Get it right.

I must clarify this once again.

There is an obvious difference.

I'm not a racist.

I'm a narcissist.

A megalomaniac.

An elitist.

I maybe even have a slight God complex in me.

"Ok... but what does it mean lol?" I'm sure that's in your head now.

It means even if you're a rainbow coloured freak, if I think you're an idiot, you're an idiot. And I hate idiots. Simple as that.

Alright?

Right.

Good.

Now go away.

I'm done.
Afan.

Once again they have proven.

Nothing. Nothing that shows they are better.

It all comes down to luck. Hit the woodwork 2 times. A blatant penalty should have been given but Joey wasn't like a certain sissy diving nonce. Came the penalty and out of all the thing can happen, Terry slipped. Slipped. That's just unlucky right there.

Devastated. Utterly gutted. Heartbroken. But yet, I still can't see them as being better. Being dominant for the majority of the game was still not enough. That stroke of luck, or misfortune in this case, decided it all.

And before you pricks want to brag about winning the League too. Let me just say we missed almost half of our team for a quarter of the season because of the African Nations Cup, had a crisis with Jose being fired and all and got someone barely known thrown in to replace him, and yet you only managed to edge us by a mere 2 points margin. Champions? You're having a laugh.

Somethings are just not meant to be but if you nobheads just take off your blindfold you'll see that we're just better than you. You can't deny that. You can try but then you'll look like an obvious idiot.

I'm done.
Afan.

Looks and Lucks

Those are what matters. Those are the most important things in life. Not education. Not money. Obviously not being nice to everyone. Nope.

Anyone can make it if you have these two with you. Sometimes one of them is already adequate. To 'make it' obviously means to not fail in life.

The latter L word is actually the first one you'll have to have in your life. The irony here is, you can't just have it. You can't earn it too. You've to be blessed with it. So now take your time and ask yourself if you're blessed with it. Yes? Good. I envy you and I wish bad things will happen to you. No? Well then, it really sucks to be you and I wouldn't want to be you.

But wait, all hope is not yet lost. The other L word can save you from failing in life. And nowadays, people can actually have it instead of naturally given. But it's like cheating then. Well, you do what you have to do. If you have this in your life, naturally or not, you're definitely not screwed but it doesn't mean you're going to make it too. It depends if you know how to use it. But basically you're in the safe zone. So now I alway try to make people realize that they have it so might as well use it. And well, no people with this, no matter how bad their state of life is, they still can say "Oh well, I'm still attractive. Are you?"

So people without these 2 then... I'm sorry. There's nothing anyone can do. That's the first time I've ever been sorry. I should get rid of it. Such a disgusting feeling. People with both of these though, well, I can't say anything except be very jealous unless they're someone I know.

What do I have then? Have a look at me and go figure out yourself. One thing's for sure I'm really thankful I don't look like you.

I'm done.
Afan.

Awesome Mom.

If there's a person I wouldn't look down on, it would be my mother. After all, she did do the single most awesome thing a person can do: giving birth to me.

She, for being the mother to me, has her own way of being awesome.

I'll try and make a list of her awesomeness. Though, being the Awesome One myself, I know that awesomeness can't be measured with a mere list of facts or numbers. Only an awesome person will know how awesome another awesome person is. Awesome ain't it?

Anyways, here goes:

Awesome Deed #1: Like previously mentioned, giving birth to me. Raising me up with unconditional Awesome and yeah, love.

Awesome Deed #2: Married a rich ass and successful man because she knows that awesome people don't need to earn anything they want (though she could if she wanted to) but are given anything they want.

Awesome Deed #3: Gives anything that I want. Because she can.

Awesome Deed #4: Bails me out from anything. Because she can.

Awesome Deed #5: Able to cook anything and makes it taste awesome. Because she can.*

Awesome Deed #6: Being awesome.

(*note: I am 100% sure that nobody else is better. No, not your mom for sure. Not anyone. No I don't need to prove it. I'm always right.)

There you go. A little bit about my mother. Maybe you think I'm writing all of this because she's my mother so of course I'll write nice things about her. That's where you're wrong. She's my mother and she's more awesome than any other mother. That's why she deserves it.

Oh. I just found out that I'm writing this the day after Mother's Day. Interesting. I don't actually remember This Day or That Day simply because it's just another day but people sure just want to try to make their unawesome lives more interesting so they name those days. But I'll make an exception for my mother. So starting from next year, no I'm still not going to remember Mother's Day but there'll be a day that I shall call Awesome Day. That's for my mother and I and whoever I feel worth to celebrate with. That is if I feel like celebrating. Awesome people don't celebrate.

We are the celebration.

I'm done.
Afan.

Life of Meaning, Life of Happiness

Which one are you living in?

Those are the only choice by the way. You can't have both. Or you don't even know which life you're living? If that's the case, you're better off dead.

To have a life of happiness, one must be absolutely in the present. What's past is past and never ever look back. One mustn't think about whatever that is coming. One mustn't care. One must take whatever that is given and make the best out of it. To sum it up, the cliched phrase about "living life to the fullest" is how to live a life of happiness.

Not many can have that. It's because most of you humans are just 'programmed', for a lack of better word, to have a life of meaning. You spend all your life trying to find a meaning of your existence. You dwell in the past, not wanting to make the same mistake. And you are obsessed with the future. Trying to find something that makes your life meaningful. Something. Purpose.

Exactly. You can be happy but you don't have a purpose for living. You're just a waste of space. No contribution to anyone even yourself.

You can have a meaningful life. Fulfilling your purpose. Doing what you think you must do. Be it die for someone. Or kill for someone. Or whatever. Either way, you will completely miss out on being happy. You didn't have time for it.

Speaking of which. If you have all the time in the world, do you think you can have both of it? No. Eventually, you'll end up with neither. That will suck.

For me, I have my own way of life.

I live a life of Awesomeness.

I'm done.
Afan.

Better than sex.

It was Thursday morning. Chelsea vs Liverpool. The aggregate was 1 all. We were playing at home. I know we wont lose. But knowing those scum, I was a bit worried. They might score another Ghost Goal like they did in 05.

Whistle blows. We were absolutely owning. Essien was superb. Makalele was immense. He made Gerrard go invisible. Then it happened. Lampard, out of nothing, slides an awesome pass to Kalou who shot but The Clown saves it. Only for the ball to roll to Drogba who curves it into the net even though the angle was tight. It was just impossible but Drogba did it. "We're in the finals. Finally." We kept on owning and owning until the first half ended. "We're in the finals. Finally."

Second half. From the start I noticed we're not playing like we did in the first. For that Torres scored. Fairly. Surprisingly. "No. Just no. Come on." We tried and tried and tried but we were just unable to do it. But I still believed. Second half ends.

Extra time. "If this goes to penalty..." I didn't want to finish my thought. No. Please. Finally, Scum Hyppia tackled Ballack. Right at the edge of the box. Obvious penalty and I would've felt so fucked up if it wasn't. Lampard steps up. "Oh..." I had doubt in me. He was a superb penalty taker 2 years ago but then lately he misses them a lot. "Alright then. Go for it." Cooly sends The Clown the wrong way. "We're definitely in the finals." I got a bit teary eyed. Chelsea is just one of the rare things that can do that to me.

Second half of extra time. "Hang in there. Just hold on." Pressure was on us actually. If the scum scores again, we'll have to wait another year. Drogba relieves me by scoring another after a cross form Anelka. "I can't believe it. Finally we're in the finals." was written all over Drogba's face. "Finals. Vs Manchester United." is what I was thinking. 3-1. It's just impossible for us to lose it now. Somehow I still feel restless. I must hear the final whistle. While I was wishing and hoping, Babel scores. Cech lost focus for a split second. It's alright. So did I. Pressure came back. "We're almost there. Please."

It felt like forever. Time was somehow slowed down. Finally. The moment. Final whistle. I stared at the players and we were all thinking the same thing. "After all these years. Finally. The Finals. Champion of Champions." It was the best feeling ever. Ever. Well, that maybe because I don't feel much about anything else. Anyways, Moscow, here we come.

I'm done.
Afan.