the extreme narcissist

So what's new after my last post which was full of glee and happiness (THAT was sarcasm) ? A lot apparently, ALOT. So the World Cup concluded, so to the dozens of facebook statuses posted by people who don't really follow football and couldn't name 5 players on either team, let alone 11. So to the blaring noises of the vuvuzelas,  which were made available everywhere fro here to YouTube (Seriously, there was a widget to add a vuvuzela noise to any video you watch). I never got a vuvuzela =(. My favourite team Spain won, easily in fact, with passing so accurate that Rolex would be proud (Perhaps Xavi should be sponsored by Rolex, you know, with the accurate thing). The final was supposed to be a football match, the Dutch thought it was a karate competition, and started pulling out kung fu kicks (Perhaps they watched Karate Kid before the match, plus the Dutch coach one guy did kinda look like Jackie Chan, although I wasn't using my contacts at the time). Jet Li would've been proud of Nigel De Jong. Only one thing is left to be sorted, just one. I have to do something about it, and after that, life would as close to perfect as it could get, something I haven't felt in some time.