALY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yea azzurri!!!!!!!!!!
GREAT GAMES LAST NIGHT!
The Argentines definitely indulged their fans by scoring 6 goals (3 in each half time). Poor Serbia-Montenegro, even Savo Milosevic could not do much to save his country from shame, esp after one of their players got a red card. The goals were all beautiful, but because there were too many of them, I could only remember the last two ones. Messi assisted Crespo to score, and then netted a goal himself. I think the presence of Maradona helped boost their spirits.
The indulgence continued as Cote d’Ivoire gave a good fight to the oranje team. Had they had a little luck, they could’ve equalized. If in the last match of Holland I was quite impressed by Robben, this time van Persie did it. I think he deserved to be the man of the match. I was actually curious about what his actual position was, because he was all over the place. He was great at attacking as well as defending. And he scored one great goal from a free kick outside the penalty box, then passed a good ball to van Nilsterooij who finished it well and hence gave the victory to Holland by 2-1.
Actually, after Argentina won, I was hoping that Holland would lose, so their next duel will be even hotter. Now it doesn’t matter anymore because both are definitely going to the next round. But still, I won’t miss it anyway.
The Argentines definitely indulged their fans by scoring 6 goals (3 in each half time). Poor Serbia-Montenegro, even Savo Milosevic could not do much to save his country from shame, esp after one of their players got a red card. The goals were all beautiful, but because there were too many of them, I could only remember the last two ones. Messi assisted Crespo to score, and then netted a goal himself. I think the presence of Maradona helped boost their spirits.
The indulgence continued as Cote d’Ivoire gave a good fight to the oranje team. Had they had a little luck, they could’ve equalized. If in the last match of Holland I was quite impressed by Robben, this time van Persie did it. I think he deserved to be the man of the match. I was actually curious about what his actual position was, because he was all over the place. He was great at attacking as well as defending. And he scored one great goal from a free kick outside the penalty box, then passed a good ball to van Nilsterooij who finished it well and hence gave the victory to Holland by 2-1.
Actually, after Argentina won, I was hoping that Holland would lose, so their next duel will be even hotter. Now it doesn’t matter anymore because both are definitely going to the next round. But still, I won’t miss it anyway.
The indulgence continued as Cote d’Ivoire gave a good fight to the oranje team. Had they had a little luck, they could’ve equalized. If in the last match of Holland I was quite impressed by Robben, this time van Persie did it. I think he deserved to be the man of the match. I was actually curious about what his actual position was, because he was all over the place. He was great at attacking as well as defending. And he scored one great goal from a free kick outside the penalty box, then passed a good ball to van Nilsterooij who finished it well and hence gave the victory to Holland by 2-1.
Actually, after Argentina won, I was hoping that Holland would lose, so their next duel will be even hotter. Now it doesn’t matter anymore because both are definitely going to the next round. But still, I won’t miss it anyway.
The Argentines definitely indulged their fans by scoring 6 goals (3 in each half time). Poor Serbia-Montenegro, even Savo Milosevic could not do much to save his country from shame, esp after one of their players got a red card. The goals were all beautiful, but because there were too many of them, I could only remember the last two ones. Messi assisted Crespo to score, and then netted a goal himself. I think the presence of Maradona helped boost their spirits.
The indulgence continued as Cote d’Ivoire gave a good fight to the oranje team. Had they had a little luck, they could’ve equalized. If in the last match of Holland I was quite impressed by Robben, this time van Persie did it. I think he deserved to be the man of the match. I was actually curious about what his actual position was, because he was all over the place. He was great at attacking as well as defending. And he scored one great goal from a free kick outside the penalty box, then passed a good ball to van Nilsterooij who finished it well and hence gave the victory to Holland by 2-1.
Actually, after Argentina won, I was hoping that Holland would lose, so their next duel will be even hotter. Now it doesn’t matter anymore because both are definitely going to the next round. But still, I won’t miss it anyway.
Friday, June 16, 2006
READY TO SEE ARGENTINA!
Last night I just crashed and missed the three matches.
Kristina, Gina and I went to the factory outlet at 4, and as we were walking to find a cab, a Canadian stopped us to ask where the nearest mall was, and then he talked a bit about himself and the business he's doing. Apparently he's a retired doctor and now working in a marketing company which sells stuff like sex products (whatever that is), face lifts etc, and he says we can make ten thousand bucks a month. Little he knew bout his audience lol.....
Anyway, I got a nice white shirt with light blue and green flowers (a birthday gift from Kristina). Gina bought one shirt as well, and Kristina picked a lovely green shirt, and two pairs of pants. We went home hungry, and the traffic was bad, and the taxi driver talked incessantly. We arrived around 6 and had nasi goreng and eggrolls for dinner (yummy), and continued to work some more.
Btw, I got the long awaited CD from my Italian pal Cristina, consists of some Italian music and lots of pictures she took during her trips to Europe, they are breath-taking! They make me want to see Europe more!
So I went home at 8, and passed out. I woke up a bit at midnight, turned on my TV and got to see Gerrard's goal for England. I didn't regret to bad missing those all matches yesterday, because none of them are my favorites. But there's no way I will miss Argentina and Holland tonight. I'm excited too to see they face against each other next week (poor two big teams, haev to be in the same group!)
I hope I will not cry for Argentina tonight! I hope Aimar score!
Kristina, Gina and I went to the factory outlet at 4, and as we were walking to find a cab, a Canadian stopped us to ask where the nearest mall was, and then he talked a bit about himself and the business he's doing. Apparently he's a retired doctor and now working in a marketing company which sells stuff like sex products (whatever that is), face lifts etc, and he says we can make ten thousand bucks a month. Little he knew bout his audience lol.....
Anyway, I got a nice white shirt with light blue and green flowers (a birthday gift from Kristina). Gina bought one shirt as well, and Kristina picked a lovely green shirt, and two pairs of pants. We went home hungry, and the traffic was bad, and the taxi driver talked incessantly. We arrived around 6 and had nasi goreng and eggrolls for dinner (yummy), and continued to work some more.
Btw, I got the long awaited CD from my Italian pal Cristina, consists of some Italian music and lots of pictures she took during her trips to Europe, they are breath-taking! They make me want to see Europe more!
So I went home at 8, and passed out. I woke up a bit at midnight, turned on my TV and got to see Gerrard's goal for England. I didn't regret to bad missing those all matches yesterday, because none of them are my favorites. But there's no way I will miss Argentina and Holland tonight. I'm excited too to see they face against each other next week (poor two big teams, haev to be in the same group!)
I hope I will not cry for Argentina tonight! I hope Aimar score!
Thursday, June 15, 2006
THE NEW GERMAN RISING STAR?
Been digging through German football history since Euro 9 and World Cup 2002, and I can't help wondering if Oliver Neuville will be the next rising star of Germany. A last-gasp goal
from this German substitute player to Poland last night reminded me of Oliver Bierhoff's
golden goal in Euro 96, even though many people thought it was from an offside position, still brought the trophy to Germany and instant fame for Bierhoff, who was then 28 years old.
And then I thought of Miroslav Klose, who became an instant hit with the German fans when he scored a last-gasp winner against Albania on his international debut in the World Cup qualifying campaign. Even the Germans didn't get it. They were meant to have a bad team with a worse attack, and they were suddenly in a World Cup semi-final, courtesy of a young Pole who still drove an Audi A3 and until then was still working as a carpenter. Klose exploded onto the world stage as if from nowhere at the 2002 FIFA World Cup Korea/Japan. The rookie striker bagged a hat-trick as Germany ran out 8-0 winners over Saudi Arabia, gaining instant worldwide fame. The then 24-year-old went on to become one of the shooting stars of the tournament, finishing as Germany’s top scorer with five goals and second only to Brazil’s Ronaldo in the final standings.
I also wondered if he (Klose) felt a bit guilty to play against Poland, the nation where his Mom came from, and where he was born.
Anyway, my big question now is, will Neuville be a late bloomer (33 yrs old) who turns to a supersub and hero for his nation? Still early to say that, but it's exciting to wait and see as the ball continues rolling.
ps. the second paragraph was not fully my writing as I copied and paste from several sources.
SPANISH FEAST
Way to go, Spain!!!!!!!
I loved seeing they score goal by goal againts Ukraine....David Villa was cool, so was Xabi Alonso....at first I was sad when Aragones decided to exclude Morientes from the national team, but so far Spain is the most productive team in the world cup.
However, a red card for Vladyslav Vashchuk plus a penalty for Spain was a little bit too much, I think. Poor Sheva didn't get much sweat, neither did Casillas (but I bet he was happy about it).
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
SOCCER SUMMARY
French was lame last night. Zidane was there, but it was not the same team who won the world cup 8 years ago.
I found myself yelling and hooting for Switzerland, even though I didn't know most of the players. There were some who play in Bundesliga, but since I don't usually watch any other league besides Italian and Premier (UK), their faces were not familiar to me.
After that i managed to sleep for an hour, before woke up to watch Brazil against Croatia. I always complained about how it was not fun to watch football without any friends, so I was lucky to get to know Dewi, a soccer fan at my new boarding house. I learned that she's from the same town and attended the same high school, only she's 5 years older than me. Anyway, it has been so much fun to watch together with her, hooting for handsome players,( we both were awed by the movie-star-like looks of Petr Cech (Czech goalie) and Luca Toni (Italian striker)) and chided those who missed the goal, mostly in Sundanese (it's been so long since I spoke Sundanese with anyone).
But we both gave up and chose to go back to bed before the game ended last night. It was around 3 am and the first half was not over yet.We missed to see Kaka score the single goal that night (if only we had stayed for 5 more minutes!). But we're ready to watch Spain vs Ukraina tonight (and it's not in the dawn, thank goodness--we need some sleep here)
I found myself yelling and hooting for Switzerland, even though I didn't know most of the players. There were some who play in Bundesliga, but since I don't usually watch any other league besides Italian and Premier (UK), their faces were not familiar to me.
After that i managed to sleep for an hour, before woke up to watch Brazil against Croatia. I always complained about how it was not fun to watch football without any friends, so I was lucky to get to know Dewi, a soccer fan at my new boarding house. I learned that she's from the same town and attended the same high school, only she's 5 years older than me. Anyway, it has been so much fun to watch together with her, hooting for handsome players,( we both were awed by the movie-star-like looks of Petr Cech (Czech goalie) and Luca Toni (Italian striker)) and chided those who missed the goal, mostly in Sundanese (it's been so long since I spoke Sundanese with anyone).
But we both gave up and chose to go back to bed before the game ended last night. It was around 3 am and the first half was not over yet.We missed to see Kaka score the single goal that night (if only we had stayed for 5 more minutes!). But we're ready to watch Spain vs Ukraina tonight (and it's not in the dawn, thank goodness--we need some sleep here)
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
HMM..LUCA TONI
Still wonder why I cheer for Italy? or why I sacrificed a good sleep last night?
Ok, he didn't score a goal against Ghana last night, but I think he was the striker who worked the most. Gilardino was disappointing.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
TIC TOC…TIC TOC….
And the biological clock starts clicking (when you reach age 25, or so Sandra said to me)..anyway, several days before today, I had PBS (Pre-Birthday Syndrome, I just made out those words), and I thought I would feel blue today. Now I’m not needy anymore, and I don’t take it personally if people don’t remember my birthday, but things were overwhelming lately and I was always in a bad mood.
Guess what…
I am HAPPY today!
I went home for work and there was nothing much to do, and half of my teammates were not there either, so after lunch I decided to go shopping and buy myself some gifts (a pair of new sneakers and a cool black swimsuit- I needed them so bad!), and Gina called me to say she was starting to worry bout me since I didn’t come back fast after lunch. Apparently the team had prepared a surprise little party for me (and they’d been waiting!)…we had a nice birthday cake with strawberries and kiwi on top, lots of heart-shaped balloons (Kristina and Gina blew them all), and lots of gifts.
In the evening Gina cooked me a delicious chili soup and biscuits and corns (as I had requested when she asked yesterday night). After that they asked me what I would like to do, and so we went to sing at the karaoke (just like I wanted to). They paid for that too, though I tried to insist that it was on me. We had a girls night (plus Janet but minus Sandra) singing some songs for an hour. I got to sing Michael Bubble’s Home, which is my fave, and it made me satisfied.
So, in addition to Teresa’s book, I got another writing book, a country CD from the US, alovely candle, a package of incense from Singapore, an aromatic lulur from Bali, a cool purse, a cosmetic package, an appropriate pants for a survey trip, some cash from my siblings and parents to buy oleh-oleh from Bali, and a gift certificate for a salad bar at pizza hut plus one trip to an outlet store to buy something new to wear! (and….a date on Friday night to watch the wizard of OZ and also to enjoy a tasty samgyetang soup!). Having your birthday(s) around Americans is really great!
Plus lots of hugs, e-cards, sms, messengers, and phone calls from my beloved ones – I feel lovable, yeah!
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
LA CIOCCOLATA DA TERESA
A day before I turn 25, I received an Italian book (cioccolata calda per l’anima della donna) and a lovely birthday card from my American penpal, Teresa.
She lives in Portland and we’ve never met in person, and emails got rare as we got busier and busier, but she remembers my birthday! So, grazie, Teresa!
I love the book, it evokes my desire to learn Italian again (and not give up on it!)…
Another regalino is on its way from Trieste (my amica di penna Cristina), it’s going to my parents’ house because Cristina and I both are very concerned because the CD she sent a while ago has not arrived yet to my Jakarta address. Postal system sucks sometimes.
Anyway, I am so touched by the thoughtfulness of my sweet penpals. I hope Teresa and Cristina can know each other, I think they will get along very well.
Monday, June 05, 2006
MANIK-MANIK, MASSAGE, AND MEXICAN FOOD
Another adventure with my sister’s family on the week-end.
We went bead hunting (manik-manik=beads) to a shopping center. It always thrills me to be at the store which sells beads and other stuff to sew or crochet (I don’t know how to call it in English-somebody shed me some light here), because I grew up going there a lot with my Mom, who is a tailor.
Anyway, this store’s selection of beads was amazing, even my 7 year old nephew was enthusiastic scooping some beads, helping me and his Mom (or pestering, actually) pick those beautiful things, while his younger brother was ‘tied’ by his Dad, who just sat around the corner and kept yelling the warnings not to shop too much.
We went home and started to design some necklace and earrings. I just love it! It kills my boredom and expands my creativity, and seems to be a prospective business too. See my other blog (mybelovedbeads.blogspot.com) for the outcomes.
Sunday afternoon, with all my muscle sore from creating too much, it was lovely to have a two-hour body massage! Relaxing, and it helped my sleep to be better.
But the Mexican food was a turn off. I was suddenly hungry when I saw the delivery brochure from a new Mexican restaurant (I bet it was fake) laying there on my sister’s table, and with so much greed ordered a portion of chicken tacos and beef enchiladas, a long with two small piece of burritos. I told my sister that dinner that night was on me, but we were too tired to go out so we decided to order by phone. Anyway, she and her husband chose to have some foods from a Chinese restaurant and it was pretty good.
I started to love Mexican foods when I was living with The Farlands, an American couple, also dear friends of mine, two years ago. I loved Katie’s enchiladas and tacos… they were so yummy that even now a thought of them makes my mouth water!
But the thing with those foods I ordered that night was…. no cumin on it, and lots of cilantro (and I agree with Karl that cilantro tastes like soap!). And it’s a little bit pricey, but not really worth it. Next time if I pick up a phone and ring a restaurant who claims to serve Mexican foods, I’ll ask them if they use cumin or not (and no cilantro please!), who knows there will be jalapeño as well!
We went bead hunting (manik-manik=beads) to a shopping center. It always thrills me to be at the store which sells beads and other stuff to sew or crochet (I don’t know how to call it in English-somebody shed me some light here), because I grew up going there a lot with my Mom, who is a tailor.
Anyway, this store’s selection of beads was amazing, even my 7 year old nephew was enthusiastic scooping some beads, helping me and his Mom (or pestering, actually) pick those beautiful things, while his younger brother was ‘tied’ by his Dad, who just sat around the corner and kept yelling the warnings not to shop too much.
We went home and started to design some necklace and earrings. I just love it! It kills my boredom and expands my creativity, and seems to be a prospective business too. See my other blog (mybelovedbeads.blogspot.com) for the outcomes.
Sunday afternoon, with all my muscle sore from creating too much, it was lovely to have a two-hour body massage! Relaxing, and it helped my sleep to be better.
But the Mexican food was a turn off. I was suddenly hungry when I saw the delivery brochure from a new Mexican restaurant (I bet it was fake) laying there on my sister’s table, and with so much greed ordered a portion of chicken tacos and beef enchiladas, a long with two small piece of burritos. I told my sister that dinner that night was on me, but we were too tired to go out so we decided to order by phone. Anyway, she and her husband chose to have some foods from a Chinese restaurant and it was pretty good.
I started to love Mexican foods when I was living with The Farlands, an American couple, also dear friends of mine, two years ago. I loved Katie’s enchiladas and tacos… they were so yummy that even now a thought of them makes my mouth water!
But the thing with those foods I ordered that night was…. no cumin on it, and lots of cilantro (and I agree with Karl that cilantro tastes like soap!). And it’s a little bit pricey, but not really worth it. Next time if I pick up a phone and ring a restaurant who claims to serve Mexican foods, I’ll ask them if they use cumin or not (and no cilantro please!), who knows there will be jalapeño as well!
Friday, June 02, 2006
THE INTRUDER
Last night an odd thing that freaked me out happened. Around 1.30 am, I heard someone trying to open the sliding door near my room. And I suddenly turned my body around when that someone suddenly opened my room’s door (which unfortunately I had forgotten to lock!)—squinting my eyes and preparing for a defense.
He said he was looking for the wife of Bob Sidle, which happens to be the owner of the house, and that he was tired and he wanted some food and water and all other rant. At that time I already jumped off my bed and then locked my door, after asking him to ring a bell. He tried to force me to tell the owner upstairs, but I told him once again to ring a bell near the front door.
Instead, he sat on a bench in front of my room and started making up a dialogue in English, and then he uttered a loud prayer, maybe for an hour. I was so freaked out, but I tried to listen to his words. He talked about many things, which confirmed my guess that he was out of his mind.
I sms-ed one of my roommate upstairs to wake one of the maids up, but when they checked him out, he was already gone.
(FYI, my room’s location is a bit isolated, apart from the main house).
So, I couldn’t go back to sleep after that. Oh, so much to add to my restless nights!
He said he was looking for the wife of Bob Sidle, which happens to be the owner of the house, and that he was tired and he wanted some food and water and all other rant. At that time I already jumped off my bed and then locked my door, after asking him to ring a bell. He tried to force me to tell the owner upstairs, but I told him once again to ring a bell near the front door.
Instead, he sat on a bench in front of my room and started making up a dialogue in English, and then he uttered a loud prayer, maybe for an hour. I was so freaked out, but I tried to listen to his words. He talked about many things, which confirmed my guess that he was out of his mind.
I sms-ed one of my roommate upstairs to wake one of the maids up, but when they checked him out, he was already gone.
(FYI, my room’s location is a bit isolated, apart from the main house).
So, I couldn’t go back to sleep after that. Oh, so much to add to my restless nights!
Thursday, June 01, 2006
LIKE A RED M&M MELTING IN YOUR MOUTH…………..
So am I now in front of my computer!! This heat is unbearable, making me want to stay all day long in my air-conditioned office, rather than having a day off!
Is it summer or what? I hope it’ll be snow in August!
And boredom is the only companion I have now. Even writing and crocheting can’t chase it away.
Oh my goodness! I am MELTING…..help help help!
Is it summer or what? I hope it’ll be snow in August!
And boredom is the only companion I have now. Even writing and crocheting can’t chase it away.
Oh my goodness! I am MELTING…..help help help!
CRUEL THINGS PEOPLE DID (AND STILL DO) TO ME
Watch out! PMS attacks! Bear with me if this post is (again) rather bitter, about things others did to me (and still do sometimes, unfortunately) which I consider to be cruel. It’s also called social rules in being a nice and polite human in this zany world.
When I am nice enough to invite you over for a meal together, RSVP please. Say yes or no, but don’t ever leave it hanging. I need to know ahead of time whether you’re coming (especially if it’s a personal invitation), so I can shop and prepare. I also need to know if you’re not, so I can enjoy my free time without wondering whether you’re coming or not, and do something more fun than waiting in uncertainty.
Ah, ok, you are busy (so you think I’m not??)…but it takes less than ten minutes to RSVP via phone or email, and it takes less than a minute to type no or yes through sms (and I’m a slow typer, mind you)
If you already say yes, do not cancel in the last minute before the appointment time for some invalid reasons! (except if you’re suddenly killed in the car accident or something urgent like that). At least cancel a day before, and this applies not only for meals, but to any appointment you already made with me. And this is cruel if it includes cooking.
Once a friend sms-ed me half an hour before dinner time, and said she probably would not come because she was very tired. I went nuts because the table had been set and I had been cooking almost all day long for her. She finally came, but I had to yell first.
When I come with an idea of a get together and make some plans, don’t assume I can do it all alone. Indifference and lack of feedback are the two killers of my wanting to initiative. I’m tired to be the only one who invites or to be the first one to initiate.
When I say no to something I have a right to say no, please respect it. Don’t keep knocking at my door with the same request, though in many different, manipulative ways. I hate it when people become dependent on me and chose to be lazy because they always get what they want from me easily. Remember, I’m only human, with limited patience (and on pms days, uh, it will be like waking up a tigress).
“Can you translate this for me, please? I need it tomorrow!”
“Sorry, I’m busy and I don’t feel very well.” (FYI, the favor didn’t have anything to do with any work of mine, it was totally a voluntary favor by someone I only see once in a blue moon)
“Oh, I understand, but what if the day after tomorrow, or even the day after that? We’ll be responsible for the delay.”
“(HELLO deaf people) I am B-U-S-Y all week in the office. My colleagues were nice enough to let me do YOUR work at office hour, but now I can’t do that anymore.”
“(whining tone) Ohhh…what should I do? I am so confused now…”
“(it’s none of my business) Didn’t I tell you to ask me for a favor like that at least a week before? Here is an email address of my friend, she does that professionally for a reasonable price.” (the price is affordable, really)
“Oh it’s ok. I’ll try to do it myself then.”
So that’s it, they just don’t want to pay.
But at night my cell phone beeped. And 3 long sms appeared. “Can you help me translate this and this and this and this and this.
(Leave me alone!) but I typed it anyway. No gratitude shown. Later on one more sms. “Are you still busy? Can I ask some more?”
And I switched off my phone in anger!
When I come out of my comfort zone and confront you (the thing I hate the most to do), you might be hurt, but at least heed what I said. Know that every word uttered I had carefully picked and pondered and thought about, and I’d tried my best to put it in a mild way (though not always successful with that). If you seemed to accept it but don’t change anything to adjust or be cooperative in finding the best resolution for both of us, I would feel betrayed and disrespected.
So many people, so little social grace! Sigh! (Do feel sorry for me, will you!)
When I am nice enough to invite you over for a meal together, RSVP please. Say yes or no, but don’t ever leave it hanging. I need to know ahead of time whether you’re coming (especially if it’s a personal invitation), so I can shop and prepare. I also need to know if you’re not, so I can enjoy my free time without wondering whether you’re coming or not, and do something more fun than waiting in uncertainty.
Ah, ok, you are busy (so you think I’m not??)…but it takes less than ten minutes to RSVP via phone or email, and it takes less than a minute to type no or yes through sms (and I’m a slow typer, mind you)
If you already say yes, do not cancel in the last minute before the appointment time for some invalid reasons! (except if you’re suddenly killed in the car accident or something urgent like that). At least cancel a day before, and this applies not only for meals, but to any appointment you already made with me. And this is cruel if it includes cooking.
Once a friend sms-ed me half an hour before dinner time, and said she probably would not come because she was very tired. I went nuts because the table had been set and I had been cooking almost all day long for her. She finally came, but I had to yell first.
When I come with an idea of a get together and make some plans, don’t assume I can do it all alone. Indifference and lack of feedback are the two killers of my wanting to initiative. I’m tired to be the only one who invites or to be the first one to initiate.
When I say no to something I have a right to say no, please respect it. Don’t keep knocking at my door with the same request, though in many different, manipulative ways. I hate it when people become dependent on me and chose to be lazy because they always get what they want from me easily. Remember, I’m only human, with limited patience (and on pms days, uh, it will be like waking up a tigress).
“Can you translate this for me, please? I need it tomorrow!”
“Sorry, I’m busy and I don’t feel very well.” (FYI, the favor didn’t have anything to do with any work of mine, it was totally a voluntary favor by someone I only see once in a blue moon)
“Oh, I understand, but what if the day after tomorrow, or even the day after that? We’ll be responsible for the delay.”
“(HELLO deaf people) I am B-U-S-Y all week in the office. My colleagues were nice enough to let me do YOUR work at office hour, but now I can’t do that anymore.”
“(whining tone) Ohhh…what should I do? I am so confused now…”
“(it’s none of my business) Didn’t I tell you to ask me for a favor like that at least a week before? Here is an email address of my friend, she does that professionally for a reasonable price.” (the price is affordable, really)
“Oh it’s ok. I’ll try to do it myself then.”
So that’s it, they just don’t want to pay.
But at night my cell phone beeped. And 3 long sms appeared. “Can you help me translate this and this and this and this and this.
(Leave me alone!) but I typed it anyway. No gratitude shown. Later on one more sms. “Are you still busy? Can I ask some more?”
And I switched off my phone in anger!
When I come out of my comfort zone and confront you (the thing I hate the most to do), you might be hurt, but at least heed what I said. Know that every word uttered I had carefully picked and pondered and thought about, and I’d tried my best to put it in a mild way (though not always successful with that). If you seemed to accept it but don’t change anything to adjust or be cooperative in finding the best resolution for both of us, I would feel betrayed and disrespected.
So many people, so little social grace! Sigh! (Do feel sorry for me, will you!)
MY PRAYER TODAY
Lord, be with my beloved ones today:
Give comfort to those who are mourning,
Your directions to those who are lost,
Light to those searching in the dark,
Encouragement to the ones in dismay,
Strength to the weak ones,
Faith to those who doubt or hesitate,
Show the right road to those in the crossroads
That they may know your love,
And live their lives to the fullest.
Amen.
Give comfort to those who are mourning,
Your directions to those who are lost,
Light to those searching in the dark,
Encouragement to the ones in dismay,
Strength to the weak ones,
Faith to those who doubt or hesitate,
Show the right road to those in the crossroads
That they may know your love,
And live their lives to the fullest.
Amen.
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