so i'm up at this familiar time in the morning again, watching the figure skating gala. over the past few days i've planned sleep around the winter olympics and champions league, helped by incessant early morning snacking. thank god for ice resurfacing intermissions and half time; if not i'd never get to replenish stock and keep awake.

anyway i was really happy on wednesday because ARSENAL WON, and beckham nearly scored 3 times! as it was only henry was successful right after half time, but i was thinking it would have been perfect if beckham then ljundberg then henry scored. you know, just so arsenal would still win. and by the way, guess which david has currently made the most goal assists during the league??? =D

and on thursday, i was really happy because chelsea lost! it was their first loss on home ground under mourinho; but things could be much worse if he wasn't hot. anyway the second half was far more interesting than the first and ronaldinho assisted this highly highly highly chio goal by passing to larsson then marquez then eto'o who headed it in! at least this made me feel less sore about channel 5 for showing soccer instead of the short programme in women's figure skating, although clearly this is a blatant display of sexual discrimination.

apart from which, this week has also been my exercise obsession week. i'm so proud of myself for going jogging and doing pilates and weights and getting some form of physical activity every single day! anyway the bad thing about this is that i broke my routine because of a crappy mood today, and as a result a long overdue ache is setting in. i feel as if my butt and legs are about to split into a million bloody pieces and i swear this totally makes up for the post workout euphoria. i am very tempted to reach for the tiger balm, but i'm being reminded of the last time i spent an entire night feeling as if i was on fire after massaging the tiger balm a bit too liberally into my legs. it was not a nice feeling at all.

lastly, today i drank lots of coffee in the morning and as a result my driving lesson went very smoothly. i only stalled the car thrice and they were all because the instructor kept talking to me and distracting me at red lights. plus i did 2 perfect U-turns and kept in my lane the whole time and gave way to pedestrians even though they looked like they could use a scare. i only had one near accident and that was because this asshole motorcyclist cut me from the left when i was trying to filter, but then again, whenever you have a car and a motorcyle, the motorcycle always dies. hah!