Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Man Utd 2 - 1 Benfica

Ruud To The Rescue

Considering the players that were out injured, Man Utd played quite well in this match. Wayne Rooney's creativity and penetrating runs were obviously missed as Ronaldo was trying to hard to do everything on his own, only to fall down most of the time.

Kieron Richardson looked much more comfortable in his left back position and Philip Bardsley did good for a young player. However, I still think that Richardson and Fletcher aren't good enough to be playing for Man Utd.

But once again, Ruud Van Nistelrooy was the hero as he did what he did best, poaching the winning goal after Ferdinand flicked on the ball from a Giggs corner kick.


Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Man Without God

Here's a great poem on the modern mind, which was quoted in one of the books that I'm currently reading.

by Steve Turner

We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone,
to the best of your definition of hurt,
and to the best of your knowledge.

We believe in sex before, during, and after marriage.
We believe in the therapy of sin.
We believe that adultery is fun.
We believe that sodomy is OK.
We believe that taboos are taboo.

We believe that everything is getting better
despite evidence to the contrary.
The evidence must be investigated
And you can prove anything with evidence.

We believe there's something in
horoscopes, UFO's and bent spoons;
Jesus was a good man
just like Buddha, Mohammed, and ourselves.
He was a good moral teacher
although we think His good morals were bad.

We believe that all religions are basically the same--
at least the one that we read was.
They all believe in love and goodness.
They only differ on matters of
creation, sin, heaven, hell, God, and salvation.

We believe that after death comes the Nothing
Because when you ask the dead what happens they say nothing.
If death is not the end, if the dead have lied,
then it's compulsory heaven for all
excepting perhaps Hitler, Stalin, and Genghis Khan.

We believe in Masters and Johnson.
What's selected is average.
What's average is normal.
What's normal is good.

We believe in total disarmament.
We believe there are direct links between warfare and bloodshed.
Americans should beat their guns into tractors
and the Russians would be sure to follow.

We believe that man is essentially good.
It's only his behavior that lets him down.
This is the fault of society.
Society is the fault of conditions.
Conditions are the fault of society.

We believe that each man must find the truth that is right for him.
Reality will adapt accordingly.
The universe will readjust.
History will alter.
We believe that there is no absolute truth
excepting the truth that there is no absolute truth.

We believe in the rejection of creeds,
and the flowering of individual thought.

"Chance" a post-script

If chance be the Father of all flesh,
disaster is his rainbow in the sky,
and when you hear

State of Emergency!
Sniper Kills Ten!
Troops on Rampage!
Whites go Looting!
Bomb Blasts School!

It is but the sound of man worshiping his maker.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

How To Turn Your Hamster Into A Fighting Machine

Dang it. If Swift was still around, I could have tried this out.

(via Cowboy Caleb and jwz)

Drunk In The Dark

Bloody hell. My laptop's down again. I can't even log into Windows. I don't think it’s caused by a virus; it's just that time again when it's time for your hard disk to crash on its own. Once again, I just hope to be able to save some of the important data that I have inside like my MP3s and pictures.

Just earlier at work, one of the guests at my tables got drunk. At first I was wondering why this guy was lying down on 2 chairs. Only when I saw his friend wipe a bit of puke from his mouth, I realised that he was drunk. It got worse later on. I was standing by during a stage performance when I realised a small commotion going on in the dark. I saw some of the guests at the table and 2 of our captains looking under the table. A few moments later, I saw them drag the drunken guy out. He had puked under the table and was completely knocked out. In the end, 4 of his friends dragged him out to the foyer to clean him up.

It was a good thing that all this happened during the stage performance in the midst of the darkness or else it would have caused an even bigger commotion. I felt a bit bad for the drunken guy because he was really nice to me when I was serving him.

Hold on... now that I think of it, I recall seeing 2 bottles of vodka at the table before the dinner started. In the middle of the dinner I was wondering where it went since I wasn't called upon to serve it but I soon forgot about it.

So I guess now we know where all that vodka went to.

Monday, September 19, 2005

Liverpool 0 - 0 Man Utd

Anfield bore draw

It was a boring game just as the headline suggested, but it was a fair result for both teams.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Conversation Of The Day #4

Somewhere in the sunny island of Pulau Tekong...

(Sergeant enters and picks up a copy of Maxim lying around)

Sergeant: "Whose magazine is this?"

Private PSL: "It's mine, Sergeant."

Sergeant: "Whose magazine is this?"

Private PSL: "It's mine, Sergeant."

Sergeant: "I said, whose magazine is this?"

Private PSL: "It's yours, Sergeant."

Sergeant: "Good."

(Sergeant takes magazine and walks out)

Update: Made some corrections. It was supposed to be "It's mine, Sergeant" instead of "It's mine, Sir."

Thursday, September 15, 2005

3 Things

I got tagged by The Rogue Slayer to do this survey thingy, so here it is.

List three random facts about yourself that your friends might not know. And then tag five other friends to do it.

1) When I was younger, around 7 or 8, I climbed over the ledge outside our flat's corridor and jumped off from the 2nd floor just for fun. But it wasn't that fun at all. Not much of an adrenaline rush. I didn't break any bones or anything though. My feet hurt for about 2 minutes after I landed and that was it.

2) In secondary school, there was one day when we decided to jump over chairs for fun in the hall. I managed to jump over 7 chairs placed back to back. Now that was an adrenaline rush. You should try it sometime.

3) In primary 6, there was this egoistic guy who some of us didn't really like. It was the day before PSLE and we all were playing Hantum Bola. It's a game where you take a tennis ball use it to hit anybody that's playing and also avoid getting hit. Since I didn't like the guy too, every time I got the ball I threw it at him. And I threw it hard. I didn't miss one time because I run quite fast and was able to get near him.

Naturally he got pissed and wanted to pick a fight with me. I just told him off and turned around to walk away. I felt a push in my back and I turned around immediately to give him a kick and just as my shoe was about to meet his head, I stopped my foot right there. By then the rest had realised that a fight was about break out, so they broke the two of us up.

The surprising thing I found out the next day was that the other guy had gotten injured! Apparently the "push" I felt was actually him punching me in the back and he had sprained his little finger. Talk about throwing a weak punch and injuring yourself. Haha.

The next day, the principal called me out as we were assembled in the hall. I thought I was going to get into trouble but all he said was, "I'll deal with you after the exams are over." After the exams however, he forgot about everything. Hahaha.

Alright, the 5 people I'm passing the tag to are:

1) Melissa
2) Claris
3) Fat Fingers
4) Nicholas
5) Jayaxe

Villareal 0 - 0 Man Utd

Rooney off in stalemate

Man Utd deserved at least a point from this game as I felt that had a good chance of winning the match had it been for Rooney's sending off. Rooney was stupid to get sent off like that but I have to say, I think the way he did it was pretty cool.

Next time I'll applaud the referee sarcastically too.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

The Egoistic Schadenfreudian

I was taking the bus with my friend Ego yesterday when we saw an obvious act of racial discrimination.

On one of the stops as the bus was about to leave, we saw 2 Chinese aunties around 10 meters away running, trying to catch the bus. I thought the bus driver was going to leave them but he waited patiently until the aunties were able board the bus. I thought to myself, "What a kind bus captain."

Later on, we approached a bus stop that was one those that buses usually skip because most of the time hardly anyone alights or flags for the bus. This time however, there was an Indian man that flagged for the bus. Perhaps he was a construction worker because he didn't look local. I was anticipating the bus to slow down; instead the bus driver maintained his speed and simply skipped the stop.

Instantly, Ego and I looked and each other and he said, "Wah, that one racial discrimination right?"

I replied, "That was so obvious."

"Wah lau, the driver racist sia. The bangala fella poor thing. Now must wait long long for the next bus. Hahahahaha."

"Eh, don't laugh la. You're damn evil you know. But then again... that was quite funny. Hahahahaha."

Ego's an evil guy. He likes to take pleasure in other people's misfortunes and occaisionally he even has a hand in it. But when you're with him, for some reason, you can't help but laugh along.

I was working with him on Saturday at a banquet dinner and I was about to clear away some plates to the kitchen when suddenly he came to me and said with the usual look of glee, "Eh, one of our tables got spillage. Faster see."

I looked and saw a slight commotion going on at one of our tables. The guest was wiping herself with a napkin, but didn't seem too bothered. 2 of the other waiters I was working with were trying to clear the mess with napkins.

I said, "Wah, first time I see a spillage. You spill one is it?"

"No la, not me. One of the first timers did it. Haha."

"Poor guy. What a sucky to experience your first day at work."

"You know, the guest asked me whether the beverage spilt was Sprite or water. I told her it was water even though it was Sprite. Hahahahahaha."

".... Hahahahaha."

Dang it. I'm slowing turning into a Schadenfreudian too.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Money Makes The World Go Round

The reason I haven't really been able to blog nowadays is because I've been busy. Busy working, that is. Starting next week, I won't be getting anymore allowance from my parents in the US.

You see, my brother's starting school and they need to use the money that they're sending me for his allowance. They expected me to find a job by now and were nagging me to quickly find one but I just told them to go ahead and cut my allowance off.

Since the pay from my banquet job is enough to sustain me, I didn't want to be a burden to them. Besides, I've been wanting to be more independent, so living by my own money is a good way to start. =)

Now I think I finally understand why they say, "Money makes the world go round".

Alright, gotta get some rest now. Good night.

Monday, September 05, 2005


I had a weird dream last night. I dreamt that I was blowing my nose when it started to bleed. But the bleeding didn't really bother me so I continued blowing my nose. Then I blew my nose so hard that I felt something give way inside my head. Suddenly I felt faint and started falling backwards. And when I opened my eyes, I woke up from my dream found myself lying on my back in bed.

The weird thing I realised later was that I had been lying on my stomach using the laptop before I had fallen asleep. How was I able to make such a dramatic change in position? And my bed isn't that big.

One of the things that I hate during dreams is when I'm being chased. For some reason, in my dreams, I just can't run fast enough. I never caught, but I seem to move awfully slow to the point where the person/thing chasing is right behind me and I have to use my hands to help propel myself forward. So I end up running on all fours like an animal. Haha.

Bah. I don't like weird dreams.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Conversation Of The Day #3

Me: "So only a few more weeks till the holidays. Hey, have you seen ABC often this semester? He's at NYP too."

GS: "Yah. I see him regularly all the time."

Me: "Really.."

GS: "Yeah.. I've seen him around 2 or 3 times."