| holy crap look who it is?! |
[June 4th, 2008] |
... argh i'm such a noob. i've been away from lj for so long that i don't remember how to work it anymore :(
i'm pretty sure i want to come back for a little while, but in my absence, i've changed so much that i feel silly for using this account - i feel like the person i was when i was si51 is non-existant in whoever i am now. i don't even watch cricket that much anymore! *gasp*
sooooo... long story short, i'm pretty sure i'm going to get a new account! a different username and all - not quite sure what's going to happen to this one - if i'll delete it or leave it up as a reminder, but either way, just thought i'd let y'all know.
if you want to keep up to date with me and my happenings then just let me know, and i'll friend you under my new username (whenever i come up with it, which will hopefully be soon)
xox
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| The value of a human life. |
[March 23rd, 2007] |
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As I write this, I'm close to tears and have been all day since I first heard the news.
Bob Woolmer's death was not in fact a heart attack as previously believed, but murder.
Someone went to his room and consciously strangled him after Pakistan lost to Ireland.
I'm still in shock. I felt physically sick hearing on the radio that the post mortem officially ruled the cause of death to be murder. It's sick.
What's even worse, when I told a close friend of mine of what I'd just heard, she wasn't phased at all; rather, she replied, "Oh no DUH Simmy! Come on! It's the World Cup!"
Now she is a pure die-hard soccer fan, not completely cricket minded as I am, but her reaction stunned me. She explained to me that in sports (especially in World Cups) mysterious deaths of high-profile athletes and those surrounding them were 'normal'.
I can't believe that... that I'm living in a world where the cynicism has reached epidemic levels, that a death is upgraded to murder and not a single eyebrow is raised. I can't believe I'm living in a world where the outcome of a game is literally a matter of life and death for some.
At times like these, I feel as old as the earth herself. I can't accept what times have become. It feels like I'm forever remembering a past golden age, where things were simpler; where a game was a game, it brought a smile to your face no matter what the outcome, because the play you saw thrilled you, exhilerated you.
"Cricket is the game of life." I used to think to myself.
I can't even do that anymore.
I can't come to terms with the extremity of the situation.
A life has been stolen. A heart has stopped beating, a mind has stopped thinking; the essence burning behind a pair of eyes has been extinguished, sentenced to annonymity for the rest of eternity.
And for what? For what?
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[March 19th, 2007] |
Flintoff sacked as vice captain ... for capsizing a pedalo at 4am.
*blinks*
google investigation reveals a pedalo to be one of those little paddle boat thingies that you peddle with your feet...
i have no idea how it's physically even possible to capsize those things. they're like kickboard boats!!
still i feel awful bad for him :(
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[March 19th, 2007] |
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RIP Bob Woolmer
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for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) georgiebest7914 |
[March 13th, 2007] |
*giggles*
it's MINE!! haha it's green that proves it, green is my favourite colour :P
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