It's always darkest before dawn...

In the past 24 hours, I've driven from KL to Malacca, slept, then drove from Malacca to Singapore to play a soccer match.

Now I'm just exhausted. Driving in Malaysia was not as gratifying as they claim it to be. I took over the wheel yesterday at Machap after breakfast and happily flitted between 120 and 150kmh until THE ROADBLOCK. Clocked doing 132kmh on the highway and now a hefty fine to pay on my maiden drive in our neighbouring country. After that of course lesson learnt, made it to Malacca for some really bland and unappetising lunch before heading to KL for a cousin's wedding. At midnight I struggled to keep awake and returned to Malacca safely. PHEW.

The only time I wasn't sleepy while driving was after brunch on the way to JB from Melaka. Woohoo! I guess I might be making more road trips up north.

Why does it send an electric pulse through me? Waste of time.

Should start on The IT Crowd Season 1 soon. New series to watch when everything else in not on TV.

So third place is achieved. Alhamdullilah. Honours clinched with my good friends and a pretty fitting finale. Alas I didn't get the goal I wanted. If I'd started the game, the penalty would obviously be one. Heh. Hopefully more exciting seasons to come. School tourney up next. Time to recover from this cough asap and pump the fitness levels once again.

So far, the two songs I've heard similarly titled as this entry are wonderful in my humble opinion. First was John Mayer's. Now Sara Bareilles comes along with her new single. Magnifique.



10 days I was there, and now I'm home. Dubai was a beautiful place. The sweltering heat from the scorching sun was mere punishment for the riches there. Of course that's only one part of Dubai. Now that's past, and I'll store the memories under lock and key in the corners of my mind. Home is feeling incomplete without father and brother. They're both wishing they were home, and so are we. Maybe my aunt was right. The people in this house are kept together by 'gravity'. We revolve around each other like stars to a planet and all seek shelter back to this place called home time and again. It's not right when one leaves for an extended period to a faraway place. Hah. Poor bro. I hope he's strong enough to pull through these months.

It makes me not want to stay in hall next semester though I've been allowed to choose my room as early as tomorrow. Monday. Tsk tsk. Oh plus financial considerations. So expensive. However results have proven I study better in hall. I guess the money's worth paying for better grades.

My stash from overseas: haversack, jeans, shoes, 2 tees, shirt and souvenirs. According to my calculation, that's close to 300 SGD. DAMN.

10 days or so since I touched a football. Tomorrow's the crunch match. Winning is the least we can aim. Allez X-S.

Singh gave me news today. Somehow unsurprising, but still unbelievable. Oh well, what are we to do but carry on in life. This has to be talked out with Khair.

I feel like I haven't accomplished much this holidays. Tsk tsk tsk. Still time for rectification.




Monday shall answer the question we've been waiting for with bated breath. Mastura Ahmad or Amy Mastura?

PLEASE LET IT BE THE LATTER.

Its the end of my second day here.

Went to the beach here (just 200 metres max. from the place I'm residing in) this afternoon, and I honestly cannot remember the last time I tasted seawater so salty that it stings your nose and throat if it gets in. I was hoping for cool water but when I dipped in, The Singh was right for once, well almost: the water was extremely warm. The Singh said it'll be boiling. Nevertheless, awesome sea. Lapping up the waves in the shallow water; relaxing.

Chilled at Starbucks (they're 3 of 'em in this entire row of shops) and watched fancy cars and bikes zoom past. OOH. How can I forget the fancy fancy people too. Haha. Nose sharp enough to cut my strawberry cheesecake, well-defined features and an amazing behind that could melt my caramel frappucino. Oh, that's just one person. =D

Yesterday, went to work with The Old Man. The monorail costs 15 Durham: approximately 7 SGD cos the rate's like Ringgit. For a flat rate to only 4 stations, it's insanely expensive. As with most things else here. Minus cars. I heard motorbikes cost more than cars. Sheesh. So disappointing. Saw my first Honda car here just now. Everything else is Continental or  American. Many Toyotas though. Audis, Hummers, Aston Martins, Ferraris...you name it.

AHH, this is holiday indeed.

If any of you have money to spare and need a suggestion for a honeymoon vacation, this MIGHT be it. Come in 5 years time, maybe there'll be more to see.

Woohoo! One academic year cleared, and thankfully I'm coping. Alhamdullilah.

Dubai is almost 100% confirmed. Can't wait to see my Dad (and psycho him to allow me to get a new ride). Haha. I'm being unfair. Staying in hall for another year is sure to cost a bomb, provided I get my place. If I don't, I don't know what I'm going to do.

What a semester the last has been. I guess all the victories came after calamity from the first sem. I can only keep trying for better semesters to come.

Caught up with old friends just now at a friend's Dad's wake. Hope he tides through. Anyways, I envy those who are supporting themselves while schooling (or  not). I enjoyed being financially independent (in NS) and that was possibly what enticed me to sign-on. Well, obviously it didn't happen and I'm not one to look back and regret. Now, I'm financially-dependent again and I yearn for the power and "freedom" of having my own money to spend. I'm proud to say that I paid for both my first and second motor-bikes. The likelihood of me buying a Duke Monster now is just.... not very possible. Hah. I hope more opportunities come my way. Time to make good use of myself.

From that paragraph I realised my main point of wanting to support myself is to buy a bike. Well, not entirely true cos I'd actually love to ease the burden off my parents. I can't stand it when I always make a conscious effort to not splurge and my younger brother drives the family car around and depends on people to top-up. Spends money like he earns it.

At first I didn't know whether to be glad or sad that he's off for 6 months to work and sail onboard a ship. It's been delayed time and again since he finished  Poly and now he's leaving the same day we're flying to Dubai. Well then I probably wouldn't miss him as much until I return to my room and realise I'm alone in it. That's a good thing. Room to myself = neater and cleaner. Can stay up late and read a book in bed cos he won't be around to insist on switching the lights off when he wants to sleep. And no more surprises whenever he forgets to flush the fucking toilet. DAMN. Thats number one on peeve my list.

Well, I might miss having someone around to DOTA with. And argue with. Do the family chauffeuring duties. Help me with computer stuff. Be irritating and not funny.

I guess thats life. Hope he fulfils his ambition to captain a ship and earn megabigbucks and buy me a Duke. HAHA.

Sleep in tomorrow morning. Wake up for football. Dinner. Lepak. AHHH...

When Ben Affleck proposed to Jen Aniston, I couldn't stop smiling. A great movie to catch whether you're a hopeless romantic or a deluded person. That female lead Gigi kept getting on my nerves though. Justin Long was the cool guy as usual, not gay like he was in Zack and Miri.

That was a looooong 2 hours.

Time to fall asleep thinking of more Teh Jokes.

Do I go to Dubai?
 What about X-S and 3rd place?
And Redang?

Save money?
Or be there with/ for my mom and bro?

I need to work to earn money.
Theres TIG to play, still.

I think I just had the best run of days in quite a long while. Really amazing. WOHOO!!! After days of boredom, I'm grateful. Just hope it tops off with a great match tomorrow.

Jasper just asked me online if Farrell sells hair products. Must have inferred from my FB wall post. I said yes. HAHAHA.

Anyways, it all started on Thurday morning. Went to Macritchie for a run. Supposed to run for an hour we ended up running for almost 2. Supposed to run a loop to end at Macritchie again, we ended up at Upper Thomson Road. The running buddy decided he's had enough and we took a cab back to Macritchie. HAHA. Don't WTF me. It was around 10km after a long period of not running. Went to "swim" and chill out right after that. Perfectly tiring but still managed to DOTA after that.

Then met Fah on Friday to just lepak @ Starbucks and boy she surprised me with the best birthday presents ever. HAHA. Albeit belatedly belated. Thanks! Celebrated Fau's bday after that and stuffed myself silly. Brother picked me up to go home with some Chinese chick in the front seat. Sneaky guy. Though I really don't think he followed my lead. Really. Haha.

Today was a little more happening being treated like VIP @ a Red Bull event. Helped a friend do crowd control @ the Flyer for the Red Bull X-Fighters show, which is some crazy motorcross stunt stuff. Rushed there straight after 5 hours under the sun doing sandcastles. Once I got the crew passes, it was dope hanging around Aide Iskandar, Paula Malai Ali and a totally random lost-looking minah who walked around the whole place alone looking lost and talking to the randomest guys. From Angmoh to Mat. Weird shit but Eng definitely couldn't take his tiny Chinese eyes off her.

Got autographs, drank freeflow Red Bull, ate cheese sandwiches and watched crazy stunts by insane riders (backflips to can-cans but no lazyboys) all while getting paid is a rewarding experience all thanks to my buddy D. Amazing how they did with such small ramps.

But of course the shifts guarding the VIP restroom area, handling mats who urgently need to use the toilets, were a little troublesome but nothing we can't handle (by not really handling).

So United have won the title. I think Asou-Ekotto is EPL's best left-back this season. I thought he was shite the first time I saw him play way back early in the season. Now he's just amazing since I saw him contain Ronaldo when they matched up in the League Cup Final, I think.

Found Claire-Jedrek's blog and it looks...sad, to say the least. Oh, she was hosting just now with Rod Monteiro for the event. Did oh-kay ah, though she sounds like she has some made-up accent. Definitely can brush up on her emceeing skills. Haha. PLUS point, she rides an Aprilia RS125 (jealous Dan? haha.) So just imagining that makes her uber hot on my list.

Okay I finally updated. Now to update my hilariously evil conversation with Jasper about Farrell selling Korean hair products on the team blog, and then I'll sleep well. Adieu.
 

i think it's going to rain. hopefully something light cos we're playing a match against members of Fake Madrid tomorrow morning.

Anyways exams are finally over (hurrah!) and I strolled around town today with good friends. Tried ice-cream from Marvelous Cream (yeah it's spelled that way) and I guess it was pretty good. Nothing spectacular though. Played more charades til late into the night and as I alighted from the MRT, I laid eyes on the coolest girl EVER. I told my friend there and then I was going to talk to her. 

I NEVER DID.

The only thing that comforts me is that probably it was just not meant to be and well, Liverpool won!

OK Fine, I'm a douche.

I'm finally quite sure I've recovered from that gastric/ mild food poisoning/ fever-related sickness. Phew. Took the killer physics paper today where everyone stepped out of the hall complaining. I heard "study so much also no use/ i didn't do 30 marks dei!/ hope i don't re-sit this/ re-sit ah!/ si liao" and the odd i-knew-everyone-wouldn't-be-able-to-do-it-that's-why-i-didn't-study smirk.

2 more to go.

Just watched Chuck Season 2 Finale and I am at a loss of superlatives for the series. If there's going to be a season 3, it's bound to eclipse season 2. Amazing stuff.

I'm not going to watch Chelsea-Barca tonight.
I'm not going to watch Chelsea-Barca tonight.
I'm not going to watch Chelsea-Barca tonight.
I'm not going to watch Chelsea-Barca tonight.
I'm not going to watch Chelsea-Barca tonight.


I shall go back to maths.

While...

She sounds like Ingrid with a little Norah and Cranberries with some smooth tunes.
Malaysia boleh!

I'm in love with Yuna's compositions. Sigh....

I thought Mr. Po Chai was THE man. But I guess only sort of. Those damn pills did plug the flow but it hasn't helped much in alleviating the pain from my stomach. Yes yes I suffer stomach cramps like a menstrual woman. I don't even know how painful theirs are.

Mine hurts as if Ron Jeremy's detached manhood just sliced through it.

Pain = sleep. Wake up = no pain. Minutes later...pain. Tahan awhile...no pain.

Who said no pain, no gain? Cannot study anything AT ALL. Everyday I feel like cutting open my stomach to see just what the hell is wrong with it. I don't even know whats the source of my sickness. I'm about to finish the prescribed medication and it obviously does not seem to be fucking working. If I ever see that doctor again outside.....

And I haven't seen another doctor because, I think they're gonna think I'm fucking joking again.

I'm just waiting for one day where I wake up and suddenly feel no more pain in my stomach for the rest of the day. Unfortunately, today was not it.

I didn't know bad doctors exist. Unfortunately, they do and I just visited one. He thinks I'm lying about my condition and now I'm stomach-cramping and fever-raging as I valiantly fight to take my first paper at 9am today. God, save me.

The fever and cramps come and go, and I'm constantly living in fear of their next coming.

Please please make this pathetic feeling go away.

I don't know whether to be grateful that I'm sick for the papers that I can score in, instead of for those that I'm gonna struggle to complete.

UGH.

There's enough chocolate to paint my body brown with me now. Bought 2 bags, then a friend bought me some more from Aussie-land and now I'm extremely high on cocoa and happier than ever.

And then there's the free ticket to Qalbu, which I'm not sure I'd utilise. Probably will, it's all dependent.

Tomorrow's a public holiday. Time to catch up on work and go home.

I should start making a list of things to do after exams. Its going to be fantastic.

I really want to blog but can you bloody believe it? I think  I've hardly any time to spare.

Which brings me to the point: We are the champions!



Goodstuff. I've been blessed to win two trophies on either side of NS. Heh. Thank God.

Ahh, will talk about this maybe when I'm not tired. Which is never, these days.

when was the last time Liverpool fans were still hoping at this stage of the season?

Probably when this cheer was still ringing around Anfield: Who let the reds out? Hou- Houllier!

Anyways, Liverpool this season has been nothing short of exciting and anyone who thinks they should be in a better position, please send your resumes to Merseyside for Benitez to use as toilet paper. Idiots.

They're leading 5-0 at Aston Villa as I'm typing this, which could psyche the Villans up for the next game against a depleted United side. Or otherwise. Haha.

I, on the other hand, am knackered. The referee for today's match is total fucktard and should be kicked in the face so hard that his teeth comes out of his eye sockets. I got tackled from behind, got my legs taken off me, smashed up in mid-air when winning headers and got a nice huge stomp on my right foot which effectively ended my contribution to the game. And he said I complain too much. I swear I'm too patient sometimes. I should've murdered him. Whats the use of a referee if he doesn't protect players on the pitch?

Lesson in life: Stop playing when you get a referee like that. Just single the fucker so hard he cries even before hitting the ground. Why didn't I think of that just now?!

HAHAHA. The commentators were showing Benitez's reactions after every goal and HE NEVER CELEBRATES! 5 goals and not one celebration. Its almost impossible. HAHAHA.

I think staying in hall is unhealthy for me. I skip meals. Sleep late. And live life on a case-by-case basis.

just like computing.
switch, case, break;

Met a friend, my former PS from NS, just now. After such a long time. He said I look way thinner. And he did gain some weight. Its true ah, I was at my ideal weight in unit. Much more healthy. Now I shoulder barge people on the field thinking I can take one back. Actually I can ah. Heh. Used to do weights after training. Now work just keeps accumulating. I need to pile on the pounds during this holidays. GYM!

Anyways, at this rate, I don't think I'm gonna gain weight as the exams draw nearer. Later nights. Longer days. Fully-occupied time. I really need to make time for myself. The past 2 days I just went to sleep after class ends at 5pm til 7.

Why do we study?
For the sake of studying.

Anws, my friend treated me to sushi and man I hate wasabi. The arsehole insisted I put it into my soy sauce. Like taking a shot up the nasal cavity straight into the brain. Which gives me an idea. Wasabi up someones nose for his birthday would sure kick ass. HOHO.

adidas sale this year disappointed. Did not live up to last year but still a million times better than nike. Though I still don't know where nike hires all their model-like salesgirls. DAMN. Bought a pair of awesome light blue women's sneakers which have lacy shoelaces cos like the guy said when he questioned me regarding the size i asked, "don't get me wrong, guys wear ladies' shoes all the time." hahaha.

Another busier than busy weekend beckons. Commitments, promises, events, football and studies.
Saturday is training, rest at home, family time at night, meet-up with old friends.
Sunday I plan to raid adidas one more time, go for the wedding if possible and then slip on the yellow jersey and strap the red Captain's armband around my left bicep with pride as I lead a bunch of misfits into war every single weekend.
I'm lucky to have been blessed with this amount of stuff to do, really.

Here's to a relatively early night. GAH.

p.s. I love my bike to bits. Its been running smooth this week.
p.p.s I suddenly want an R6 again. haha.

hey, hey. Its a horrendous horrendous horrid horrible hoho feeling to hear a loud crash and look in your rearview mirror to realise that the car your friends were in was smashed in. Everytime I recall the incident my heart just drops. A sinking feeling in the cavity where your heart beats life in your chest. It was only yesterday and I'm so thankful that they're all alive and well. What an accident. I shudder as I recollect.

I hope people  handle their vehicles in a safer manner on the road. I can't stand bengs with small souped-up cars who drive like they're in an F1 race & rich people who drive exotic cars thinking they own the road. I admit I sometimes hope they crash but I always immediately take that back. Noone deserves that. But WHY oh why can people only learn from mistakes sometimes? Sigh.

The worst feeling is being the driver. There was nothing anyone could say to RS yesterday. He crashed a car that belonged to possibly his best friend and had endangered the lives of 2 friends in the process. Urgh. I probably would've just sat down and cried just to try and feel better. Haha. To see 3 shocked 19 year olds after an accident behaving the way they did, it was pretty amazing. 

Injury update: the right elbow is not feeling any better whilst the right shoulder is feeling terrible after the rugby session during soccer training. geez.

Anand got a free mud-facial too. Complimentary facial exfoliation siak.

Now as I contemplate just which of my ever-piling assignments to do, I just don't know what I go to school for. Heh.

Okay so Liverpool trashed Real and Manure. They absolutely rock. But the devils are just gonna take the EPL title in the end. AllI know is they don't deserve 5 trophies. A team that does not have the entire world waxing lyrical about their style of football is not worthy of such a title. If theres a team that deserves to end their European dreams, look no further than Merseyside.

when you face one, turn around and find another way to your destination. its the only way to accomplish what you've set to finish.

Man I'm damn tired. Must've been some lactic from yesterday. Finally back to training with the varsity. i think the fact that the finals are so FUCKING far away from the semis makes it so hard to prepare. The fact that we're a University team where everyone is burdened with a heavy workload makes is even worse. Well, with slightly less than a month to go before the final showdown, its time that the entire team works hard together. Fab is a massive example. The guy's S-League material and he comes down for training without fail, unlike some others. Maybe they have their reasons. Thats my role model. All I know is that my jitters have to stop and I've to start working on a kickass run of form to even sniff an appearance on 6th April at Republic Poly.

And its highly unfortunate that the team is confirmed going across the causeway on 21st and 22nd for a short bonding and training weekend. Looks like I'll be missing Syarif's brother's majlis and an X-S game. Oh and hall dance productions, thankfullly. Haha. That's life. "The key to failure is trying to please everybody." Concur.

Of course at the same time not forget my studies. Mid-terms have gone well so far, syukur Alhamdullilah. I really must not waste it.

3 months of insane jackassery awaits after 2 plus more months of hardcore action, with my notes.

Mastering physics anyone?

"A three is all thats good and right,
why must my three keep out of sight..."






Left-footer, 2 right-footed penalties. Nabbed my first ever hat-trick during yesterday's game but what a waste that it had to be marred by minor scuffles. Those mats should really really grow up. Their team-mates were so much more mature and cool-headed and would rather play football. Geez.

I'm still pissing in my pants regarding my last paper. I brought home lotsa stuff but never got down to doing it. Man, I freaking knew it. Though its this Saturday, I've got training and lectures and tutorials and lab and a position paper to work on. Weekends rock as much as they suck. I can still make this semester good.

Abstinence. Self-control. God aid me.

Kinda hooked to Empty seeing it on e's LJ.

AHH. One more paper to go, bliss. Except that the last paper is the subject i'm most ill-prepared for and its in exactly a week's time.

Played 3 games where I got owned every single time. Last one was 90mins, bloody hell. Demoralising. Haha.

Now its raining, means I'm not meeting CRAP at the bike shops nor can I go home. I shall rest and maybe, hopefully, study until its time to leave. Heh.

I've barely had breakfast, nor lunch. Man, I should really sleep.

Ciao.

Oral-Me shavers?! Kinky.

I knew it. I got hooked on Twilight because of Kristen Stewart. She's amazing. I think the past hour was spent watching her give interviews on Youtube. Damn right. I realised I'm not the only one who finds her beyond superlatives after reading all those comments. Haha.

Seriously, she's only 18? She has an amazing vocabulary for an actress (I always think they're not very smart). Heh. And she's gorgeous. I really cannot pinpoint a reason why she's amazing, but she is. Maybe its the nonchalant look she portrays ALL the time. In Twilight even. I gotta watch Speak, they said she was good in it.

Was asked to play in a tournament on Saturday but what a pity, I've to work. Stayin' in hall is not cheap.

In the mean time, I've to return to reality. Physics, to be exact.

Oh damn, sleep and watch Liverpool?