I have been the most ardent fan since 2002, when michael owen first won my heart over. since then, i have never looked back or regretted my decision of supporting the club. It has been bittersweet with lots of ups and downs, personal experiences that i doubt any one who isnt a fan will understand.

The nights when I still crawl out of bed to watch late 3.30am matches though i have school the next day at 7.20am. Nights when i fall asleep in front of the TV watching yet another goalless champions league match. Late at night when we won and I couldn't care less and screamed and shouted and jumped around my living room, even screaming out of my balcony once. All the roller coaster rides. No, no one will ever get what I mean unless you are a liverpool fan.

It was like a dream come true when i had the chance to fly to london and take a train to liverpool to visit the almighty Anfield and watch you guys playing live. You simply have no idea how i still cherish that very trip till now. And i have every intention of going back and experiencing it again.

So now, please tell me why, after 19 years of exile, we are still left waiting and wanting? Sometimes excuses can hold up for a while.. but it has been 19 years. It is 20 years soon. And yes, the mark of every liverpool fan is their faith and their support of the team through thick and thin. but the inner most desire.. the ultimate glory..

And great, we just crashed out of Champs League. the trophy we so gloriously won in 2005. so.. just tell me.. how can i keep my faith? that feeling is almost indescribable. that disappointment.. sigh.

Lastly, just dug out a quote that i found back in 2006: "Supporting Liverpool is glorying in umpteen trophies, savouring the memories of those you've seen won in the flesh, those you've only heard on a crackling radio, those you know will come again in time. If you want quick fix football, go and support Chelsea - they need it according to their own manager. If you want something you can feel part of, something that is truly the people's club, then hang on, by your fingernails sometimes, and wait for the results. They'll come, and I'll savour them all the more for the waiting."

oh, not to mention the constant mocking and laughing coming from other sides of the camp. those who belong to the ManUre and money-faced side. oh the day. when it finally comes, that we can finally proudly show off for once.

Bittersweet.

Please. It is only November. Let the remaining 6 months count.