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How did I manage to love football?

Was it because of my genetics, the blood that runs through the veins of the men in the family?

Was it because out of the act of majority as everyone, boy@man, that I know talks,breathe even sleep in football land.

Or is it an act of honesty, that comes from the deepest depth of my heart?

Honestly, I dont have the answer myself.

last saturday nite was a horror. I was studying (yeah right!) in the afternoon and later got a bit tired. So decided to take a quick nap in hoping that I’m refreshed when I wake up later in the evening.

and as usual, I overslept. The moment I woke up the clock was already 7.11pm  ( I’m good with numbers) which means that berbuka in DM was quite impossible so l went with Remy to the college cafe for berbuka instead. It was a simple teh ais, kuey teow ayam and benjo for me. Just as I was forcefully stuffing myself with kuey teow ayam (it wasn’t the best taste in the world), then it hit me.

Tonite = saturday nite = weekends = EPL nite =Manchester United !

Damn! How can i forget! It was the clash of the rivals. Manchester United vs Liverpool! and it was tonite. and its gonna start in 20 mins.

Luckily remy understood why I ate like I was in a movie which was fast forwarded and he offered to save the spot for me while I dashed my way to shower and solat.

25 mins later (I found out that I wasnt the only one who was in the im-late-for-a-man united-game situation in the showers), the game started and I missed the line ups. Damn!

Berbatov,Rooney and Tevez up front didnt make much of an impact thou. Babel, Kuyt and Riera was something else.

In the end, yes, liverpool won. yes, vidic stupidly booked himself of a red card. and yes, carrick is injured an he wont be available for the chelsea crunch.

But consider this;

1. They played at merseyside, means Liverpool is at Home. Man United is Away. Liverpool have the home advantage

2.Man United was still without Super Cristiano Ronaldo.He’s the talisman.He’s the playmaker.

3.Berbatov have just arrived and he had only a week of training with the bunch. Not enough to create an understanding for both Rooney and Tevez

Well, enuff about why Man United didnt win. Its not the reason why Im writing anyway.

Football.

A game? Just a game?

A passion?

A religion?

You tell me.

Truth be told, I was a kaki bangku back in primary. Owh, wait. was it from kindergarten? Cant remember.

Anyway, there I was all alone on the field. Watching my friends chasing the ball and kicking it to the other end. I know nothing about football. Nothing . But it soon changed when I was in standard 2. It was a lazy monday morning, and I was the laziest on the field during Physical Education. And to my luck, the PE teacher spotted how lazy I was and he had this crazy idea.

"Today is football day.Form a group of seven now!", Mr. Zamri said to the cheers of the ‘athletes’ in my class.Owh, I forgot to mention, I was from an all-boys primary.

And so we played football, just that it didnt look like football at all. It was like kick-the-ball-to-the-other-end sport. Anyway, I was a defender and Mr.Zamri said my job was to clear the ball away from the penalty box, which was oblivious!

How the hell was I supposed to know what ‘clear’ means and what kind of box is a ‘penalty box’? I was terrified, being the smallest and most naive (dont laugh!) boy in class, to put up a ‘healthy sportsmanship’ fight with those bigger than me in size.

But as I played the game, I started to like it. The run to kick the ball away from my ‘penalty box’(I manage to identify it myself later in the game), the scramble to get to the ball first, the sweat, the shouts,the pulls of shirts (ooopss!) and the goal. That fateful day, football had made a dramatic entrance to my life. And it was there to stay for eternity.

And so each PE session, I’ll be looking forward to playing football.I was a natural defender. That is were Im good at. Man marking,tackling, body contact, even trash talking !hahaha..But I never went to become somebody in football, not even in primary. I was never that good to play for my school anyway.

As I reached standard 4, the air of football started to change. It was the world cup that year. and everyone was rooting for their favourite teams. (I did ponder on why Malaysia wasnt in the world cup and concluded that the world cup was probably for countries in Europe.How naive can I be?). So anyway, me being the naive guy, know nothing about the world cup. Silly me.

And as everyone in my class was rooting for brazil (the only players we know back then was Ronaldo-of course the older and ageing one that is),  I  managed to  read a paper cut on England’s football team. There was Owen, Shearer, David Seamans and a blonde hair dude with a great hair-do. straight I went to ask a friend and he said "Owh, thats David Beckahm".

And thats how I feel in love with Manchester United.

Assalamualaikum wbt,

   Looking at the title, u’d probably think that my brother is dead or gone already.
WRONG! He’s still alive and living a hell of a life. He’s working actually at Jusco Tebrau and earns more than me per month! How unfair!
   Being my lilttle bro, I wud always kind ask him to do things for me. And if he doesn’t comply, well lets just say u dont wanna know how cruel i can be to my own liltle bro.Hehe. He’s the type brother who doesn’t whine soo much verbally, but emotionally probably. Being a big bro, u wud always have a specialty to ask u sibs to do things for u and not being told off by your parents.hehe.there’s this one tyme dad ask me to sweep and cut off the grass at our backyard. Me being sooo lazy and sooo not in the mood to sweat myself early in the morning, asked my lil’ bro, in front of my dad who had just asked ME to do it. And gweez what my dad said, "Pergilah angah, abang penat tuh"..HEhehe..
   I never did think highly of him. Always tot he was the weakest link among us siblings. He didn’t knew a lot of common things. But, boy was I unprepared for a rude awakening.
  Years had past, and he changed A LOT! He knew things that I didn’t. he knew ways to sooo many places in JB. And he was the first to drive our new Proton Persona among us siblings instead of me?!
  And as I ponder, I knew mom was right. He was a very late bloomer. But he bloom perfectly. Now, i can never underestimate him like before. He was on par or probably better in so many ways compared to his big bro. He grew to be someone I never tot he cud be. And he’s still growing in an incredibly fast rate..
  Next two weeks he’ll be futhering his studies in Poli Pasir Gudang. , which before I never knew he cud even enter, but he prove me wrong.Hehehe.All my best wishes for you my lilttle bro.

P/S: Farith Redha, a brother u wud die without!

time is not on my side.
true.
i have 4 mid term examination next week and i have only one full day to organize everything and prepare.algebra,mechanics of materials,manufacturing technology and dynamics.
gosh, this is what u’ll get if u keep delaying work and studies.
but lets just face the truth here.
how many of us really do study everything by the day.
how many of us would know everything that has been taught by the end of the day.
not many.true.
probably not even half of the class.
why?
well,when ur in a university, regardless which, abroad or national, u’ll have different commitments to cope with..
yup, you heard me rite.
although ur priority is academics, u will have problems dividing your time, handling commitments other than academics, which in the end of the day will take your study time..
having a schedule u say?
well, that could work. if u dont have any unplanned events comes in ur way.
yeah sure u say u want to study from 9.00pm to 11.00pm. but in a moment,ur planning for the nite might just be another useless plan when u receive an sms saying that u r needed at certain time of the nite…
escape?
well, u can. but then, people wud have a hard time trusting you and in the end u’ll get knocked out of college.
overall, life in university is great IF u know how to plan ur life in it.
for those who will venture into uni-life, i wish good luck and may the wisdom of right-planning be with you..
gambatte!

salam.

ow. finally i’m back home. Again. after plus-minus 6 month. Where i’ve been? To the place one would die to go to, Universiti Malaya..

what have i’ve been doing? well, i’m trying to be a man of course. Yup. True enuff, my years at UM have developed me a litle bit further on becoming an adult.  A true man, sum would say.

But the again, i’m only 19. Whats the fuss of being an adult already? well my fren, my dad always says that  there’s never too early for anything. so why not be an adult right this minute and leave all the teens inside me behind..

But tell me, how do u see an adult anyway? For u to be an adult, do you need to have a permenant job, own a car and get married? Or do you need to wear formal clothes al the time, not forgetting nice italian leather shoes? Or do you need to get rid all of those fancy jeans and nike sneakers and trade them with nice long khakis pants and leather shoes?

Tell me, if that is the way u view and adult then what about those who is an odd-job workers, those who doesnt have permanent payrolls, or those who works at pasar malam? What about those who never got married, never wore nice clothes to work or doesnt even own a leather shoe?
So what do u call them?

A premature adulT? A seasoned teenager?

Hurm, my parents always wants me to be more of an adult than a boy. Likewise, i’m the first child, i’m supposed to set an example to my brother and sister.  I’m supposed to stop playing PS2 games, and start reading some serious books. I’m suppose to stop treating my brother lightly and start giving him serious attention. I’m suppose to force my sister into feminism rather than what she is now.

well, i guess there’s a lot of ways people view of being an adult is. at least, thats what my parents want me to become.

huh.see u in another adult year.in the mean time, HELP!

salam.

been a while aint it? this blog has been nothing but emptiness for a month or two..or even three..i lost the track of time completely..when u finished sumwhat the most beatiful part of life, u’ll just get bored of doing other things..yup.i’m talking about leaving college, leaving school..leaving the most influential part of ur life and to noe that it wud never EVER come again..

people say that when u leave school, u’ll become more of a man, of an adult.well, even in most malay community, ur considered old enough to think about marriage when u leave school..remember the saying ur parents or ur gramps used to tell u? quote "belum habis sekolah lagi, dah sibuk nak kahwin" unqoute. i get that all the time..heheh.. but after 12 years of education, including the unforgivable time in gambang, makes me more of an adult? a minor "yes" and a major "no". coz i still feel like im a boy lost in an adult teenage body..hehe..

the point is by just leaving school wont make u an adult , in particular a better person, but what u do during ur years before u leave school or college, thats what counts. during that time what have u achieved? how many feats have u accomplished? how many girls have u hooked up with..

all this matters in determing the person, or the adult u will be in the future.

tomorrow i will make a step further in my quest of becoming an adult.tomorrow i will start my quest in a land that have accomplished soo many, universiti malaya. tomorrow my journey for eternal glory continues. and of course, sooner i will again leave sumthing that i feel will influence me the most. but then again, what matters is, have i managed to leave with the dignity of becoming an adult?

thin about it.goodluck for those who will pursue their tertiary education tomorrow and so forth.

salam.

Salam and guood day to all,

To friends, teachers, seniors, juniors, admirers, even to all those who hate me,

I am sorry for such a long delay of this blog. Why you ask? Well, its dead simple. I’m sooo f**king lazy and tired whistling my life in this pathetic box of letters. Ow, sorry for the F word. I cant help it. Seeing too much american independent movie lately. Got the F word all over the dialogues. Can’t help it.

Life is quite the same after all this f**king months. Same tv, same music, same news. But of course, I wont be bloging this down if I have nothing exciting to say.

Guess what? I’ve got plenty to share and I’m sure you guys have plenty to think about.

1st July 2007, I will be shoving my own A** into Universiti Malaya. Yeah, you heard me right, Universiti Malaya. my childhood dreams. Yup. Eversince i knew the existence of UM, i was amazed, merely hypnotised by it. Mention UM in front of me and i’ll go beserk. Seriously, no joke. I’ll catch up to any news involving UM. I’ve known that the VC of UM is Dr Rafiah Salim. A she. Yeah, a woman VC. I’m not saying its a bad thing, its just that she’s gotta be the brightest in the country to be the VC of one of the best University in the world (ohh shove UKM n USM away.. they just made the rankings last year). neways, Cant wait to start a new STUDENT life there. Looking forward for a boombastic start.

I went to the UTP Educamp last two weeks with Syafiq. Was a f**king long journey. Slept almost all of the trip. but still i got neckpain and nausea everytime i woke up. UTP was f**king awesome. Cool labs, big halls, f**king gigantic library. Even have some foreign students.(unfortenately there’s only africans,chinese, asians and arabs. cant find any hot american babes there..hahahah..gosh i"m a jerk!).went to some interviews, met some frens, even manage to get friendly with a guy 3 years older than me..but the turnout was a bummer. Nop. I did not manage to pursue a degree in super-cool-awesome UTP. I dunno. Maybe i screw up or sumthing. But, What THe Heck! I’m in UM silly.

well, think thats all for noe.gotta go. got sumthing really important to do. call my gurlfren. heheheheheh

Salam wbt.

morning or afternoon or evening.

First and foremost, we shud be proud of our country, malaysia. Yes, this i must agree most. u noe y? coz we have so many varsities to choose from to  have our tertiary education, 20 institutions to be exact. yes 20 well-managed, high-tech, varsities. lets go thru one by one shall we. we have UM, UTM, USM, UPM, UiTM, UKM, UIAM, UMS,UNIMAS, UUM, UniMAP, UTHM, UMP, UMT, USIM, UTEM,  UDM. ets not forget UPNM and UMK which is to be in full operation on july 2007.

Yes, as a malaysian, im so proud. But, they say too many varsities can also brings too much problems. what problems u may ask? well, choosing the best one that suites our needs!

Argh!!!I’m having a dilemma here. a very serious one. never tot that choosing varsity was this hard. heheh..imagine having soo many opinions on so many varsity and in the end you end up messing with ur mind about which is best and what is good?

so far UM, UKM, UTM and USM have caught my attention.their excellence in fields that im so interested about have shown me that this clusters of varsity would help me be a man in the future (eerr..by this statement i dont mean that im a woman). what is left for me to do is to choose where and to know why. which is the very thing that i have problem doing.

my dad used to say "Stop playing the PS2 when im giving you talks". Ow..wait..thats the wrong one. ow.. veri well, let Allah decide whats best and what’s not.

Assalamualaikum wbt. and good day to you guys,

  Gong Xi Fa Cai to all of my chinese frens. Happy chinese new year guys. To Wei kIt especially.

  16 February 2007.11.40 a.m. Pahang Matriculation College Cyber Room. Haha..Today i’m going back to jB. Kind  a late though. at 11p.m.  Even that was lucky. If not, im going back tomorrow.

  Here in Pahang, alot had been happenig and even more are going to take place in the future. 23-25 were going to have some visitors from Universiti Putra Malaysia(UPM) and Universiti Tun Hussein Onn Malaysia(UTHM). Got some motivation week with them. Kind a fun, coz we get to meet face to face with an undergraduate and this fact psyche me the most.

  Getting and placing yourself into a well-established higher learning institution is everyone’s dream..everyone that is in my age that is.. And by coming into contact with those who had been there is sumthing wothwhile. We get to see the first hand experience from a senior which of course had endured life in such institutions. Just cant wait.

  2-8 march there would be a "Soft skills and Mind" week or I think that waht it is call. There would be plenty of activities..pidato, quiz, pantun..and the most important DEBATE! haha..finally, sumthing i have been waiting for eversince i quit debating at SBP Integrasi Mersing. WOWH! the hype just keeps haunting me. I’m urged to debate, i dunno why thought. Its just that everytime i hear there’s a debate competition, i just get hyped up! and i love the feeling. All in all, i’m set to burn the debate floor. heheh

  Its approximately 2 month from my 2nd semester and the FINAL exam here in Pahang Matriulation College. The more i think about it, i realize that i’m becaming more an adult by the days that pass. Hehe.. I never knew time would pass so fast. One year in Pahang Matriculation College had taught me sumthin. Or not, everything. hehe..

  All n all, wishing u guys, those who knew me well or those who knew me just by my face and name, all da best in futures to come. Salam Ukhwah!

assalamualaikum wbt. n good day everyone.

quite a word to make a title right? it sumhow means "hell this is hard" or sumthin like that. got it after mingling wit a lot of my chinese frens here in pahang.

my last post was history.dated way back. 2 month approximately. whow. buzy tak hingat dunia! sampai tak sempat nak update blog. well, a lot of things had been happening all around me. my little sister upsr results, raya hajie, the start of my 2nd sem here in pahang, ow.. n by da way.. i’m single..AGAIN!

well, first things first. My sister got, as expected, 5A’s. And i just shaved my hair for it. I pledge a nazar, saying that if she can get 5A’s, i’ll shave my hair off. and, walla! there goes my hair. all of it. yes, boys and girls, believe it or not, i’m bald! botak! and i cant say that i’m proud of being the ‘lex luthor’ in my college. gee, just cant stand people eyeing my head.but, hey its been 3 weeks now. my hair had finally grow back. to an extend so that people cant call me baldy anymore. hehe..ow, by da way.. my sis obtain a place in SMKA Johor Jaya. quite close to home, Reall close i  mean. It’s just like 30 minutes. But still she needs to stay in her hostel. end of story.

raya ajie was nothing exciting this year. i went nowhere outside of jay bee. bored of course. solat sunat aidiladha, went to nenek’s house in kg melayu majidee, went to pak ad’s house, then home. weh, nothing special for aidiladha last year.

2007 had finally arrived inside our life. a new year means a new leaf rite? a new me, a new inside, and possibly a new gurlfren.. hehe.. whoops.. that just slipped. neway, looking forward for a new life this 2007.

wahrgh!!! mayday! mayday! UPs is next week. and i read nothing! huhu..

arr..think thats it for now. I’ll be updating this blog for another month maybe. hope there is sumthin interesting to tell by then.

Assalamualaikumwbt..gud day!

Frens of all ages and races, i have a seriuos quiry here..is frens really are forever?

I mean do we really stick together thruout our luife? Wil we actually remember things dat we do or dont do along the road of frenship? I wonder fondly…

A lot of times i see frens ends their frenship by not contacting or even have the tendency to say ‘how r u?’ to u. its weird to c dat after all weve been thru 2gether there are always this thing called "end". Herm, but still life has to go on.

But the question remains permanent, does frenship lasts forever?