I know there was gonna be football, Piala Malaysia Final but I didn’t bother. Not because I’m ignorant or prefer European leagues over local flavor, but because football is a game to play, not watch (unless you are not talented enough, that, I can comprehend). Seriously, I don’t really like watching football.

Having said that, I do follow people from Twitter about the game’s progression. It was mainly a live commentary from Abdus.

Although I do favor Kelantan over Negeri Sembilan, there are things that disgust me. Kelantan fans were throwing fireworks (edited: so was Negeri Sembilan)!

Kelantan fans also decided to take the BBQ party indoors. Darn. (from Blowie)

Soon after match was over, they took the finals onto the streets. Again people, it’s JUST football. (By they, I mean both teams).

Even before the match, Kelantan fans were aggressive.  They broke the Gate at Bukit Jalil. (from Yusni Arifin)

I know, they spent hours driving/flying down to KL, get stuck in traffic jams and queued for hours to get a piece of action. In the end, their team failed to shine. I would burn in anger too. But this is no way to face defeat! Take it like a man. Train a little harder and come back next year.

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What happens if they burn down the stadium? Thousands will die. Not to mention those flare thrown,.. Kalau terbakar orang mcm mane?

This isn’t the first time it happened. They even lid fireworks at their own stadium! Ini kerja gile!

To all Kelantan’s aggressive fans, LOSER SIAL.

ps: I personally think these people were never involved in any competitive sports. If they were, they’d be just like the rest of us. Go home and sulk till you fall asleep.

pss: All goals were awesome (except for penalty of course)

They keep telling me, the best tool for a Web Developer is a Mac. Everything is there. I’ve read somewhere also that it’s built for the creative industry. Sadly, I’m not even in the market of buying one, yet.

It’s not really easy designing a web. The process and technology keeps improving by the minute. Even as experienced as I am, I usually get tangled between codes and designs.

Where did I save this? Where did I save that? Can I make it this way? How bout that way? Does this look good? Is this light enough? Minimalist enough? .. the never ending bucket load of questions never cease to end.

Then the software. “Use this, use that. Eh, this is better, use this.” Also series of recommendations on how to free yourself from designs and codes.

Personally, wearing nothing but a towel is TOTAL FREEDOM.

It’s cheapest solution I know, so far. (Try it, you might like it!)

Oh well. Maybe it’s just a series of bad habits I developed when I was in Uni.

ps: Geek meeting with @bat at Taman Connaught tonight. See yah

“Dude, let’s go out. Wear something smart ok. I’ll pick you up after Maghrib”

Yeah, someone is paying for a Karoake session and bloody hell, I’m up for it! la La LA La la. Voice check. Ok, I’m good to go. About 7.30pm he picked me up. It was rather weird seeing him wearing a jacket. *Malaysia’s hot ok, no need jacket lah*.

“So where are we heading?”, I wasn’t too sure about the road.

“Somewhere you might like”. He continued driving.

“We’re here”, he said.

“Where is here?”

“Just follow-lah”

It was a hall filled with people wearing business suit. I didn’t bring my glasses, it was almost impossible to see the signs.

“Selamat datang ke…” I held the pamphlet and saw.. it was an MLM meeting or some shit. For a minute there I felt like punching my friend in the face. But it’s not worth breaking a sweat over tedious matter.

I sat there, 2 hours listening to “successful stories”. Non of them were inspiring.

“So what do you think bro? You can join under…”

“Bro, don’t ever call me again”, I interrupted and left him dumbfounded.

ps: Yes dude. I really mean it!

(Taken from my diary, year 2000, of course edited)

Breathe in, breathe out. This is it. This is the time to rise and shine. This is what I’ve been training for, for the last 3 years.

Remember how you used to do 1,500 sit ups per day? Remember how you used to do push up 1,000 per day? Remember all the running, endlessly? Remember that pylometrics move you did earnestly every single day after rugby training? And people usually had to stop you for dinner? Not to mentioned those calling you crazy?

Yes, I do.

“Loosen up a bit”. The coach (more like manager, as I coached myself) shouted from afar. “No pressure”, he added.

Yeah right! If he was next to me, I’d park my foot up his ass.

Continue Reading…

It’s funny. When you feel like writing something, you’re lost for words.

When you’re down flat on your back, you want to write something, but instead you prioritize your sleep. For me, sleep comes first because feeling sleepy is not something that comes by easily. (The usual is 2 days awake, 1 day sleep.)

Thanks to Dr. KJL, he gave me 10 insomniac tablets.  Time to correct my biological clock people.

ps: Sorry Ain for not helping your puncture tyre. Thankfully everything went well.