Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Defination

ROTFLMAO

Rolling On The Floor, Laughing My Ass Off

A chatroom abbreviation used mainly by imbeciles, usually in response to something mildly, often very mildly, amusing. People who use this type of shorthand should be avoided like the Spanish flu.

This poem was nominated for the best poem of 2005 written by an African Kid.

When I born, I black,
When I grow up, I black,
When I go in the sun, I black,
When I am scared, I black,
When I am sick, I black,
And when I die, I still Black!!!

And you white fella,
When you born, you pink,
When you grow up, you white,
When you go in the sun, you red,
When you cold, you blue,
When you scared, you yellow,
When you sick, you green,
And when you die, you grey

And you calling me colored?

BACK!!!!

6 days technically I been off and back on my chair again

Lots of this happened

Right now I want to lament and lament and lament

Right not from the traveling, gruelling schedule of meeting people, use of public transportation and a match has resulted in my sitting on my chair with a sore sore sore sore body. Did I say sore enough number of times. Knowing Jen, he will say its time for a massage which I assume he will be aching for after this trip yesterday

I been away from Bisik and its functions recently due to both work, personal issues and finances. They been having a Miss Oriental pagent that be raking in the crowds, some of my gang have been supporting. Tonight will be the Bikini Night and I am sure it be a great turnout. Honestly I dun feel like going and have voiced as such, been having too many thing to juggle and especially finance with all the traveling and claims getting delayed coz idiots dun know how to follow a SOPP. So that puts a dent on my $$$$

On the bright side Jen turned 40 on sunday and wish him all the best but sadly I could not go to his BBQ like I did the last time with Jnr Vadai

SIGH

With the absence from Backyard and Bisik and other socializing stuff, I have been throwing my self at my games, badminton, Hockey. Thought I could not make it for the Sat session I was back there yesterday night playing about 20 minutes and umpiring for about 40 minutes.

Today I woke up earlier went for stretching by the pool. Body is fucking sore and aching. I have muscle aches in places I thought there was only fat lol.

I have resigned my self looking at my time table for the following

Tuesdays - Swimming / Jogging
Wednesday - Already allocated for Badminton now at 8.30 the club had booked the turn for the whole year. Badminton and hockey after that hmmmm
Thursday -
Sunday - Hockey/Pasar Malam

Yesterday's game with sentul a younger and fitter side I played right half bout 20 minutes at times I was running up and down opening up the game makne decent passes at time sI goofed up. It a different match game as you got to move the ball around. We won handsomely but in the end.

It was a good workout and a nice feeling

Thursday, July 26, 2007

The weekend

I will be on whirlwind trip this weekend starting from tonight, a trip to Port Klang, a trip to Seremban GH, take family to Ktn leaving jnr Vadai there for a few days (hope he dun get sick like the last time), then a trip back to Klang then back to work on Tuesday.

Hmmmm now much of a holiday but lots of back ache I guess lol

2 days off hmmm

Agony, Frustration, Despair then F#$%ing Estacy

Dateline Wed,

Had an appoint with CIMB Kelana Jaya in the evening after all the yada yada walked out of there frustrated but there was some silverlining.

Met Jen and it started pouring then picked Chip and headed off for badminton. Maybe the vibes were not good, maybe my mind was somewhere else, warmed the bench for the the 1st 2 sets then stepped on to the court, and for the past 2 continuous session when I warm up with the shuttle I seem to be having a bone jarring pain whenever I drive the shuttle back but not during the game... a cause for concern.

My backhand failed miserably today, in almost every set we allowed our opponents to speed a head then we had to play catch up. No matter who I paired with the result was the same, need to IMPROVE!!!

I have to start cross training, jogging, swimming, badminton and hockey to help build up my stamina and upperbody and I got to start allocating time for it. Left badminton a little frustrated but a good workout.

Left Badminton by 8 and went for hockey. What a turn around of events.

We played in and out meaning you play with one goalkeeper 5 or 6 aside like basketball if u win the ball form the attack u got to move the ball out to the 25 yard line then become the attacker and you got to score

My Side, J (15), S (46), C (51), S (53)

Their side, K(52), V(34), Ki(24), J(45), C(44) player one half

They out numbered us 1 half. Honestly we were the underdogs, not only by number but by technical capabilities.

We employed zonal marking, I took a more central position coz I could bark out orders and have better anticipation. We did well everyone played with heart, opening goal was superb we had turn over the game and the ball move to the 25 i ran from the goal line pulling a defender calling for the ball, I saw C at the edge of the circle to my left as my back to goal as the ball came in I was charged in by the defender as i deflected the ball to C he came into the circle, I had dropped to my knee exhausted, I could hear a number of "oh shit" form the opposing side..I screamed "finish it!!" what a beauty about 12 yards form the goal on a 25 or 30 degree angle keeper in check at the post no defender all scrambling to close him, C unleashed a cracked and the ball sounded the board between the post and the keeper. Hur Rah!!!

We play hard when they attacked we defended hard the keeper was excellent for both of us... 3rd goal was awesome we play from the top circle i faked to the right of the goal the defender not sure who to mark i got the ball bout 10 yards out of the coal to the right bout a 40 degree angle then keeper does nto come to charge me down.. I look at him and feel one defender coming I take a deep breath one feet in front and slam the ball closing my eyes with all my might the ball flew mid thigh past the keeper. Goal!!!! Gooooooooooooooool gol gol gol

We played and ended the half 4-0, the more experiences and definitely fitter side did not know what hit them and we enjoyed and milked every second of ribbing them being the bigger underdogs.

Now it was 5 on 5 but we were tired not just me but all of us but we were on a high. Either by luck or by sheer desperation or skill we manage to ward of wave after wave of attack and we work the ball back they got careless and we got luck as we put the 2 most tired and weakest closer to the goal. we raised the bar to 6-0.

One more goal to seal the game CS and I were working tirelessly at one point there was about 10 minutes of continues attacked we could not just control the ball to the 25... it was sheer frustration, body aching, sweat drenched.

We got control of the ball at the side lines, my 2 guys on withe side of the goal pulling the defender.. S get a side line hit, C pulls a defender... I run in to the circle draggin the defender with me leading him to think the ball gonna come to me, then I spin off running out of the circle, S sees me free and send a 30-40yard cross a cracking shot to top of the circle. I collect the ball inside of me thinking dun fuck this up.

I collect neatly one step into the D, the defender now closing me facing him I fake a left causing him to jerk right then i pull to my right he is off balance, as the ball spills free I have a clear shot at goal, the keeper coming out to close the area. I slip!!! my right feet slips I lose balance (this what happens when you use worn out shoes). The keeper goes to the ground on a bad fake, he is flat covering the goal

All in slow motion now, tired exhausted the ball spills free a yard or 2 in front of me , the defender recoving I lurch forward to get my balance one step with my right then with my left as i position my self I look to see the keeper covering the goal flat, m too tired to flick it over the keeper, with the defences coming in to check me I have only one shot to make it good, inside m saying vadai dun fuck this up, I let out a scream and full stretch with what ever I could muster, whack the life out of the back, literally and physically. the ball sailed along the ground between the post and the keeper pads and cracked the back board. On my feet knee bent back arched hands and stick in the air I let out a cry in celebration.

My team almost all of us sinked to out knees slowly we got up the opposing team coming to congratulate us. Brought me back to my memories of the game versus the Kiwi at 1988.

Awesome, heck I was on such a high could not even sleep till 1am, browsing Tom Clancy as the minutes ticked away.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Collin Raye - Love, Me - Happy Anniversary Bro

To a good fren of I who just been blessed with a 2nd child (and never told me) Congrats to both of you

Collin Raye - Love, Me

I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said,
"Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I loved your Grandma so."

We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.
Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead
I found this letter, and this is what it said:

If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.
I'll meet you when my chores are through;
I don't know how long I'll be.
But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.
And between now and then, till I see you again,
I'll be loving you. Love, me.

I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away,
In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray.
I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;
But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.

If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.
I'll meet you when my chores are through;
I don't know how long I'll be.
But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.
And between now and then, till I see you again,
I'll be loving you. Love, me.
Between now and then, till I see you again,
I'll be loving you. Love, me.

how can no one comment on this song? it's such a beautiful song with so much meaning. it reminds me of the love a friend of mine has for his wife. This is for both of you. Have fun

Why we want him?

5 mil pounds

Why? A left back? From the Devils?

True we had not had a direct transfer from the Devils to the Kops but ppl like the Gouvenor all wore both colors.

This 5 mil pound chap presence in the squad would also ensure the left back / wing had further options in all competitions too. If we are to push for the title and have 2, 3 or even 4 decent cup runs next season then it's important we have depth in the squad and players challenging for positions all over the field. Another left sided player along with Riisse, Aurelio,, Kewell and any reserve players would give us those options.

A successful season will take it's toll on players either through fatigue and / or injury, again this is where I think it would be good to have him in the squad. At 5 million, (if that's his current value) it would be money well spent.

Do we want him? For his experience and quality... Yes.
Do we need him? For the depth of squad cover... Yes.

Heinze is a quality player, who can cover left and centre back. he is hte kind of defender that plays old swashbuckling style we love, and with heart, throws himself at the game like carra does.

If we do then we have a cover for the center backs,

Benitez: I’ll fight to bring Gabriel Heinze to Anfield

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Go read this - worth it

Prices raised ten-fold

There is a goddess for transecuals?

Devotees from Malaysia and Singapore fulfil vows to deity for transsexuals

By WANI MUTHIAH

KLANG: The five-day celebrations dedicated to Goddess Bahuchara Mataji, the Hindu presiding deity for transsexuals, ended yesterday in a ceremony that saw some 400 participants from Malaysia and Singapore at a temple in Pandamaran near here.

The temple, dedicated to the deity whose main temple is in Shankhalpoor in Gujarat, India, is owned and managed by the local Hindu transgender community.

The celebrations began last Thursday with the highlight on the third day when devotees fulfilled vows by carrying pal kudam (milk pots) and thee chatti (earthen pots with fire).

Dressed in green sarees, the official colour for Bahuchara Mataji, the entourage, led by the community’s matriarch M. Asha Devi, 63, carried the pal kudam and thee chatti to the temple.

Monday, July 23, 2007

Heaven - Cupcakes

Once again we are treated to cupcakes. wow weeee

damm nice one and the inside dammm soft yum yum yum by the time this pic was posted all dah nak habis.

Doc - Terima Kasih, dun forget to bring more, its truly appreciated

King of fruits

After a hard working out early in the night at the turf I got Durian FREEE lol

damm nice

Visiting

Cute eh

A picture tells a 10000 words lol

Hows that? Must be old age

Penang Trip Part 1

After securing the necessary Finances, misc expences and getting the green light from the bank, I brought the car for inspection in PNG.

Having played so so Badminton on Wed night dropped of Thoress before heading back, Jnr Vadai was waiting at the car parking lot for me with a menancing look lol. Snuggle with in bed as I explained bout my trip to penang and a promise I be back the next night to sleep with him again.

Left Klang at 3.30am for a morning drive accompanied by Billy Joel. Arrived in Penang, I ned to point out one fact, the last time I checked and and I right, Butterworth is STILL part of Penang. You have island and mainland. sheeesh

Landed at Maybank office bout 7am and had a nice breakfast... the office was kind enough to meet me earlier and go thru the formalities and the inspections. I was forced with the situation that I would have to send the car to Puspakom thru the Maybank appointed agent. Assholes athey made a quick 350 bucks on that. That also meant I had a 2-3 hour window.

By the time Maybank had finished taking pics of the car, running the paperwork thru me and stuff, I handed the keys to the officer and insisted I wanted to be around when they took the car to JPJ.

So what else to do but tour penang with the limited budget i had

What better way then the Ferry

Oh for the record you pay 1.20 for one way and the return is FREE

Penang Trip Part 2

Its been a long long time since I took a Ferry ride...So at the Bank I walked out to the Jetty not far just about 15 minutes,and took the ferry ride...

not that crowded

Lots of ships in the sea... and

in the water there were Jelly fish. My god so many jelly fish and all shapes and aisez... very very BIG ones

Hardly sat down leaning over the railing taking pics and looking at the sea easing my mind

Penang Trip part 3

Penang was extremely sunny and hot. Walk about in png was as simple as looking in Perangin Mall since it was early at 10am there was nothing much to do. Wanted to meet Plunkie but he was working finally plan to meet T for tea. So Jalan Jalan around Png and the jeti and then back to the bank

After heading to the bank and paying for the car insurance and road tax and stuf and getting instruction how the seller should sign the docs I headed out of Png towards Juru shell to get some sleep before my tea and journey back.

There are some nice trees in the Juru area to get some nice sleep. Mind you it does hurt the back.

This is a place you should check out, at Juru a place called auto city so many makan shops, classy joints, from japanese restaurants, to korean restaurants...

me looks into me wallet hmmmm goes for the most affordable joint ....Old town of course hahaha

After completing the payments, handover and financial matter I stated to head back. A punishing drive that resulted me reaching Klang at 11pm only, the nice thing was Jnr Vadai waited up for me with a nice cup of coffee. Yummmm WORTH IT

Interesting

Preception

Assumption

Ignorance

A woman in the doctor’s waiting room natters on about the weather, oblivious to the fact that no one’s really listening. Maybe she’s a chatterbox. Or maybe she’s terminally ill.

A man stands in line at the bank, frowning to himself. Maybe he’s overdrawn. Or maybe when he gets home he’ll tell his wife he no longer loves her.

A child on the swing in the playground wears long sleeves, though it’s the height of summer. Maybe her mother is overprotective. Or maybe her mother beats her black-and-blue.

The husband in bed turns to face you. He may be thinking only of you. Or he may be thinking only of your closest friend.

The man on the treadmill next to yours at the gym runs as fast as he can, turning his iPod’s volume up as high as it will go. Maybe he can’t lose those last five pounds. Or maybe he can’t get rid of the image of that woman he met at the bar, and can’t drown out her screams.

And you: Maybe you know yourself. Or maybe you don’t.

Gout = Pain!!!!

Gout was traditionally viewed as a disease of the decadent and indolent, because the foods which contribute to its development were only available in quantity to the wealthy. The stereotypical victim was a lazy, obese middle-aged man who habitually overindulged in rich foods and alcohol, with port wine consumption often cited as a specific cause. This stereotype is especially evident when gout is referred to as "The Disease of Kings".

Gout is a result of High Uric Asid.. hmmmmmm.. a waste product that occurs naturally occurring within the body, rises above normal levels. Rather than being flushed by the kidneys and through the urine, as it normally is, it forms crystals and deposits in the joints.

And the joints will Hurt!!

Secrets

We all have secrets. We all have parts of ourselves that we don’t share with anyone else. But when do these veiled truths become destructive? What drives a person to live a double life? Why would a soccer dad by day become a pimp by night? Or why would a law-abiding woman in her 50s have another “self” who shoplifts?

Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?
— from The Shadow (1930–54)

We all have secrets; we live and breathe them every day. We may not know what one another’s secrets are, but we know they’re there. They’re always there, invisible presences in everyone’s lives, the subtext beneath the text, the almost uttered but then swallowed sentence, the cryptic, fleeting expression on someone’s face. Humankind’s basic needs are food, water, and shelter, but secrets aren’t too far down the list of essentials. They provide a safe haven that allows us the freedom to explore who we are, to establish an identity that is uniquely our own. But even the deepest secrets can also be shared; they are the currency of close relationships, the coin of exclusivity, sometimes the key to love itself.

Thru life we all have secrets, form our best friends, from our families but at times when it becomes too much we rather confide in strangers then in those close to us. We hold on to the belief keeping these secrets would result in the betterment of the situation. We guard it with our lives and carry it to our grave.... and some... Thru our journey we go into deals, promises, agreements, to keep our end of the bargain, our word is our honor, we dun babble or blurt out even in the face of the worst adversary.

Some secrets are between friends, things you just dont tell no matter how society perceives you, some secret are between some family members that you both carry to each other gravers. Point is, if it s a secret that it shall remain as such if you convicted the belief. No power on earth can remove or shake that conviction.

ITS is not for people to understand, figure out or deduce but merely to accept and move on

Saturday, July 21, 2007

The Killer Virus

There is a dangerous virus being passed around electronically, orally, and by hand.

This virus is called Worm-Overload-Recreational-Killer (WORK).

If you received WORK from any of your colleagues, your boss, or anyone else via any means DO NOT TOUCH IT. This virus will wipe out your private life completely.

If you should come into contact with WORK put your jacket on and take two good friends to the nearest grocery store.

Purchase the antidote known as Work-Isolating-Neutralizer-Extract (WINE) or Bothersome-Employer-Elimination -Rebooter (BEER).

Take the antidote repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system.

You should forward this warning to 5 friends.

If you do not have 5 friends, you have already been infected and WORK is controlling your life.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Ironic Email - Very

1. The nice men are ugly.

2. The handsome men are not nice.

3. The handsome and nice men are gay.

4. The handsome, nice, and heterosexual men are married.

5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money.

6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money.

7. The handsome men without money are after our money.

8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough.

9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have no money, are cowards.

10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have money and thank God are straight, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!

11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative.

NOW...WHO THE HELL UNDERSTANDS MEN?!?! -

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Guess what Landed in the office today

slurp!!!!

nice, sweet, mmmmmm

Maintainance

As with any object used as a colletoral maintainance of it is a necessity and importance so off I drove to get this done with since it was long over due, basically the carburetor and wiring