Yep! My very own Messi! Olé

U, Me Aur Hum

The bollywood remake of The Notebook: U, Me Aur Hum (U, Me and Us) will definitely make you cry if the notebook did not manage to do so. * sobs * Such a beautiful movie.

L'attente se poursuit

It was probably one of the most disappointing matches I have seen so far. Carling cup final between Arsenal v/s Birmingham City at Wembley. Urgh, it was painful. First half, Arsenal did not come together as a team, as a result B'ham scored in 28'. But soon the awesome Robin Van Persie equalized in 39' and what a beautiful goal it was. To be honest, there were some good shots by Nasri in the first half but clearly B'ham was a better team here. HT score was 1-1. This all was gonna change in the second half. Arsenal dominated the second half, Ben Foster was a busier goal keeper than Szczesny. Wiltshere's shot hit the cross bar and couple of other shots between Nasri, Van Persie and Arshavin. But it all came down to the 89' error by Koscielny and Szczesny cost us the Carling cup. Booom and it was over.

O well, time to move on. FA Cup against Leyton Orient on Wednesday, Sunderland at home on Saturday and Barcelona at Camp Nou.

In summary, the wait for the silverware at Arsenal continues.

PS: Congrats to B'ham City on winning the Carling Cup, you guys have waited far longer than Arsenal.

YOU PIECE OF SHIT!

Spent all of the Friday night doing coursework instead of going and getting myself drunk. Then woke up 7am on a Saturday to finish this bloody damn coursework and this piece of shit laptop decides to die on me.

Argh! As if I have not got enough work to do? Got LTFS requirement document to be handed on Monday, Assessment Centers all week, ProfPractice deadline this Thursday ...

Ah, FML! =[

The Beginning of the Weekend

YESSIRR!

KUYTT!

Last night I thought this a brilliant goal for Liverpool. There had been other chances for Ngog and others in the game.

This photo was like the icing on the victory cake.

If I Had All The Money in the World..

"You know, if I was super rich I’d buy things I didn’t like just to destroy them. Like Sp*rs. I’d sack Harry and make John Sitton manager. And insist he play 8 up front. And fly keeper. And pay him so much money he couldn’t possibly argue with me."

Credits: Arseblog: A Tuesday meh with some added meh.