Try wearing this instead...

that's what some things are...

N-O-W

NOW's a very important time where focus and prioritising become very important. where do we go from here? the journey has not ended yet. i'm at a crossroad. one, the MIQ team is doing well enough to be where we are at the moment. two, the soccer boys are still at it. but now is not the time to think about what we can do for the future? about what we could have done better... it's too early to start evaluating... it's about what we can do now, what we are doing now and what else we can do NOW. it's nothing but now. NOW we shall take all that we can and give our all and our best. because only NOW matters...nothing is WON NOW, yet. soccer and MIQ Quiz. here we go. we will.

Tiada kata secantik bahasa

Tiada kata secantik bahasa Untuk kupuji adinda Tiada gambar secantik lukisan Nak kutunjuk perasaan O....dinda puspa gemala Mengharum jiwa Hemmm...hemm...hemm... Dinda puspa gemala Mustika kanda Namun musim berubah Suasana bertukar Tapi ikatan mesra Sedikit pun tak kan longgar Tiada kata secantik bahasa Untuk kupuji adinda

P Ramlee

bop

ayeees, just what do i do now?

i juz found the photo of the world's ultimate teacher...there she is, on my left. cheers!

thru to 2nd round

I had a lot of sleep today. Yay!!!

Anyway, I am glad that our defence fought really hard for our last match against MI. Their performance that Thursday was really exceptional. Even the national youth team forwards of MI could not breach our defence. Their No.12 was a really tough player to shackle. He was very strong on the ball and constantly tried to penetrate us with his mazy dribbles. I think the whole team played well, except for me. I did not satisfy my role. Left too open a space for the opponent to run. And picked up an unnecessary yellow card. There was not a single troubling shot on goal, and we might have even lost it if the MI players upped their game even more. I should have played better.

There is only one week respite. From now on, there won't be any easy match. Each team is a strong team, and let's not forget that our team is not there to make up the numbers too. We have spent too much time, energy, money and effort to get so far, and we don't want to stop just yet. No not yet. God will be on our side.

swooshing~

There is now a show on relationships on Suria right now. Hmmm, nothing wrong having relationships i guess. Even Cikgu approves of it. If you can handle it, yeah no problem. Haha :)

It was sucha long day today even though its wednesday. Lessons ended early as usual, but it was endless activities after that. From interviews to videos to quiz...it was just non-stop. Need a really good night sleep.

Waiting to whack dinner..even though it's late already.

I wonder what the Muslim MPs will act towards this new call for the casino. By faith alone, it's Haram to gamble. I really wonder what happened during those minister meetings, i wonder whether there were heated arguments. Even though the casino is already approved, what will our Muslim ministers do? I already listened to this economic review from a Malay economist on radio that the casino is definitely good in terms of economy strictly. But there was no statement whatsoever from say, the Mufti... Oh man, it was just shameful to see a gambling statistic that around 12% of those who gamble are Malays. This 'gamble' includes, 4D, Toto, Singapore Pools S-League EPL and Champs League, etc. Even though it's not surprising to see that statistic, it's still shameful nonetheless. The casino will only add to that statistic. It's amazing to note that Vivian Balakrishnan and his MCYS are already hard at work on measures to combat gambling addiction, if there were to occur any in the future. Do you ever remember who the previous MCYS Minister was? Yes, Yaacob Ibrahim. Imagine, if it was him who was still in charge of MCYS. He would be the one who would be drawing up programmes to counter the risk of gambling addiction. How thoughtful of the PM!

D-DAY is tomorrow.

HAT TRICK

There was no spirit in our plight today. It was tragic right from the start. We seemed to have submerged ourselves under a huge pile of dirt. Or in the words of Mr Kadir, putting one foot in the grave already. We took a deserved lead because we were the better team, or so we thought. Then they equalised because everyone in their team fought for each other. Played the game like real hungry men. Us? We went to sleep, daydreamed, stoned... We were so flat at the back, the bench was really frustrated. That was how the first half ended, their team on a high... Second half began, and we really needed to pull up our socks. 10 minutes of scrappy play ensued, but most of the time, it was their team that really had the upper hand. Then we just failed to clear their loose ball, and we conceded yet another deflected goal! This was when some of us really thought that was it. The end. Haha but it was not meant to be. No way. We replied with 3 more. That was it. Yes most definitely... there will be more responsibility for each other, in our fight as MAN. i will do that. May be on a high today, but so sad karma wasn't there.

I find it very hard to sleep tonight, which is quite amusing, coz i just gulped down quite a lot of milk which should make me sleepy. I wonder why it's harder to fall asleep tonight, considering also that i've slept early the past few nights. Oh it was nice to meet up with old friends, people you hardly see nowadays because they are just at a different school. Fazly and Hari Shoran... Me and Adz. We were there at lido this afternoon to catch up on old times. It was more worth it than a movie, which was why me and adz happened to be at lido in the first place. It was not planned, this meeting of old friends, rather chanced upon. I think rafflesians should not just hang out or make friends with rafflesians only. That's just being narrow i think. Like the malay saying, "seperti katak di bawah tempurung." There's more to this life that you lead than just the people that you see in school everyday. People in other schools exist too and there is no reason why we should not make friends with them too! Haha, I think sometimes I am guilty of this myself, that I almost only spend time with friends who are either Rafflesians, or ex Rafflesians. Well, school just makes making friends easier, because within an enclosed space, you are more likely to bump more into the same people that eventually will make you want to talk to them and in the end, learn more about them (be friends wit them). SO outside, I guess you probably have to go out more, with different groups of people and sit anywhere and just talk if you happen to be in a situation where you can talk to other people. The mosque is a unique place for this, because last year, during Ramadhan, me and my buddies were overnighting at AlFalah (a mosque at Somerset). Before the morning prayers, we met with this group of Poly grads who are involved with a youth organisation, so we just chatted about activities that we do. In a way, we made new friends. I think that's what youths do at church too right? If you're feeling with me, go listen to McFly's "You've Got A Friend". ...time to pump tmr

no i in team

It's just one game in and a lot of our belief seems to have just evaporated into thin air. It's like POOF! Just like that. Well, i really pray that our team digs deep to know well and truly that all the time, effort, money and energy spent on all the different things are just too much for us to let go just like that. We should never forget that we are playing for each other, and only for each other. We are not pussy pushovers, we have shown teams that before, we can show them that again. We have nothing to lose, no expectations whatsoever. It's up to us to decide really, for that matter, we should take it with glee in our hearts, that we must expect to go all out and give our darndest best for ourselves and each other. For each other. I'll do that.

die die die

pain is temporary glory is forever. i remember those words from Junren...the legend prop we had last season... pain is temporary glory is forever.

miw

my sins on this earth on others have been repaid onto myself by the will of God. and more will come later. shudder... on the other hand, its very very fun to give people a code name! haha we have lotsa fun associating the code with the person, coz usually its something quite stupid and hillarious. like nympho? or zen touch? hahaha like that one. both nympho and zen touch are the same person actually. and booking a medical examination date is really damn troublesome on the MIW portal, i simply don't know how to get started. longing for the pipe :)

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pain is temporary glory is forever. we will fight to the final whistle. fuck you.

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mondaytuesdaywednesdaythursdayfridaysaturdaysunday. all over so quickly isn't it? wonder how much time i have left...?

-was it a bar or a bat i saw- haha you gotta read that backwards :)
sometimes, you feel happy because you get to do things there and then, and you feel quite good doing it because you don't have any inhibitions. i wonder how long being happy will really make you happy. and the truth is that, probably, you won't. being happy for too long will make you worried about certain things, and when there is any ground at all for you to doubt what you are doing (what you are doing is supposed to make you feel happy), then probably you begin to doubt that you are actually happy with yourself. so in the end, you become less happy than you were, and even though you are still happy, you are also unhappy at the same time. see, the point is there must be a balance in life, and life is full of opposites. that means that life is also full of the-sames (since life is full of opposites). so that also means that there must also not be a balance in life. just like there is a forward, there is a backward.
so what's in the middle? what's the in-between? what's the intermediate? a balance of the 2 extremes? an inbalance of the 2 extremes? i know and i don't know. just like and unlike you know and you don't know.

the lone

I looked at Time Magazine and saw a tremendous photo of the massive destruction of the Tsunami-hit Aceh area, where every single building was destroyed except for one, the Mosque. To this I shall forever remember my religion, and that God always looks after us if we look after our religion. This proves one thing, that God is here. This is not the first picture that I saw of an aftermath of a natural disaster where the Mosque was the only building left standing (the other picture was of the earthquake-hit Turkey). I think there are a lot of signs that point towards the end of the world. Time is running short, so choose wisely boy.. Clocks by Coldplay Lights go out and I can't be saved Tides that I tried to swim against You've put me down upon my knees Oh I beg, I beg and plead Come out of things unsaid Shoot, an apple off my head. And the Trouble that cant be named The tiger's waiting to be tamed singin' You are You are Confusion never stops Closing walls and ticking clocks Gonna come back and take you home I could not stop but you now know, singin' Come out upon my seas, Curse missed opportunities Am I a part of the cure Or am I part of the disease, singin' You are, you are You are, you are You are, you are Nothing else compares. Oh, no nothing else compares Oh, no nothing else compares You are You are Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home where I wanted to go

my karma

there's an angel in our midst..
and i know her name..
but ooh she's so cripz..
i don't think i'm up to the game.

the way she moves gives me trauma..
i know that's how i feel..
but ooh she's so sexy mama..
i know my Karma is real.

singit

Daughters - John Mayer I know a girl She puts the color inside of my world She's just like a maze Where all of the walls all continually change And I've done all I can To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands Now I'm starting to see Maybe it's got nothing to do with me Fathers be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers be good to your daughters too Oh, you see that skin? It's the same she's been standing in Since the day she saw him walking away Now she's left Cleaning up the mess he made Fathers be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers be good to your daughters too Boys, you can break You'll find out how much they can take Boys will be strong And boys soldier on But boys would be gone without warmth from A woman's good, good heart On behalf of every man Looking out for every girl You are the god and the weight of her world So fathers be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers be good to your daughters, too So mothers be good to your daughters, too So mothers be good to your daughters, too

'twas Tuas

Oh the undying of my blog begins NOW.
I love holidays especially when they are coming and I'm in full anticipation. I love it because I really get to catch up on sleep. Meaning I get to wake up at lunchtime. :) I love holidays because when I was young, there would definitely be family outings, to East Coast Park to cycle, to Sentosa to go on the monorail, to Marina South for kite flying, somewhere somehow, it was very nice. Holidays nowadays are very different. No more east coast, marina south, sentosa family outings. no more really. Right now, I'm the only one home, while my dad is in KL, my mum at the JB house, my sister and brother both out with their friends. Maybe I'm just a homebody.

But I've got to say something about my Tuas experience.
Last Monday, on the morning before Chemistry common test, I had told my mum that I was going to school. I had to cab to Tuas checkpoint to meet Mr Wong, the kind tour guide for our malaysia trip. He had promised to meet me there at 11am to deliver my spectacles for me. You see, the story is I had left my glasses in my hotel room. Because me adzfar and chang wen didn't know we had to pack everything up for the final match in KL. So we had only 5 mins to pack, we rushed to find all our stuff and forgot to check the room twice to make sure we didn't leave anything behind. Stupid, I had left my Silhouette glasses on the sink. It only occurred to me that I had left it behind in the bus, after the match, when we were well out of KL. Peiqian had wanted to watch the tele but had no glasses, so he wanted to borrow mine. I opened my specs casing only to find it empty. So i pleaded to the Tour Guide to help me find it. And so he did. Saturday night, he called me to arrange for the meeting on Monday, giving me his handphone no. and the location to meet (which was specific enough, saying to meet at the Bus Terminal, "the very last one"...) He said we was worried that the fragile specs would be damaged if he sent it by courier, so he'd rather send it personally, anyway he was with another tour group to Singapore. So on Monday morning, I quickly cabbed to Tuas Checkpoint, having a very nice chat with the taxi driver, who says he'd probably "drive until I die ah"... He immediately knows I was from raffles, and asked me whether I ponned school. Of course not, I told him I had exams and told him my missing specs story. Then he asked, wah, "exams still can go tour in the holidays ar?" I told him yeah can. Anyway, he dropped me off at the SBS Bus Terminal, which i thought isn't the right location because I thought that mR wong wanted to wait for me at the Bus checkpoint because he said "the very last one". So i walked about 200m to the checkpoint before being stopped by a "NO TRESPASSING" sign and a policeman. He told me to go away, this is not a waiting area, you must not wait here. I didn't know what to tell him so i just walked away to the BUs terminal. Then I waited, it was already 11am. I dont want Mr Wong to wait for me, after all his troubles. So i walked to the checkpoint again, and asked if he could accompany me to find Mr Wong at the checkpoint. I was getting desperate. I have chem exam in around 2 hours so i must retrieve my glasses quickly. The policeman really hates me. He was laughing as I stood in the hot sun trying to spot Mr wong. He asked me for bus number la, hp no which is i think the wrong number that mr wong gave me, all that. I didnt know. I waited and waited and then gave up. As i walk back to the bus terminal planning what i'm going to tell my parents (cos they still didnt know what happened to my silhouette glasses), i saw this fisherman walking in the opposite direction across the drain. "Eh Raffles boy, you lost ah?" and started sniggering. I told him No, I'm meeting someone. Then he asked again, But you must be lost here! I said no, I'm meeting a friend who's passing me my glasses. Then he laughed ang walked on. I was desperate. Then I saw this bus, and a stumpy man walked out. It was Mr wong. Haha, yes. He really brought back my silhouette glasses, and chang wen's PE set. hahaha. I felt damn bloody happy after that!

NOW

Up til now, not one cca in school that I know of will have the team waking up at 6.15am for morning run, what more, with barely 3 hours of sleep the night before. Not one cca in school have so many inexperienced players before, players who have played the game before in sec schools. Ah guess what, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter anymore. Football is football. The trip up north to KL was really a different experience. The Now is more important. I'm gone. This blog will die for a while and maybe it'll come around again... til then.