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Thursday, 6 September 2007 | 15:52
I'm watching the repeat telecast of the AC Milan v Seville Super Cup final now. I just saw Kaka' and his gorgeous cheekbones. He is sweaty and hot so he looks like he has a stroke of peachy coloured paint across each cheek.


It's funny yet weird how the English people pronounce Kaka's name as Keh-Kuh or funnier still, Keh-keh. The commentator goes, "It's Keh-kuh! Keh-kuh! Which is really so exciting......blahblahblah...this is gonna be the best!!!"when Kaka' has the ball. Despite how much I love Kaka', there's no goal yet, so relax, old man. Kaka's goal will come on later, although you don't know that yet.





All those digusting perves are grabbing and pulling at Kaka's shirt, trying to touch his body and grope him.


Kaka' is just pulling their hands off his body as politely as possible. Seville, Seville. Sigh. What can I say? Stick to your own men, dudes.


Inzaghi just scored a WOAH-worthy goal! And they equalise 1-1 with Seville.





Yeah baby! Another goal! From the defender whose name I just forgot! Kaka' looks so glad! :)





FUCK YOU DIRTY ROTTEN BALLED ASSWIPES! HOW DARE YOU RAM INTO MY KAKA' LIKE THAT! HAH! SEE! WE GET A PENALTY YOU BLOODY FOOLS!





KAKA'S TAKING IT. NOW YOU'RE GONNA PAY! LOSERS!


OMG A SAVE?!


OH KAKA' HEADED IT BACK IN! HAHAH! KAKA' YOU'RE THE BEST!


He kicked the ball, the goalie hit it back at him and Kaka' instinctively headed it into the goal!


It's like he planned it or something. He's so smooth.


Well, there it is!! IT'S KAKA'S MAGNIFICO GOAL! HAHAHAH!





Kaka' was celebrating and then suddenly he started to point towards his hot ass. What is he doing? He looks concerned. His team mate is nodding and seems to understand what's going on. Oh wells, Kaka' seems to have put that aside and continues to celebrate.


Ah, Milan wins the Super Cup for the 5th time in their history.





The phenomenon, Kaka', and his gang have done it again!





Ooh Kaka's getting his medal! The commentator keeps praising Kaka' He just loves him.


All their jerseys say Puerta at the bottom.


I miss Puerta. I don't know why, since I'm not a Seville supporter or a regular watcher of Serie A. Rest in peace, Puerta.


Somebody pushed Kaka' over that blue thing, he tripped and fell next to the trophy while they were about to take a team pic. So he, as cool as a cucumber, smiled and pretended he wanted to lie next to the trophy on purpose. :)








Here's to you, Gorgeous.













James Marsden, a.k.a Cyclops, a.k.a Corny Collins




James looks a better Corny Collins with that hair and sexy eyes in this poster, eh?











Becks and Romeo. Watching A Galaxy game.


Golly, Romeo's so cute!


But baby Zidane's cuter. I mean Theo.









I finished reading Lance Armstrong's book that Ms Tay lent me. For the clueless, Ms Tay is our English teacher.



And I must say, his book is just so, inspiring. Indeed, his story is the stuff of legends. Kabul Beauty School can't even be compared.



Lance Armstrong is such a strong person. He's so brave and he just perseveres and perseveres no matter what he gets thrown at him, he moves on and he never once gave up. Sure he was scared at some points, like any normal person. But he with the help and strength of others and himself, he managed to triumph over cancer.



AND like 4 months after a year after that, he won the Tour de France, in the fastest record time. Say WOAH.



And he also had a son, Luke. :)


He felt he became a better person after cancer and he said that if he had to choose between cancer and winning the Tour, he'd choose cancer. Becuase of what it has done for him as a human being, a man, a husband, a son and a father.


He's my role model from now on.


This may sound quite dramatic and exaggerated, but his words have made me see in a whole new light and if anybody, Lance Armstrong is a true example of faith, hope and love.


My hero.







Even though I wasn't a huge fan, rest in peace, Antonio Puerta.


In loving memory of Antonio Puerta


(1984-2007)



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