mourinho

mourinho. shut up. for once.

you bemoan united's luck. terry has been in and out of recent games. fulham should have won

tell me, how many times have united and chelsea reversed places. for half of last season we didn't have paul scholes, we lost roy keane a lot more abruptly than anyone could have anticipated. at least lampard didn't suddenly leave the club. terry played through injury. many red devils played through injury. scholes played while half blind at times. so often has smith borne the brunt of the opponents' attacks, without complaint, when it shouldn't be his job to do so.

chelsea are not unique. chelsea have it better off than most clubs. not many can push a midfielder into center back and still count on defensive solidity. not many can call upon a 21 million pound winger when the other two are injured. be thankful chelsea. don't complain. it's all even in the end

2 goals

the strength of Man U now is apparent. the difference between what chelsea could do and what others couldn't, was to grind out a result, even against the run of play. it is what makes wonder goals seem even more wonderful. that they can be match saving, and even match winning, makes them seem all the more fantastic. chelsea were always content to play out a 1-0 win, even at the cost of playing 'proper' football. this is what United can do now. even when they seem to be overrun, when long balls are suddenly finding their way to opposition strikers, then a wonder is what is needed, and a wonder goal is what a top team can produce. a championship winning team. a Treble winning team

glory glory man united

and i must say. fulham actually make long ball football look good

two goals in two games. it's either the glove or the yellow jersey. or maybe the black boots. doesn't matter. hopefully i can keep playing with the same combination. and score more.

youtube

and this is where it all began...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3gqHA6kTfHM

birthday

only a year ago, i would have asked or wanted a lot of things for my birthday. mp3, new com, new phone, new this, new that, etc.

but now everything seems so materialistic. my mom keeps pestering me on what i want for my birthday

and i honestly don't know. i can't think of anything that she can buy, that would satisfy me

everything that i want now is intangible, which money cannot buy

so much has changed

so she dances

Josh Groban - "So She Dances"

A waltz when she walks in the room
She pulls back the hair from her face
She turns to the window to sway in the moonlight
Even her shadow has grace

A waltz for the girl out of reach
She lifts her hands up to the sky
She moves with the music
The song is her lover
The melody's making her cry

So she dances
In and out of the crowd like a glance
This romance is
From afar calling me silently

A waltz for the chance I should take
But how will I know where to start?
She's spinning between constellations and dreams
Her rhythm is my beating heart

So she dances
In and out of the crowd like a glance
This romance is
From afar calling me silently

I can't keep on watching forever
I give up this view just to tell her

When I close my eyes I can see
The spotlights are bright on you and me
We've got the floor
And you're in my arms
How could I ask for more?

So she dances
In and out of the crowd like a glance
This romance is
From afar calling me silently

I can't keep on watching forever
And I'm givin' up this view just to tell her

i could listen to his voice all day long

first goal

it is official. i have scored my first competitive career goal for anglo-chinese school (independent) hockey team. and what a decisive goal that turned out to be. but that's not the issue. the point is that

I HAVE SCORED MY FIRST GOAL. IN WHO KNOWS HOW MANY MATCHES I'VE PLAYED

what a relief. now to score some more.

top scorer for A div isn't that difficult. about time i decided to be a bit selfish for once and make a name for myself. i can't let everyone else steal all the glory

i wonder how many people will remember when my birthday is. that ought to be an interesting survey. haha.

captain's ball

how close we came. twice

today was anglolympics, captain's ball. we were in the group with .3, .11, .13, .15. not the easiest but by far not the hardest. except for .11. well. so we thought

first match against .15 ended 6-2 in our favour. fantastic start, i thought

second match was against .11, and this is where the complications begin. we played against a largely understrength .11 side which was still quite potent with jarvin and some others in play. 3-2 in our favour, thanks to liz low scoring two points with her goal

third match, we needed to win this to guarantee qualification, and more complications would present themselves. against .3, another tough contender in our group. 3-0 or 3-1 in our favour, can't remember, didn't matter, we were certain we had qualified based on the results of the other teams. as such...

last group match against .13, the other strong side in our group, who had earlier destroyed .15 19-3 (7 goals from else = 14 points). anyone who hadn't played earlier got their chance today, and we gave .13 an avenue to try and achieve best runner up. we got owned 10-1. so we were through....

it seemed that there was a dispute between the .11 and .13 match earlier, and they wanted to take it to a rematch. this was bad, because if .13 won, then they were through and we were out. i won't go into details, but i must say thank you to both .13 and .11 players, the former for refusing to play the rematch, and the latter for not pushing the matter any further. i apologise that we squandered the lifeline you gave us.

semi finals against .2, we lost 4-3 (the winning Golden Goal), and then we lost to .10 in 3rd place playoff, again 4-3.

first off i'm going to apologise for letting the team down so many times in the two last matches we played, like the times that i shot when i should have held on or passed. i'm sorry that we couldn't get past the final hurdle, when the matches were so so close to ending in our favour. i'm sorry that, at times, i wasn't as composed as i should have been. i'm sorry for all that, and more.

we came so close. but it was not to be in the end.

but forget that. congratulations to the point four team, for giving our opponents one hell of a fight before going down. to the lot from 5.4, thank you ever so much for coming down and giving your all for the games. without you we most definitely would not have gotten anywhere.

one stage is over. next week is football. and all i ask for, is more of the same that i saw today. play your hearts out, enjoy the game, and in the end, the results matter less than the friendships formed and the bonds created between our two classes.

i'm sorry, and thank you all

9:15

today i clocked 9 minutes 15 seconds for 2.4km time trial. not bad considering my legs were completely stiff and immobile. but not good. no improvement from last year. still 45 seconds off my aim. nvm. there's still plenty of time. run anyone?

in other news, physics is absolutely stupid stupid retarded and [insert any other synonym here]. it's so stupid it makes a certain shiny headed teacher look smart.

knn. rot in hell you stupid prac

once again

what did i do to deserve this

over and over and over again the cycle keeps repeating itself

and i get caught in the whirlpool everytime

nay. i willingly throw myself into it, hoping to find the treasure chest at the end

but instead i find the ghost ship residing in the depths

and i escape, only to find another whirlpool

and to fling myself into it once again

always hoping, wishing, that there be treasure on the other end

but never finding any, and confidence grows low

so goes the story of the solitary sailor

fuck it all

there's no bloody point anymore

enough of ghost ships. let them stay and rot for all i care

fahrul's birthday

happy birthday mat

hope you like the taste (and feel) of whipped cream

bet it got quite ticklish in some areas

=)