Much stuff happened for the past four weeks. BN won the elections, the Opposition dissatisfied with the results, the brouhaha that ensued, the racism that never really go away, the immaturity of the disgruntled some, and the hope that we will always bear for this great nation.
It's okay Mr. Anwar, you may have your moment. Take the time to heal from the battle scars. I'm not sold yet for any of the oppo's allegations except for the repeating voting. Mr. Najib's on his way out anyways, he still fails to respond to the calls for integrity and liberalisation. Meanwhile, I'll stay on the fence and throw stones at the front doors of both of you.
Also, ManU won the EPL for the 20th time, 2 titles ahead of Liverpool who seem to cling on to next season instead, like the past season, and the seasons before. Perhaps next season will indeed be our season? Without Ferguson, who finally called it quits after 26 years, after very well knocking Liverpool off their f***in' perch? Without Suarez, who really needs to take a break from the abusive British press and thinks that the Spanish media will be a bit more lenient on his attitude at his new club Real Madrid? By the way which plank couldn't see that coming? I saw it obviously coming when he was hit with the 10-game ban, thanks to Mr. Cameron who maybe now ranks just below Thatcher in the eyes of the Liverpool fans, and Mr. Mugabe who is a Chelsea fan. I won't hate Suarez, he's got his reason and I bought that, but I won't say he's perfectly innocent because if he was, then the ever nosy press wouldn't get under his skin that deep. So adios Luis, thanks for the memories.
We'll never know what lies ahead of us. We just know the ball will roll anyways, be kicked and thrown off, by us or anyone, in our direction or elsewhere.
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