i will learn to love again, but i will stand a broken man.
mas⋅och⋅ism
/ˈmæsəˌkɪzəm, ˈmæz-/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [mas-uh-kiz-uhm, maz-]
–noun
1. Psychiatry. the condition in which sexual gratification depends on suffering, physical pain, and humiliation.
2. gratification gained from pain, deprivation, degradation, etc., inflicted or imposed on oneself, either as a result of one's own actions or the actions of others, esp. the tendency to seek this form of gratification.
3. the act of turning one's destructive tendencies inward or upon oneself.
4. the tendency to find pleasure in self-denial, submissiveness, etc.
I suspect I'm masochistic.
no seriously. Maybe not the cut myself part and all. But definitely there's a part of me that likes to revisit the pain. Like for all the bad memories Boys like girls brings back to me, I just cant resist taking a listen to their songs again.
ok fine. wasn't funny. But in all seriousness. I've realised its a very human thing to go back and revisit the shit. Like when people feel down, you go in and listen to thesongs which you know will make you feel lower. But yet, when you get cut, or get burnt, you won't go back in and try and burn yourself once again do you.?
ok actually. I have no idea what I'm talking about.
all i know is. I've acted like an idiot (again) over this weekend. (facepalms)
Gamer sucked.
And my curse of leg injuries struck again. Got sidelined after a terrible, terrible, terrible match on sat. Got totally raped by the striker, got caught out ofpositioned, got out-ran, couldnt head the ball away properly, couldn'tclear, didn't know what I was doing, overpaid for the match, and even managed to injure my ankle until its got swollen, and couldn't walk at all. The best thing about the injury, is that it came as a result of a collison between me and my teammate to block a shot. and neither of us managed to obstruct the ball. nnb.
the amazing thing is, despite, playing like yeow (lol. sorry i couldnt resist it), getting pai-ka-ed (for like the 3rd time this year), and overpaying for my field (like throwing my money away betting on Man City to win 2-1), All I can think aboutt... is for my leg to heal, and to play better soccer next week. Hopefully convert into a midfielder too ala, anderson. LOL
I think I'm in love. Can I marry my soccer ball and boots?
Oh and this week's post has to make a really really special shoutout to someone, whom quite honetly, I never expected myself to EVER do something like that for him. This weeks post pays tribute to EMMANUEL ADEBAYOR for that incredible sprint from 1 end of the pitch to the other end of the pitch to celebrate in front of his former 'fans'. Ive no idea what the entire fuss is all about, but to me, if you get booed so much by your own fans and everything, you're well entitled to shove it up their candy asses and make them eat their boos and regret how the ever motherfucking let you go. Sounds like some wierd love affair gone wrong. Oh yea, the stamp on that idiot Robin Van Herpies earns extra brownie points too.
I remember seeing a blog post which happily stated the liverpool's 4-1 win over United despite the owner being an arsenal fan (IIRC). well... just for the record...
Scoring Summary
Manchester City 4 Arsenal 2
Manuel Almunia (og 20) Robin Van Persie (62)
Craig Bellamy (74) Tomas Rosicky (88)
Emmanuel Adebayor (80)
Shaun Wright-Phillips (84)
wad a week its been. I'm almost feeling better from the thought of booking. oh well. till next time! :)