One of the FRESH injuries I get from diving. This is the worst, located on my right hip :)
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Life is F***ing unfair
A serial rapist can escape death sentence
trials after trials
I hate lawyers
while ordinary people
who
lead a healthy lifestyle
climb through the ladders of success
and gave the best education for his kids
as a school dropout
he knows the importance of it
even as a strong believer in karma
I don't feel any
RATIONALE
nor
JUSTICE
behind all these unfairness
Cancer
Screw you
he doesn't deserve any of these
at a young age of 45
look at how young his kids are
the eldest is only 14 years old
and the youngest
is only THREE
ArE yOu InSaNe Or WhAt?!
ripping up his family apart
for no f***ing reason AT ALL
Last time
I used to think
what I want to do
after I graduate
from my pharmacy course
I hate businessman
money money money
that's what all they think about
exploitation
moral deviation
now I know
what I want to do
I'm gonna get into research field
like Dr. Chin
and find medications
to cure diseases
from creating unwanted tears
R.I.P
Cousin Low
I'll get you back your justice
and that
is a promise
Sign
William Shak
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Day 58 (Saturday) Part 1/2
I always lack proper sleep whenever staying overnight at Kok Choon’s place. However, it wasn’t because of the chilly temperature (air con… ._.) anymore. We had to get up at 5.30a.m and he drove (without parents’ permission for the first time lol) all the way back to Seri Petaling to fetch daughter. Then we rushed all the way back to Kanna and makan breakfast -.-
16 of us (me, Wei Jiat, Guan Huan, Mun Hon, Ka Fai, Darren, Jian Shen, Ethan, Kok Choon, Kwan Seng, Yu Bin, Hock Eu, Kimberley, Chye Leng, Ru Yan and Stephenie) were split into 11 and 5 into the rented van and Kwan Seng’s car respectively, and travelled agak-agak-ly to the University of Nottingham’s campus at Semenyih.
Fortunately, we arrived earlier than expected, though the captain’s meeting wasn’t actually anything important that cannot be missed -.- after a brief team warm-up, our first match against team Carebears (eventual runner-up >_>) was minutes underway. We got ourselves a comfortable 3 points lead after they equalized our first point. Then somehow our team’s defense was within their control – being sliced apart and pinpointing our weaker defensive area to score 6 points, and thus losing the game 4-7 -.-!! I think our offensive play were kinda predictable at the later stage =/
We had our second match against team Oops 2, consecutively ._. Basically, we just marked their man and wait for a turnover to counter them (energy drained previously ._.), as we were given lots of space with our pace. There was a time in the game where my body would normally react involuntary to dive whenever the disc falls within my defensive range. Had I never hesitated, I might be able to land earlier and avoid the stomping on my left hand. The excruciating pain at that very instant was quickly overshadowed by my fear of any possible tendon or ligament tore, or, worse, and worst, bone fractured. Luckily the ice bag Wei Jiat hastily brought to me was able to cease the gushing blood from those small punctures on my injured hand.
It was then I noticed that we have 1 extra person by our sideline lol.
Watching Sophia treating Mun Hon like her very own husband (comfort him while he was down, brought him her homemade lunch, shield him with her own umbrella while both of them were by the sideline, and even massage his aching shoulder *jealous-nya*) was like looking at a flashback in reality.
Team Nilai University College was our third opponent. The game was practically… boring -.- other than short passes within a clump of players, there were also few other playing style that totally FAILED to threaten our defense. I even slacked for a few moments to increase the challenge in marking my man >_> both game ended with a winning score line of 8-2 (I think…)
The last match in our pool was against the Martin-Mullen-led KBU team. We were convinced that, if we can’t take ‘em down, our team’s chances of getting into the semi-final round would be very slim. Martin, as usual, being the nucleus of their lineup, was our main target to be blocked off. It worked pretty well initially – we went 2 points up. But our ego (always as >_>) and Martin’s play in utilizing our defensive weak point (from observing our match against team Carebears perhaps) quickly brought the game leveled again. Eventually, they managed to level again, then overturn our next point and won us by 5-4. I remember the last point was an unexpected 90 degrees throw by Martin, which was caught by the player I was marking zzzzzzzz….
Somehow I still feel that we should’ve clinch the victory easily over a much weakened KBU side, if we were to follow our plan and obstruct the boss instead of the minnows -.-
16 of us (me, Wei Jiat, Guan Huan, Mun Hon, Ka Fai, Darren, Jian Shen, Ethan, Kok Choon, Kwan Seng, Yu Bin, Hock Eu, Kimberley, Chye Leng, Ru Yan and Stephenie) were split into 11 and 5 into the rented van and Kwan Seng’s car respectively, and travelled agak-agak-ly to the University of Nottingham’s campus at Semenyih.
Fortunately, we arrived earlier than expected, though the captain’s meeting wasn’t actually anything important that cannot be missed -.- after a brief team warm-up, our first match against team Carebears (eventual runner-up >_>) was minutes underway. We got ourselves a comfortable 3 points lead after they equalized our first point. Then somehow our team’s defense was within their control – being sliced apart and pinpointing our weaker defensive area to score 6 points, and thus losing the game 4-7 -.-!! I think our offensive play were kinda predictable at the later stage =/
We had our second match against team Oops 2, consecutively ._. Basically, we just marked their man and wait for a turnover to counter them (energy drained previously ._.), as we were given lots of space with our pace. There was a time in the game where my body would normally react involuntary to dive whenever the disc falls within my defensive range. Had I never hesitated, I might be able to land earlier and avoid the stomping on my left hand. The excruciating pain at that very instant was quickly overshadowed by my fear of any possible tendon or ligament tore, or, worse, and worst, bone fractured. Luckily the ice bag Wei Jiat hastily brought to me was able to cease the gushing blood from those small punctures on my injured hand.
It was then I noticed that we have 1 extra person by our sideline lol.
Watching Sophia treating Mun Hon like her very own husband (comfort him while he was down, brought him her homemade lunch, shield him with her own umbrella while both of them were by the sideline, and even massage his aching shoulder *jealous-nya*) was like looking at a flashback in reality.
Team Nilai University College was our third opponent. The game was practically… boring -.- other than short passes within a clump of players, there were also few other playing style that totally FAILED to threaten our defense. I even slacked for a few moments to increase the challenge in marking my man >_> both game ended with a winning score line of 8-2 (I think…)
The last match in our pool was against the Martin-Mullen-led KBU team. We were convinced that, if we can’t take ‘em down, our team’s chances of getting into the semi-final round would be very slim. Martin, as usual, being the nucleus of their lineup, was our main target to be blocked off. It worked pretty well initially – we went 2 points up. But our ego (always as >_>) and Martin’s play in utilizing our defensive weak point (from observing our match against team Carebears perhaps) quickly brought the game leveled again. Eventually, they managed to level again, then overturn our next point and won us by 5-4. I remember the last point was an unexpected 90 degrees throw by Martin, which was caught by the player I was marking zzzzzzzz….
Somehow I still feel that we should’ve clinch the victory easily over a much weakened KBU side, if we were to follow our plan and obstruct the boss instead of the minnows -.-
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Day 57 (Friday)
I couldn’t even imagine how to travel by any public transport to Kok Choon’s place with a cotton sheath cooler box, bag full of clothes, shoebag and a plastic bad loading 6 PMR books (as request by Kok Choon for his teaching reference materials) along, if it wasn’t thanks to my mom’s volunteer to offer me a ride.
The journey to MidValley wasn’t as bad as Kok Choon’s mom criticism about his driving skills, though I really dislike his braking skills (kind of jerky) -.- his mom had a brief conversation with me outside MetroJaya’s changing room about relationship stuff while we were waiting for him to try his jacket. Apparently his parents had 7 years of long distance relationship experience, with only letters as their communication tool (at that technology-less time >_>). His mom stated that FAITH is their key in holding their love bond.
1 carton (12) + 3 bottles of 1.5 litres 100 plus (for each of the 15 players in the tourney squad) and 15 bananas at MidValley Carrefour cost us RM52.35. The fact that I can still remember so clearly of the exact amount, is because Kok Choon paid for the exact amount -.- With all the notes and coins (few reds and greens, LOTS of blues, and a combination of round shape >_>) used, he only left 40 sens in his wallet (luckily we didn’t went by bus -.-).
By then it was already too late for us to join CHS ultimate training, plus the sudden rain which invaded the innocent pitch. So Ethan had every ninos present gathered at school canteen to discuss about his analysis about our pool’s opponent’s strength and weakness, including ours*h*i captain who spend thousands in travelling fees just to spend 1 day back here competing with us, instead of being a good boy at US >_>
The journey to MidValley wasn’t as bad as Kok Choon’s mom criticism about his driving skills, though I really dislike his braking skills (kind of jerky) -.- his mom had a brief conversation with me outside MetroJaya’s changing room about relationship stuff while we were waiting for him to try his jacket. Apparently his parents had 7 years of long distance relationship experience, with only letters as their communication tool (at that technology-less time >_>). His mom stated that FAITH is their key in holding their love bond.
1 carton (12) + 3 bottles of 1.5 litres 100 plus (for each of the 15 players in the tourney squad) and 15 bananas at MidValley Carrefour cost us RM52.35. The fact that I can still remember so clearly of the exact amount, is because Kok Choon paid for the exact amount -.- With all the notes and coins (few reds and greens, LOTS of blues, and a combination of round shape >_>) used, he only left 40 sens in his wallet (luckily we didn’t went by bus -.-).
By then it was already too late for us to join CHS ultimate training, plus the sudden rain which invaded the innocent pitch. So Ethan had every ninos present gathered at school canteen to discuss about his analysis about our pool’s opponent’s strength and weakness, including our
Day 56 (Thursday)
I knew that from my almost instantaneous reaction of agreement towards the gang’s suggestion to spend the wee hours at cyber café, it was a pure evidence of void within me. Even Her voice in Her last phone call before the takeoff has never been such vividly. I drove the gang back to KL with much of my own unexplainable feelings being pushed behind my reasonable thoughts.
The return journey just took us 1 pit stop to reach back my place, though it was already almost 2.30a.m. So we could only have 3 hours of Left4Dead2 3 versus 3. Then after dropping off Hock Eu (who substituted Jian Shen for the retun trip), Yu Bin and Kok Choon at the 7-11 outlet outside CHS, sending K a Fai and Mun Hon back to his home and Seri Petaling LRT station respectively, I finally got to sleep (for 9 hours from 7.30a.m), after being awake for exactly 23 and a half hour @.@
At least the never-ending Ninos planning stuff for the upcoming Nottingham Ultimate Open with Ethan through MSN was sufficient to keep me occupied from contemplating my own conflicts.
The return journey just took us 1 pit stop to reach back my place, though it was already almost 2.30a.m. So we could only have 3 hours of Left4Dead2 3 versus 3. Then after dropping off Hock Eu (who substituted Jian Shen for the retun trip), Yu Bin and Kok Choon at the 7-11 outlet outside CHS, sending K a Fai and Mun Hon back to his home and Seri Petaling LRT station respectively, I finally got to sleep (for 9 hours from 7.30a.m), after being awake for exactly 23 and a half hour @.@
At least the never-ending Ninos planning stuff for the upcoming Nottingham Ultimate Open with Ethan through MSN was sufficient to keep me occupied from contemplating my own conflicts.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Day 55 (Wednesday)
It must’ve been one of those days where the importance of an event alone could alter the normal dimension of time before its beginning. Every second of my working hours seemed to tick by as impatiently as I was. I even showed no sympathy at all to their bullshit claim about lacking manpower by rejecting their ‘request’ (more like forcing -.-) to work until 11pm (it was 7.30pm already) with a rather sullen expression =/ I texted the guys to get ready while I rushed back home to have my dinner with Mun Hon.
Ka Fai and Yu Bin were already at 7-11 when we arrived, followed by Kok Choon (whom I expect to be the earliest to show up since he lives the nearest -.-). Then we had to wait until minutes before 9pm before taking off, no thanks to Jian Shen’s delay at TTC zzz…
It was just a half an hour ride before we had to take a break at a pit stop for half an hour to let my Proton ‘Wira’ (ironic name huh ._.) cool down, because the last time it let my family down (while we were travelling up North to Penang to attend my elder sister’s university graduation convocation), it cost my dad RM1300 just for the maintenance fees -.- So I wouldn’t take any chance in risking, not even Yu Bin’s constant teasing at the antique he was riding on throughout the journey could flinch my cautious measure >_>
We continued our journey to LCCT by just following the arrowhead on the signboard along the highway. Then the four-wheeled finally gave in around 10.30pm and we had to make an emergency stop beside the highway. While we were enjoying the night breeze (so as the heating engine), She called up and informed us that She was already there - half an hour earlier than the SkyBus schedule (Hock Eu too, who went on the same bus as Her after we last saw him before departing -.-). Another 20 minutes or so, and we finally made it =.=
Viewing the once familiar grand entrance, it brought back sad memory of mine which saw the reluctant me checked in at this very place for my National Service at Bau, Sarawak almost 2 years ago. Ignoring the brief spasm of emotion, we went searching for Her, and eventually gather together (Crystal + 2 girl friends + our boy gang + Her dad o.o) at the nearby McDonald place.
Almost an hour of photo session (which I normally would avoid lol) and bidding farewell chats, their dad already started to urge them to go through to the boarding place (not even 12.30a.m also) ._. thesuper creative gang then decided to form a line in front of us (Her dad in front) as the screening wall, and we of course took our chance to have our last touch of lips. More hugs and wishes from the gang, and everything went blank as I saw Her waving Her last goodbye before disappearing from our sight.
I could neither describe how I was feeling at that moment, nor predict what I would feel in the future. But one thing I’m sure of – I will always love You, even far across the distance =)
a gift from Her =)
Ka Fai and Yu Bin were already at 7-11 when we arrived, followed by Kok Choon (whom I expect to be the earliest to show up since he lives the nearest -.-). Then we had to wait until minutes before 9pm before taking off, no thanks to Jian Shen’s delay at TTC zzz…
It was just a half an hour ride before we had to take a break at a pit stop for half an hour to let my Proton ‘Wira’ (ironic name huh ._.) cool down, because the last time it let my family down (while we were travelling up North to Penang to attend my elder sister’s university graduation convocation), it cost my dad RM1300 just for the maintenance fees -.- So I wouldn’t take any chance in risking, not even Yu Bin’s constant teasing at the antique he was riding on throughout the journey could flinch my cautious measure >_>
We continued our journey to LCCT by just following the arrowhead on the signboard along the highway. Then the four-wheeled finally gave in around 10.30pm and we had to make an emergency stop beside the highway. While we were enjoying the night breeze (so as the heating engine), She called up and informed us that She was already there - half an hour earlier than the SkyBus schedule (Hock Eu too, who went on the same bus as Her after we last saw him before departing -.-). Another 20 minutes or so, and we finally made it =.=
Viewing the once familiar grand entrance, it brought back sad memory of mine which saw the reluctant me checked in at this very place for my National Service at Bau, Sarawak almost 2 years ago. Ignoring the brief spasm of emotion, we went searching for Her, and eventually gather together (Crystal + 2 girl friends + our boy gang + Her dad o.o) at the nearby McDonald place.
Almost an hour of photo session (which I normally would avoid lol) and bidding farewell chats, their dad already started to urge them to go through to the boarding place (not even 12.30a.m also) ._. the
I could neither describe how I was feeling at that moment, nor predict what I would feel in the future. But one thing I’m sure of – I will always love You, even far across the distance =)
a gift from Her =)
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