respect the ball

the ball is round, it has many faces. no matter what you can do with it, you must respect it first for it to respect you. respect the ball for it will hit you the hardest when you underestimate it, and it will not forgive you for your error in judgement. the ball will not wait for you. the ball will not chase after you, you will chase after the ball. when the ball is alive, you keep it alive. you earn the respect of the ball when you treasure every ball that you get, and work even harder to get back the ball that you lost. once you earn the respect of the ball, there is an infinite array of skills that you can unleash on your opponent using the ball, or feigning the use of the ball. let the opponent know what it means to earn the respect of the ball. let the ball be your saviour. let the ball be your ticket to your destiny. let the ball be your weapon of mass destrucion. let the ball b all. 17

the ball lives on

the team's been a struggle and its still a mammoth hill to climb. down those shakes and build up those fast-twitch muscles. caress the ball like i've never caressed it before. let it float and sail and stick like a magnet to every of my steps. let my lungs run like engine tanks. let speed demons be my assets. let the lion aura evolve through my every move. no matter how disillusioned we sometimes feel, there's still a long way ahead and it's good to start by focussing on one thing at a time. the ball never dies. 17

theresa and fairuz.... we almost called our og FaiTher... like fighter :)

Tzerruph lets fly!!!!

tzerruph! we like it... tzerruph! we want some more...

~taupok

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selamat hari raya aidiladha~!

Today is Hari Raya Haji or Hari Raya Aidiladha. Somehow it has lost some of its significance to Muslim Singaporeans, especially youths, who would only see it as just another holiday. It is like a welcome rest, a short one-day off from the hectic pace of school. But that was not the case a few years ago, when any hari raya, not just hari raya aidilfitri, was celebrated with so much anticipation in the days leading up to it, and with a lot of vigour and excitement. Not anymore these days, have people got tired of celebrating? Is it because for kids, we do not get any green packets like we do during Hari Raya Puasa? Is it because we do not visit as many houses as we do during Hari Raya Puasa? So we do not meet as many relatives and friends as we do during Hari Raya Puasa? What is the reason? I suppose it is inevitable, a result of circumstances. It has got to do with how little time we seem to have nowadays for our family, even though we are merely students who have no other responsibilities, except to get as good an education as we can possibly achieve. It has got to do with us spending more time with friends than our own flesh and blood. It has got to do with us spending more time with the computer than our own flesh and blood. I am typing this because I am feeling like this right now. I do not feel the spirit of celebration. I do not feel the solemnity of the occasion. I do not feel excited by the whole festivity. Why have I become like this? It is completely different when you are in Mecca. It is entirely a different experience when you are performing the Haj. It is truly intoxicating if you are amongst the hundred thousands or so Pilgrims that are now enduring the severity of ordeals beyond comparison on this earth. It is different when you are that much closer to God. My parents have done it once, when I was in Sec 1. There is a unique romance with Mecca, the kind of peacefulness and serenity somewhat engulf you, and your conscience becomes so clear you just love being there. You become even more grateful to your parents for giving birth to you, for bringing you up the way you did, and for always loving you. You love God even more, just for being able to witness the greatness of his creation, that is, life itself. How can you not love it when all these experience surge through your emotions? I personally would like to experience this, sooner rather than later. It is like a getaway, from all the troubles of this planet. You can never understand it, til you experience it yourself. in aceh, at ground zero, the worst hit area during the tsunami disaster, the only recognisable building left standing was the mosque. and so was the case after a ferocious earthquake hit turkey in the late 1990s. so what are you waiting for? choose your religion now.

My Birthday Celebration

Amacam? See the good the bad and the ugly photos here when the pimps in da house ma'....

aight

AIGHT!!! Its been very irregular blogging for me these days. Not much of a choice when most of the time I dun even have time to finish up my tutorials. That isnt a good sign of course, it shows how lousy my time management skills are. November may sound so far away, but its not, so of course no matter how much i say i'm not worried, i am worried actually. School is good so far. The facilities are excellent actually, except for a few things. 1. NO PRAYER ROOM / MALAY ROOM ?!?! What kind of school is that man? So where do we pray? Under staircases, in dusty corners, etc. Give us a damn room, no matter how small!!! 2. Field can't be used til dunno which month. Please man, that forces us to have trainings at Bishan Park, where the pitch is no different from a sandfly breeding ground. If only we can get to play on the lush greens of Bishan Stadium..... 3. Canteen food still sucks. The vendors are lazy, they close at like 2pm. People have training in school, and training won't start til at least 4pm. By that time, if we are hungry, then we'll just have to starve. What a load of shit. Open your stalls a bit longer and you get extra income and no student will starve. Haiiiii Lecture is good too, because i can understand the things they say and don't need to think too hard yet. But haven't lay my hands at the tutorials yet man, its gonna take a while. The new CT is definitely much better than our dearest HPF. Yup, she's more fun and maybe she's better at teaching GP too. Who knows? Just pray for the best man! A whole new team of reps from my class. The 2 amazing choices are Chang Wen as chem rep and Yan Min as GP Rep. Hahahaha yay they are responsible bcoz we have been getting our notes! The Malay population in RJ J1 Batch is quite large. 29 People or so. But come to think of it, their percentage is smaller than my batch, bcoz their batch happen to be dragon babies. Aight. So far we had quite a fun outing last Saturday at Kopi's house, simple barbecue followed by charades then watching the Singapore-Indonesia match live on TV. Shiok la, thought that most of them enjoyed themselves. We would prob plan for more of such gatherings. Yay keep it tight Mats/Minahs! Woohoohoo I'm 18 and i'm free to club/purchase cigarettes/M18 movies?etc... Yeah right, as if i'm gonna do those things.... :)

woohoohoo

today, a girl from ahsayuni kissed me. shiok!

*rrup[h]!!

what has orientation done to me in 1 week: -skipped dinners like nobody's business -talking to people without actually being able to connect what i say to what is in my mind -hallucinate while walking -falling asleep while reading my mails -GOING ONLINE TO PRINT AND SORT DETAILS OUT AT PAST MIDNITE EVERYNITE -high high high handphone usage -lost my voice each day after regaining it the just the morning when i wake up -skipped training as though i have no nationals to play for -skipped classes as though i have no A levels to do at year's end -walked kilometres in one day just moving from council room to hall and back and forth and back and ... -danced a lot and willing to dance even more -spent all my hari raya money on anything that required money in orientation -climbed so many steps of stairs in school as though i'm a mountain climber -get phonecalls from my mum at 9plus pm and being given the "so-are-you-sleeping-in-school-is-it?" sarcastic remarks -having a friend who fainted one day coz she was simply sick and over-exhausted and over-worked for orientation :( -using the home just like a hotel, to shower and sleep and get changed -using my dad like a chauffeur to send me to school so early when he could have had more sleep -drooping eyebags -and best of all, i have no regrets whatsoever...

rok rok rok mat rok

tzerruph (zirh-roof) will groove man. we will have a good time as an og and theresa and myself, we'll be the coolest ogls around. hah. aiiiiiggghhhtt. izzat turns seventeen today. we gave him a doggie tagg.sweet. today we wore our mat dogggiee tags for first time man, sure looking the part. Oteam takes up a lot of time, even for pumping, so much so that im feeling the drain at not being able to pump as normal. tmr will be hectic again, its our last working day in school. we (ther and me) gotta plan plan plan our og bonding time and she's gonna buy our k'lams and gifts before her thanksgiving dinner and service. and i will get the henna soon and get a blog running soon. ooohh we've got wonderful plans for our amazing race day. shhhhh not telling you! we can't wait to see who the people in our og look like! their names don't ring a bell. so in around 2 days or so, after Singapore hopefully defeats Myanmar, we will finally get to meet our peeps. wooohhoooohoooo. and Mat Table is chopped. First table that you meet when you enter the canteen from the main entrance of the canteen. Its already labelled so if you are not mat, you better scram.

3 points

Match: JJC 1-3 RJC (scorers: Fairuz, then an own goal, then Peiqian) Lineup: Mark, Adzfar, Kinyip, Weifan, Chun Yat, Soo Tet, Geoffrey, Zhihao, Chang Wen, Fairuz, Peiqian Goal no.1 (5 mins) A powerful Geoffrey shot that towards the bottom right hand corner could only be palmed towards me, so I was left with a simple header into an unguarded net. That was my first goal with my head. The celebration afterwards was nice, but Team! We must work on celebration! Goal no.2 (10 mins) We had won a corner i think. Our set-pieces leave much to be desired. But anyway, they failed to clear. Geoffrey picked up a loose ball on the edge of the box. He had 2 or 3 shots. The last one, that shot was pushed away by the keeper onto the leg of his last man, who inadvertently back-heeled into his own goal. Cheers Goal no.3 (70 mins) Geoffrey was on the charge through the middle, sensing that Peiqian was on the heels of their last man, he gave a simple through pass down the centre. Peiqian needed no further invitation. He blasted a solid grounder past the hapless keeper. That was the most beautiful goal today. Yeehah :)

metro cip

Metro CIP Oh well people have come to lament on how others don't wanna donate, or will tend to donate to people of the same race. I don't feel I have anything to add to that. I think what's more important is that I shed some light on 2 completely different points that I have encountered during my brief spell at woodlands metro today. Actually, to say that it was brief was a major understatement. 1. This was superbly enriching. A man in his thirties, maybe even forties, but I suppose the richness of the religion makes him look forever young. He started first by generously donating a healthy sum. Then i was stupid to tell him that he could participate in the lucky draw and get a booklet of vouchers and what not. I should have read the situation better. He clearly was not there to get into some lucky draw. He doesn't believe in luck at all. It must all be achieved thru work. Not just work i suppose, but hard work! He went on to start telling us what is Samawi, that is religion that comes truly from God. There are three: Judaism, Christianity and Islam. The religions arrived on Earth in that order. The other forms of "religion" are actually not actually a religion, as studied by western scholars, not just islamic scholars. They are a form of Ideology (Buddhism, Taoism) and Mythology (Hinduism). Intellectual people of all races have even led their lives with the Ideology and Mythology. He went on to say that we are bestowed with knowledge, but that is the easy part. In this current chapter in our lives, we should strive to learn as much knowledge as possible. Understand the Quran! Thats what even my religious teacher says. Then after acquiring knowledge, what we must seek out to do with the intellectual that we have is to develop. That is the ultimate form of learning, he says. Develop, so that you become closer to God and you help mankind out. For the betterment of humanity. He says that only discovery will lead to the betterment of humanity, but invention and innovation (tweaking of systems by mankind), will not necessarily lead to the betterment of humanity, in fact it is almost something of a self-destructing mechanism. For Muslims, he had this to say just before he left. He was a bit impressed that we are all involved in community service. But he says when there is oppurtunity, you don't care who you help, whatever the race or religion, if you can help, then you should help. But when it comes to priority, of course, you should help out your Muslim brothers and sisters first. See the difference between Oppurtunity and Priority? And before that, the difference between Knowledge and Development? Priceless :) No amount of CIP hours would make up for this i tell you. The man salam us, that is he shook hands lik all Muslims do with us, and asked for our names (Iylia and mine). Then immediately he told us the meaning of our names. Mine is correct :) 2. The people who were supposed to come for the second shift turned up really late. Its like Iylia, Hafiz and me had to wait a whopping 2hours for one person to come. Our shift ended at 4pm, but because of this, we couldn't be released because of the agreement with RJ and so had to wait til the next person turned up. Thanks alot and merry xmas you hos.

tzerruph

plenty of work to do. What with 2005 coming so close! Oteam and Oprep are coming on fast and furious. Soccer, we had a lousy game this morning, maybe the one on thursday will be better. MLDCS, yeah! Medfac also! Oh oh oh, lets relax and not get so worked up! If not, what if i burn out and die? Die!! TZERRUPH wont die though!

guess who's back?

Finally, the soccer guys are back in town. Yeah! Heard loads about the trip from Adz my man. He lost weight man, coz of the lack of meat there. They must be really protective about their cows. But i wondered why they never bothered looking for chicken...? Oh well. Pumping session today was smooth, coz all the weights were lighter, not bad after 1.5 weeks lay off. Not cutting hair yet, although its gonna get bushy. Izzat thinned his like 3 times oredi in the past month. He will look bald soon. Good luck to him. RONALD YOUR BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW! Hahahahahahahaha

merhaba?

SwooshHeyheyhey~ Merhaba? Turkey's been fun...the food and the ladies especially. Hot and crispy (yes for both). :) Oh well, here's a list of things that i would just like to post on the world wide web. 1. Eggs+ColdWeather = Big Appetite + Hardly any urge to pass motion = Very smelly farts. Thats my brother :) for countless times thruout the journey in the van, thats what keeping us awake. The very smelly bomb. The turkish driver couldnt take it, the tour guide couldnt. Anyway, who can? Its so smelly, he hardly shits over there. Except for one time, after lunch, when we were visiting some site, and others were busy browsing at glassware. He was in desperate need of a toilet, but the best he could find was a watercloset without water. At least, there was toilet paper, but the stuff came out so fast, he couldnt really keep it in check, in the end he had to leave his underwear there. It was quite comical really, him coming out of the WC, looked at his hands, saw some brown stuff and said,"Oh-Oh!"... LoL 2. My tourist guide, his name is Murat Sen. A handsome tall gentleman who loves his job, which incidentally carries the very-peculiar-if-it-was-in-singapore-name of 'Professional Tourist Guide - In English'. Lol. I still loved the way he pronounced Mevlana (pronounced as Maulana, as in Ivan Maulana) and Mehmet and Ataturk. Hey feel free to contact him at muratsen@hotmail.com :) 3. I went to a freaking disco for the first time. haha and we watched belly dancing. shoots man, the belly dancer looked a bit like a trannie. Plus the dancing wasnt what i had previously envisaged, its a tad amateurish. Anyhow, we went to dance, Murat danced funny. But there were many French tourists who really took centrestage with no-holds-barred dancing. And i liked this couple who could dance with flawless footwork. Really nice, I must learn it someday, soon i hope. 4. Left hand drive is quite crazy. It makes u feel as though u are heading in the opposite direction as traffic. Turkish roads are messy, especially in Istanbul. There are too many streets. The highways are much easier to follow. 5. In one hotel, i stayed up to watch Fenerbahce beat Manchester United's second stringers 3-0. What a dumbjack. Shouldnt have done it. Ah. Tuncay Sanli's bloody clinical. Anyway, Turkey's big with football. Thats why they were third at the last World Cup. Theres coverage everday. Everynight theres a panel to highlight the matches in great details. The Galatasaray-Fenerbahce league match was so hyped up weeks before the match itself, in newspapers and tvs and radios. 6. In turkey i didnt bother shaving coz i hated the shaving razor that my mum packed for me. Its old. Ek. So i grew a stubble 7. Izzat i got you a birthday present and Ronald you too. But its nothing much, as usual :p 8. Bargaining becomes really fun, especially when you are not buying at all. You can cut the price into less than half. And in the end u end up paying less than the cost price. Wah tamam thats it aight. Photos coming up once the laundry is settled. :)

leaving on a jet plane ~!

Hail the Singapore Idol, Taufik Batisah. A Malay young man. Okiedoks, ManUtd beat Arsenal 1-0 in the League Cup Quarters. Wahaha, take that Monsieur Arsene Wenger. Pumping feels great, hope to get another session tmr. OH! Please note that I'll be away on holiday at Istanbul from Fri 3 Dec nite to 13 Dec. Okay, so email me, or sms me. I think i would try to contact cust service to get the pay-as-you-roam service. Woh... Yeah :) Wah, today i'll get to know my fellow K'Czar. Who Who Who? I dunno yet.

THERe!

Zooommm...Went to school in the morning for OGL Pairing. Oteam stuff there. Put down 12 choices. Haha it was quite funny, they separated the guys and the girls into separate LTs where they put down all the names on the board. So it was weird trying to match names for faces. I hardly know anyone in Oteam, so I just put down names that I could match their faces with. Haha, but I really do hope i get my first choice. *please please please* :) shan't tell you who. Ahhhhh, then I think there's gonna be some stuff going on this Thursday afternoon, should be storyline stuff, which should be fun to watch, then followed by dinner and results of the pairing! Haha, so exciting isn't it. Then i just zipped home with Kevin who was really quite distraught at how 'unconfirmed' his choices were, its like he was 'ditched' at the last second, then tried to act alright by saying things lik 'its ok, thats life, life is full of surprises...' woah, sure hope he doesn't end up getting people that he doesn't know. Oh well, finally it occured to me that I need to run. If not, I won't be able to last a match. But I was too lazy to do it immediately in the afternoon, so i slept first, woke up to eat a real heavy lunch. Then about an hour later, which i dun think is enough time for food to be digested, I ran at the nature reserve. Bumped into yeemeng at the busstop. Haha, had I still been in rugby, i would be doing what yeemeng was doing, that is, hopping on a bus to school for training. Waaaahhhh. So i ran a bit and did steps-running. It rained a bit but it was still good, not too hot to run. But the place is probably infested with mosquitoes, coz it got reallly itchy the moment i went there. Maybe next time i should cover more legs. Hahahahaha... Doood. Anyway, tis getting late, better wake up early for pumping and swimming tmr with my mat bros, Izzat and Jau. VEE!

sunday power

Sunday was power power power. First up, early in the morning, was the last exam for my religious class(which is called madrasah). It was the Arabic paper. A foreign language that I speak in my prayers everyday but not necessarily understanding word-for-word. BUt anyhooos, after one whole week of holidays which was meant for revision, I left it till the final hour, the train ride to class. That's when I first took out my Arabic books to read up. And guess what? I only read the exact pages that were relevant and necessary. So Arab exam went smooth, im more confident in that subject now. Ahah...:) Then I met up with Izzat and Jau to go to Cikgu Saripah's house! That was funny. We wanted to get sth for her, our first time going to her house. We decided to drop off at Coro along the bus route to Dairy Farm. Then we bought her chocolates. But we didn't have ribbons. So we just ripped it off something nice that we saw and voila, our chocolates now have ribbons. !!! Shhhhhh :p Dairy Farm is very near to my house, like 10mins away. Her house was nice, cosy and quiet, except when her son Imam starts scaring us with his Mask! woohoo, and his collection of toys. Great food, a tad spicy but wholesome meat always makes me wanna. Yeah! Then the sec4s came and it was quite nice. Cikgu told me quite a bit about her trip to Turkey, her experience there, speaking Turkish all that, her husband even talked on the phone in Turkish and wrote a letter in Turkish! Wooohooo. Then we left around 1. Cos i gotta go do my CIP, which all the other mats pangseh-ed me. So they were kind enough to take cab with me to Malay Village. But wait, u see, i mistook Malay Village for Malay Heritage Centre, which was the actual venue of the Mendaki CIP. I saw lots of people at Malay Village so I thought i was right, only to realise that it was actually a Malay Wedding. Shoot. Then i made a desperate call to Atiqah Fairuz (my namesake in RGs), and her brother drove to fetch me from there to take us to Malay Heritage Centre. It was still a heavy downpour la. But but but! That was not too bad. Coz i saw the real ultimate crips then. Really really really crips to me. She was fair skinned, really fair for a Malay lady, she looks a tad angmoh, mixed blood maybe, she has great hair, great smile and great bubbly personality! I think on that day at that time and given that kind of condition, she was perfect. She prances and prances and prances and makes cute noises which I like. Hahahaha, this does not sound correct. Pardon my limited English. BUt she is so hot i tell you. She was introduced to me as Fairuz by Atiqah Fairuz. That was weird. BUt it was okay, too bad she's in her twenties. Oh my oh my, i wanna get to see her again. Oh well, the CIP was wonderful. I was put in charge of lik the Shooting Game. Where we stack cans and then u must solve a maths quiz and must shoot down the correct answer using a water gun. That was fun. That was when i got wet the most, and so wet that my undies feel as though they are no longer there. Then i left at around 6ish, to go to Iylia's new house. Its relly nice man, very nice to have space. Haha, i wish i can have them too. Space! Aiwah, then prayed together, had really good food where we whacked the meat again. Then Isty and her family came! Finally saw ikhsan her twin. Wah he's bigg. Her dad is iylia's dad colleague. Woah. Havent seen all of his house, but im quite sure we are gonna hang out thhere soon enough. POool!! Here we come... Then we went to Abu Suffyan's house! At like 9plus pm. It was like filled with all the ex-RI ppl..So many of them, so many that i don recognize. Anyways, it was fun to catch up and see old people... Haha, i guesss thigns like this will never change. Then after a whole day of foood...I went home. Got a really good night sleep before waking up early to pump! Yeah man, pumping is my new hobby and noone's gonna change that. :)