Sunday 26 February 2012

A Platform



What do you do when you feel controlled by anger or frustration? How will you react when you're weighed down by burdens and concerns? We all have our own ways to distract ourselves or seek for answers, some well, better than the others.

For me, it's football. It's a beautiful game and I love its physical nature. Just channel that unwanted emotions and worries to your feet, and let them.... talk their hearts out. For guys, it's something like beating the crap out of a punching bag. Makes us... quieter (:

The street court at Petal Gardens was my outdoor home since I was 9 - every single evening. Unfortunately the gangs and drugs cases got out of hand at that area and that made me think twice during sec 2. But it didn't bother me much coz thankfully I was in a school team. And I had the crazy pb dudes who're regulars at the pitch too.

When I moved on to college, I wanted to try something new. Y'know, try to see the unexplored routes. For those of you who were with me during PDP exhibition, you know the PDPs I signed up for. Hahahaha. But boy oh boy, I broke my self-promise and made a last minute call into football. My human nature. (;

The experience and lessons were priceless.

What's equally important for me was to have the field as that punching bag.


But now, I'm going to be frank - I feel crappy without it. I think it's the longest I've been without having a game of football. There are other ways but.. football's different.


A blessing.

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Eeeek. Hahahaha.

Anyways, I bumped into a video of a footballer I look up to since the start of my Red Devil trooper days. Paul Scholes. I was a kid back then when I first liked him and I didn't had a clue about his background and personality, but... it's just that special impression I had of him. And when I grew up around football players, I got to know of their idols, and they were more well-known and talked about on paper.

But what made me realize in this video is that the words of the papers are nothing compared to the words of legends and the best. If you can recognize the voices in the vid, well, an advantage for you. Beckham, Cantona, Henry, it goes on. The famed Zidane told the world that his biggest regret was not playing alongside Scholes. They praise him like no other.

The front page doesn't.

But when I knew about the legends looking up to him, it made me smile.

That satisfaction - I was right all along.




You don't have to watch the whole thing if you don't want to. But it will be great if you can just start from 06:55 to 10:15.

It's about him staying off the media, turning his head away from transfer money, and ultimately being a simple man. A simple man that's talked about by the greatest.

The england managers knocked on his door every term, asking him to continue representing the country on the international stage.

An ex-England manager said, "I tried hard to persuade him. We've been monitoring him for the second part of the season when he’s played very well. We tried to convince him to come back for England because he is one of the best midfielders. It was up to him but in the end he said no, preferring to have a holiday with his family”


He's just unreal.


I received a gift last year from my friends.
It's a Scholes' 1996 FA cup jersey.

Do you have jerseys or shirts with your idol's name on it?
Feels great doesn't it.

(:

I love having his name on my back.

It's an honour.

Friday 17 February 2012

There will be another day, and that other day, and that day

Didn't have a good week.

Hmm I tell you what, negativity isn't worth it. But what's worth it is enjoying an egg toast sandwich while watching today's sunset. Just. Sublime.

Dusk. Post-rain clouds dispersing total orange hues.
Still maintaining that blue-red gradient of the sky.

Unlucky. Didn't have a dslr with me.

This rare phenomenon turns me to a kid in a candy store, every time.
And I'll always remember them.

Little things make the best memories.

Remind yourself that.



Just another song.


A precious one.

Sunday 12 February 2012

Oh my, it's the End of The Road



1992 Grammy Award-winning, number one song.

Don't know about you, but I had legit goosebumps listening to this live performance. It's soul touching. That's what it is. Anyone to replace Boyz II Men? I doubt so. The new ones may match their vocals, but they won't come close to producing a similar level of natural class.


Sincere. Down to Earth. Genuine. (:

It flows into what they produce.



The song's quite lengthy. But you won't regret it, trust me.

It starts out plain and slow.
For the impatient ones, sorry. Heheh.



Proud to relive the 90s. Always.

Friday 10 February 2012

Estaba Delicioso

When you're forced to have just one choice, well, you only have one choice.

No more of those daily asam rebus nenas, asam pedas, lemak, sup ayam, sweet & sour.

Dayyuum.

I don't know about you, but I just can't have outside food for the entire day. The feeling and atmosphere of having a home is just not complete without home-made food. Maybe it's because of me initially having my mom as a full-time housemama. Perma home food (:

Well that was ages ago.

I've been cooking home food more frequently since the start of 2012. Everyday, I think. And for those of you who want to save up on your work moolahs, don't eat outside (other than your break ofc). Outside food isn't worth it, really. When you cook at home, it's fresher, tastier, healthier and more importantly, cheaper.

My fridge is currently stocked with boneless chicken meat, prawns, salmon, and of course, a spamload of veg, onion, ginger, garlic, and herbs. Who wouldn't be happy when they have those ingredients in their fridge.

Graciasful.

Besides that, have you ever cooked for someone? The moment when they compliment about your cooking - Ahhhh~ Haha although they might have been forced to do so coz they're afraid I'll take away their food.

Erghm.

No, it's not spicy.


That was tonight's dinner. Me is love Thai-style food.


Some of you can cook, but you just don't know it. And some of you can cook well, but you don't go to your blog and upload thai food dinner pics.

Woopseedaisies.


I can crack eggs using one hand.
Achievement unlocked.

Sunday 5 February 2012

There's So Much They Hold

Music you can relate to. Mmmm. [:

They make you feel better, don't they? You don't have to speak. Just listen, and let your soul do the talking. It's like a listening ear, a healing hand, a confidante. Besides, you don't have to trouble your pals. I'm sure they have their own, regardless of the magnitude. It's nice to keep that in mind. Don't be stubborn, but independent. 

Hmm.

The night sky's been... cloudy lately. It's so unclear, separates me from the stars.
But I'm much better prepared now. Just one frozen frame of the twinkles, please, at least.

Insignificant, they think they are. Although their warmth is as good as zilch, they're truly inspirational. It's too bad really, that they don't possess those pair of eyes on earth to see from our perspective. A majestic glow of light, in the middle of unimaginable void - such contrast for us. Silently blanketing our night, with humility. Maybe they don't intend to but hey, they're doing it. It's not our fault if we appreciate what they do.

It was the Moon at first, then Mars. What next? I'm sure we'll improve to venture further. Maybe, just maybe, we'll reach the stars. The only problem is.. we're seeing what they were, not what they are. The nearest star is 4.2 light years from us. Others are millions away. By the time their light reaches us, we'll being seeing a remnant - a snapshot of their past. Imagine a spaceship, maybe even astronauts, heading towards a star and when they reach it, the star's already evolved into a different gas class, or a supernova or just gone. Haha! But... I'm pretty sure humans are smart enough to study the stars. Coz for our kind, we travel with the future in mind. Of course we do, right?

But if that actually happens... Do we send our earth ambassadors to the next star, or stick to their survival instincts and head home with the planned amount fuel? That is, if they were actually planning to have a return trip. If they weren't planning to return, that star was their all. If the star is really not what they expected them to be, they'll just be floating around in confusion, aimlessly, with no gravity to pull them anywhere else. We're deluded by their separation from one another here on earth - light years appear to be mere millimetres. Most will say they're common things in the night sky. Well, what's uncommon for them then. Having chics in a bar to treat them tequilas? It's plain different. It's plain oblivion. The astronauts in the particular dilemma know best. Despite their abundance, astronauts perceive them to be extremely rare as the distance from one star to another is just absurd in human terms. It takes so much to get to one, let alone another. I believe that the next stage of admiration is genuine respect. I think these astronauts respect their destinations and it's a.. feeling only they understand.

It's unfortunate that these stars dwarf their visitors. Maybe they won't even notice them at all. Or maybe they do. Maybe to them, it's a privilege to have a  unique matter from another corner of the universe within close proximity. Maybe the stars have senses. Maybe the stars are actually less dead than we thought.

But the textbook doesn't say so.

Hah. Our textbooks are mere observations. The more we blindly trust our textbooks, the less we adapt to reality. I guess it's more of a 'textbook for survival' now instead of a 'textbook for knowledge'.

Anyways. I mean really, who knows, except for the stars themselves.

And due to that, I'll gladly treat them with respect, too.


"When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth
with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been,
and there you will always long to return."


As If Nothing Happened
If you didn't know, I have a new Flickr. Click the pic! Ty.


Holy blimey.

Am I drunk or something? *checks water bottle beside me* Hahaha. Must be the water, aye? Hmm, but pardon me. I think at times like this, I speak a different language. I think I really do! Hahaha. And tsk. Don't bother trying google translate.

By the way, did I waste your time? I hope not.




Legaci > Boyce Avenue. Has always been that way. My opinion.



Have you ever re-read a blog post.. at a slower pace?
How about with this legaci cover of jason mraz playing in the background?


Hahahaha. (:


The night sky.


There's so much they hold.