Sunday, July 11, 2010

The Bitch from Yangon vs. Paul the Octopus

Spontaneity... it sounds so refreshing. I've never been to an art exhibition in Burma before but god, it's so interesting. It was just a room full of paintings from a lot of local artists. It was awesome and I just feel so proud to be Burmese just watching at the paintings. It's also funny how I feel confident about looking at a picture and ranking it. It's always safe to say 'this painting is ugly' when you can also accept that some people might think it's AWESOME! I just hope pretty soon, Burmese art would be more exposed globally.

Strand hotel snooker table is a pain in the ass. I'm not sure if the snooker balls are small or the table's huge but it's a long stretch to score. So when Maltesers and I played, it's exactly like World Cup 2010 Spain vs. Netherland for the final match. Boring and long. Not really boring for us both. It was nice to hang out with her again. It might seem like she's a substitute to Boss, but I do love her since Boss was around. It's also good to know that we're both 'one on one' hang out types.

Then we headed over to 50 street and had some food. Saw the gaywerewolf there. I hate that guy. He's not gay actually but he's been always poking fun at me and running stupid unfunny gay related pun liners at me just for the fun of it. He's ugly and fucked in the head. I think his name is Nathan or something. Fucktard!

The soccermatch between Spain and Holland was major tres boring. So, Paul the octopus has predicted right once again. Apparently there's another octopus in another country and some ostrich in some country. What is the world coming to!!!???!!! I don't know if there are any more members of the animal kingdom in any other country but a bitch in Yangon was just having a blast while the match between Spain and Holland snails on. By the bitch from Yangon, i was referring to me. Me and Beyonce (yes another friend who looks a bit like her) were just laughing our ass off during the intense game with Spain fans and Dutches around us at which player needs a haircut and which players would need to be shagged by anyone of us. Despite the long game, it was just fun being there and being dickheads. The manager of the hotel, who was Dutch, was not happy at all and I feel kinda bad for him given if this was Burmese team, I would've felt the same way as he did.

Ah well, it was a good Sunday to be had.

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