Football, the game of the planet no sport has been played more
widely and more frequently then this game on earth. It's also
the one game I'd live and die for if i was given a chance, just
too bad I wasn't born to Ian Rush or Jurgen Klinsmann. It all
started with my dad buying me a ball, there was an open field
right opposite my house where all the kids used to come and play
at 5:30 in the evening and I'll be usually there by 5 with my
ball kicking around waiting for friends.
If one of them see me on the field, they will go round up like
4 or 5 kids from around the area and come join me on the field.
When the 6 of us play more kids will see us and join us, there
were about a total of 10-14 kids in my area who'd be waiting
for the 5:30 kick-off and would be cursing the rain if it showed
it's face. They they hated having to go tuition during that
time on some days. This is where my passion for football bloom,
even my dad, back then about 45yo you'd join us and play.
He'd usually be the goal keeper, but never misses the chance
to take free kicks and penalties. If he was taking it, no kid
would dare be the goal keeper LOL. His kick was like a missle
launcher, seeing my dad play soon older kids started joining
us. Wow it was such a challenge playing with them, but I loved
it, I learned so much from them. As for being a fan of club
sides, it was the golden age of the malaysian league, unlike
the mess they call a league now. I was a supporter of the red
giants, Selangor F.C and I always love to watch Selangor play
Singapore. Yes singapore back then was int he malaysian league.
Players like K.Senbagamaran and Azman Adnan were real idols to
me. As time passed, Singapore left the Malaysian league to set
up their own league, which is a lot better then the malaysian
league now. The interest I had in the Malaysian league slowly
dwindled. Then I moved my attention to the world cup and Euro.
in Euro 1990, I was a big fan of West Germany, with my fav
player of all time so far(Gerrard and Torres will over throw
him soon) leading the German attack, Jurgen Klinsman. Rightly
so, West Germany won the world cup that year beating Argentina
in the final.
This world cup though open my eyes to sooo many talented players
with the likes of Diego Maradona, Roberto Baggio, Paulo Maldini,
Davor Suker, Paul Gascoigne and Marco Van Basten. I watch them
play every single game and tried to copy their moves on my front
yard. Guess what, it really helped ever since then I just kept
getting better and better in football and before I knew it, I
made the school team. The teacher(coach) told me I'm skinny and
I need to put on some weight, I still got a few game experience
under my belt though.
Between that time and the next world cup, I had already become
an important player in my school team and had played football
every evening in the field if it wans't raining. The 1994 world
cup was also an amazing experience and I was still supporting
Germany since Klinsman was still there. I've not seen another
player in the world cup who scores as many goals as him. He
scored in nearly every game germany played, such and awesome
player. By this time though, I was already a Liverpool fan and
I was pretty sad that England did not qualify, I really wanted
to see Robbie Fowler and Steve McManaman playing for England
in the world cup.
This world cup was a lot more of a leanring experience then the
last one because now I knew a lot more things about football
and had a betetr control of the ball then before. This is when
I started perfecting my dribbling skills, I could take on 3 to
4 players at a time when I was playing for my school then. I was
not the hero of the school team, although I provided a lot to
the school main strikers who were twins. They were awesome too,
I had so much confidence in they goal poaching ability that I
wouldn't shoot if I had the chance to pass to them even if I
had a clear shot. I was afraid i'd miss and I was sure they'd
never miss.
I still kept on playing every evening and become better and
better but second year in secondary school I decided to stop
playing for school because I didn't like the coach who kept
complaining that I was too thin although by then I was already
a good player. I was probably the 4/5th best player in my year
in school in the attacking/midfield position. Since then I only
played in inter class tournerments and school sports day. I
had also become a hardcore Liverpool fan and started practicing
complicated skills at home in the evenings.
When I got to university, football was also something I did every
evening. I had a football star status in Uni, it was the peak
of my form, till I injured my ligerment and never fully recovered
back to the same form again. Still not too bad though, before
I could aim a cone on the goal post from the middle of the field
without missing it, that accuracy wasn't there anymore. I still
played for my uni and a club called Bear Hill United in the MMU
league. Those were fun times, now days I'm more into indoor
football(futsal). I am the lynchpin of my futsal team, the mvp.
haha I wish I was born to Jurgen Klinsmann, with the passion I
had and his training, I would have be playing by the side of
Torres and Gerrard hunting for the Champions League and Premier
League titles.
Liverpool is at the a point where it's argueably in the best
form of any team in the world. Trashing the two biggest clubs
in the world Real Madrid and Manchester United. Now, they have
been drawn against Chealsea in the champions league, how I wish
i could terrorize them with torres and gerrard. I don't have the
skill I need for that, so I'm giving all my heart to you guys
to bring back the European champions league to Anfield for the
6th time!!
That's if for this entry, c ya'll. Peace out ^_^
widely and more frequently then this game on earth. It's also
the one game I'd live and die for if i was given a chance, just
too bad I wasn't born to Ian Rush or Jurgen Klinsmann. It all
started with my dad buying me a ball, there was an open field
right opposite my house where all the kids used to come and play
at 5:30 in the evening and I'll be usually there by 5 with my
ball kicking around waiting for friends.
If one of them see me on the field, they will go round up like
4 or 5 kids from around the area and come join me on the field.
When the 6 of us play more kids will see us and join us, there
were about a total of 10-14 kids in my area who'd be waiting
for the 5:30 kick-off and would be cursing the rain if it showed
it's face. They they hated having to go tuition during that
time on some days. This is where my passion for football bloom,
even my dad, back then about 45yo you'd join us and play.
He'd usually be the goal keeper, but never misses the chance
to take free kicks and penalties. If he was taking it, no kid
would dare be the goal keeper LOL. His kick was like a missle
launcher, seeing my dad play soon older kids started joining
us. Wow it was such a challenge playing with them, but I loved
it, I learned so much from them. As for being a fan of club
sides, it was the golden age of the malaysian league, unlike
the mess they call a league now. I was a supporter of the red
giants, Selangor F.C and I always love to watch Selangor play
Singapore. Yes singapore back then was int he malaysian league.
Players like K.Senbagamaran and Azman Adnan were real idols to
me. As time passed, Singapore left the Malaysian league to set
up their own league, which is a lot better then the malaysian
league now. The interest I had in the Malaysian league slowly
dwindled. Then I moved my attention to the world cup and Euro.
in Euro 1990, I was a big fan of West Germany, with my fav
player of all time so far(Gerrard and Torres will over throw
him soon) leading the German attack, Jurgen Klinsman. Rightly
so, West Germany won the world cup that year beating Argentina
in the final.
This world cup though open my eyes to sooo many talented players
with the likes of Diego Maradona, Roberto Baggio, Paulo Maldini,
Davor Suker, Paul Gascoigne and Marco Van Basten. I watch them
play every single game and tried to copy their moves on my front
yard. Guess what, it really helped ever since then I just kept
getting better and better in football and before I knew it, I
made the school team. The teacher(coach) told me I'm skinny and
I need to put on some weight, I still got a few game experience
under my belt though.
Between that time and the next world cup, I had already become
an important player in my school team and had played football
every evening in the field if it wans't raining. The 1994 world
cup was also an amazing experience and I was still supporting
Germany since Klinsman was still there. I've not seen another
player in the world cup who scores as many goals as him. He
scored in nearly every game germany played, such and awesome
player. By this time though, I was already a Liverpool fan and
I was pretty sad that England did not qualify, I really wanted
to see Robbie Fowler and Steve McManaman playing for England
in the world cup.
This world cup was a lot more of a leanring experience then the
last one because now I knew a lot more things about football
and had a betetr control of the ball then before. This is when
I started perfecting my dribbling skills, I could take on 3 to
4 players at a time when I was playing for my school then. I was
not the hero of the school team, although I provided a lot to
the school main strikers who were twins. They were awesome too,
I had so much confidence in they goal poaching ability that I
wouldn't shoot if I had the chance to pass to them even if I
had a clear shot. I was afraid i'd miss and I was sure they'd
never miss.
I still kept on playing every evening and become better and
better but second year in secondary school I decided to stop
playing for school because I didn't like the coach who kept
complaining that I was too thin although by then I was already
a good player. I was probably the 4/5th best player in my year
in school in the attacking/midfield position. Since then I only
played in inter class tournerments and school sports day. I
had also become a hardcore Liverpool fan and started practicing
complicated skills at home in the evenings.
When I got to university, football was also something I did every
evening. I had a football star status in Uni, it was the peak
of my form, till I injured my ligerment and never fully recovered
back to the same form again. Still not too bad though, before
I could aim a cone on the goal post from the middle of the field
without missing it, that accuracy wasn't there anymore. I still
played for my uni and a club called Bear Hill United in the MMU
league. Those were fun times, now days I'm more into indoor
football(futsal). I am the lynchpin of my futsal team, the mvp.
haha I wish I was born to Jurgen Klinsmann, with the passion I
had and his training, I would have be playing by the side of
Torres and Gerrard hunting for the Champions League and Premier
League titles.
Liverpool is at the a point where it's argueably in the best
form of any team in the world. Trashing the two biggest clubs
in the world Real Madrid and Manchester United. Now, they have
been drawn against Chealsea in the champions league, how I wish
i could terrorize them with torres and gerrard. I don't have the
skill I need for that, so I'm giving all my heart to you guys
to bring back the European champions league to Anfield for the
6th time!!
That's if for this entry, c ya'll. Peace out ^_^
Every since I was a little boy, I was never really a fan of books.
I was always the boy meddling with his building block making
everything from Aeroplanes to Windmills. When I went to my first
year in school, I saw a friend reading a kids story book with
pictures and story(King Author). I didn't read though, I just
flipped through the pages to see the pictures and make out the
story but the more i see the pictures the more I wanted to read it
so one day I borrowed the King Author and the Roundtable Knights
book from the library to read.
I read the first few pages it was really exiting, but something
just deflected my attention from it. This time it were the lone wolf
game books, I saw my friends playing it and writing down their
stats and battles, I was so intrigued. I wanted one of those books
so bad. One day when we passed by the book shop I persuaded my mom
to get me the book, mom thought it was some kinda story book or
something and would be good. I went back home and immediately
tried to make sense of the whole thing reading the instructions
and everything, i didn't get it lol.
The next day I went to school and asked my friend how to play and
he thought me. Since then my whole attention was on the game book
and i'll play the whole day long. It was the most fun I had at
that time. The game book made my interest in Medieval battle with
sword and magic flourish. After i was done with my book I exchanged
it with my friend's book and so on, ended up finishing quite a few books.
Then at one point there were no more game books, but by this
time I understood all these medeival stories and things. I found
my old unreturned King Author book LOL(yeah never returned it >.<)
I took my time to read that book and it was the best book I've
read, the honour, the skills, the magic, the knights and the weapons.
I loved it, so many of the things I created were named Excalibur
hahaha. Everything from a sword drawing to a hand craved ice cream
stick. From then on I never read any stories that didn't involve
magic and adventure and swords. Some of the other books I read were
a local folk lore called "Hang Tuah", Treasure Islands, Sinbad and a few
more(younger days).
Not only did I like the novels, when I got my computer, even games
were only those with sword and magic (except a few like X-Com).
I always wanted to be a knight or an adventurer saving the damsel
in distress hahaha. After years and years of Swords and Magic, I
found the best book ever written, The Lord of the Rings!! This was
what my whole life of reading swords and magic was meant for LOL.
The best book ever, I became a fanatic and soon after the movies
were released. Most fantastic movies ever made, I wished I was
one of the Riders of Rohan, the mounted warriors from the West
Fold.
Then after that it was Harry Potter, although it was not as good
as Lord of The Rings Harry Potter was full of adventure and magic.
I loved these books too and I read all of them. How I wished life
could be all about training with swords and magic, protecting your
kingdom/family/friends from harm, saving a beautiful maiden and
make her fall in love with you and live happily ever after haha.
If only life was as interesting, this is one of the reasons why
MMORPG attracted me, it was an alternate life where you can really
become a Legend, a warrior people respect and enemies fear.
Honour and Courage has been me all my life and
i'll never change it.
That's it for my episode 2. More to come soon, peace out guys ^_^
PS: Riders of Rohan Music...I love the part from 2:25 - 3:20 have
a listen ^^
I was always the boy meddling with his building block making
everything from Aeroplanes to Windmills. When I went to my first
year in school, I saw a friend reading a kids story book with
pictures and story(King Author). I didn't read though, I just
flipped through the pages to see the pictures and make out the
story but the more i see the pictures the more I wanted to read it
so one day I borrowed the King Author and the Roundtable Knights
book from the library to read.
I read the first few pages it was really exiting, but something
just deflected my attention from it. This time it were the lone wolf
game books, I saw my friends playing it and writing down their
stats and battles, I was so intrigued. I wanted one of those books
so bad. One day when we passed by the book shop I persuaded my mom
to get me the book, mom thought it was some kinda story book or
something and would be good. I went back home and immediately
tried to make sense of the whole thing reading the instructions
and everything, i didn't get it lol.
The next day I went to school and asked my friend how to play and
he thought me. Since then my whole attention was on the game book
and i'll play the whole day long. It was the most fun I had at
that time. The game book made my interest in Medieval battle with
sword and magic flourish. After i was done with my book I exchanged
it with my friend's book and so on, ended up finishing quite a few books.
Then at one point there were no more game books, but by this
time I understood all these medeival stories and things. I found
my old unreturned King Author book LOL(yeah never returned it >.<)
I took my time to read that book and it was the best book I've
read, the honour, the skills, the magic, the knights and the weapons.
I loved it, so many of the things I created were named Excalibur
hahaha. Everything from a sword drawing to a hand craved ice cream
stick. From then on I never read any stories that didn't involve
magic and adventure and swords. Some of the other books I read were
a local folk lore called "Hang Tuah", Treasure Islands, Sinbad and a few
more(younger days).
Not only did I like the novels, when I got my computer, even games
were only those with sword and magic (except a few like X-Com).
I always wanted to be a knight or an adventurer saving the damsel
in distress hahaha. After years and years of Swords and Magic, I
found the best book ever written, The Lord of the Rings!! This was
what my whole life of reading swords and magic was meant for LOL.
The best book ever, I became a fanatic and soon after the movies
were released. Most fantastic movies ever made, I wished I was
one of the Riders of Rohan, the mounted warriors from the West
Fold.
Then after that it was Harry Potter, although it was not as good
as Lord of The Rings Harry Potter was full of adventure and magic.
I loved these books too and I read all of them. How I wished life
could be all about training with swords and magic, protecting your
kingdom/family/friends from harm, saving a beautiful maiden and
make her fall in love with you and live happily ever after haha.
If only life was as interesting, this is one of the reasons why
MMORPG attracted me, it was an alternate life where you can really
become a Legend, a warrior people respect and enemies fear.
Honour and Courage has been me all my life and
i'll never change it.
That's it for my episode 2. More to come soon, peace out guys ^_^
PS: Riders of Rohan Music...I love the part from 2:25 - 3:20 have
a listen ^^
The next morning I woke up and I dind't realize
that had a sore leg. I don't have a bed frame in
my room, my matress is on the floor. This means
it's a lot more effort waking up in the morning.
On that day I placed my right leg down and tried
pulling myself up, it hurt like hell >.< I groaned
and fell back on to my bed... I had to lay in bed
till I could collect my strength pull myself up
with my left leg.
I got off bed hopped on one leg and want to wash
up. So freaking troublesome jumping everywhere on
one foot. As I was going downstairs, mom said the
neighbours offered to take me to this chinese
medicine man(Shensei). I was like..."huh? the doc
asked me not to stress my right leg till the 10th"
and my mom said, "Nevermind, Sharon(my neighbour)
says this guy is really good...lets see what he
can do". I thought to myself...if he can get things
better and i said ok.
After breakfast, mom went out and called the
neighbours and they said they'll take me to the
shensei right now. So I got ready and headed
out, climbed onto his car and went to this
shensei's place. The place was like a chinese
village with big taoist temples a quite a few
medicine man practice center. Everytime I saw one
I went...ahh is it this one? and Eddie(neighbour)
says "nah not this one, the one we're going to
is the sifu(master)" haha. Then Sharon says "This
guys treatments are painful you know?", unnessasarily
making me scared T.T
Finally we got to the place, it was practically a
house. There were old women cleaning vegetable in
front of the house, little kids jumping and playing
with thier toys and dogs roaming around the front
yard. There was this tiny board infront of the house
with chinese characters and a cell phone number.
Eddie took out his cell phone and called the number.
After the call Eddie says, The shensei is on the way.
In my mind, i thought the shensei is gonna be a old
guy with greay facial hair. But that was not to be
true.
About 2 minutes later, a guy came riding on his
motorcycle and Eddie say "There, that's the guy".
What I say was a young man whow as around his 30s
with his hair slickly combed back with some hair gel.
I was surprised, "Wow that's the shensei?" and Eddie
replies "Ya ya that's him". As the shensei walks by
the show us to the door and we follow behind him.
He asked the kids to move away and asked me to sit
on this rattan sofa.
After a while he came back out carrying a small box.
Sat on the floor and asked me what was wrong. I told
him the doctor told me i have a ligerment tear. He
said "ok" and took off the huge bandage on my leg.
he had no mercy what so ever!!! He was treating me
as if nothing was wrong >.< it hurt like a bitch =.="
Then he said something to sharon in cantonese, and
sharon said "He says something on your ankle is not
in place". The next thing I know he's pressing the
place that hurt the most and twisting my leg left and
right...even thinking of it make me feel the pain T.T
Then he says, stand up now and put your leg down.
I did it and it was much less of a pain, I was wondering
if it was because my leg is better now or just because
he just caused my troumendous pain and this pain was
nothing compared to what he did...haha.
Nevertheless it felt better and I told him
"Ya, sekarang kurang sakit" (Yeah it hurts lass now)
Then he takes this traslucent yellow paper, put some
dung coloured herb on it and placed it on my ankle.
Don't worry though, It didn't smell like dung,
it smelled fine like herbs haha. He bandaged my leg
without the support thingy I had before and asked me
to try walking again. Now I could walk ok o.O, I was
like "whoah!, talk about a miracle" O.o After that
he takes that same kinda herb he put on my leg, rolls
it into tiny circles and asked me to take it twice a
day for two days and i'll be fine.
He charged us Rm30 and sent us back home, I thanked
him and left. Can you imagine? I paid nearly Rm2000
in the hospital that said I'd need 12 days to walk and
this guy charged me RM30 and got me wlkaing immediately!!
What the heck do those doctors learn?!! >.< ask them
all to go learn chinese medicine...lol. Anyway, since
then my walking got a lot better although I can't kick
yet. The miracle man saved me!! Yatta!!
So, guys and girls...next time you get an injury...
go see the shensei!! not the doctor!!....
Honestly i don't know if that's good advice LOL but
this guy surely was the hero of the day haha.
That's it for "The tragedy and the miracle worker"
trilogy. Hope it gave you some insight...c ya guy
=Peace out=
that had a sore leg. I don't have a bed frame in
my room, my matress is on the floor. This means
it's a lot more effort waking up in the morning.
On that day I placed my right leg down and tried
pulling myself up, it hurt like hell >.< I groaned
and fell back on to my bed... I had to lay in bed
till I could collect my strength pull myself up
with my left leg.
I got off bed hopped on one leg and want to wash
up. So freaking troublesome jumping everywhere on
one foot. As I was going downstairs, mom said the
neighbours offered to take me to this chinese
medicine man(Shensei). I was like..."huh? the doc
asked me not to stress my right leg till the 10th"
and my mom said, "Nevermind, Sharon(my neighbour)
says this guy is really good...lets see what he
can do". I thought to myself...if he can get things
better and i said ok.
After breakfast, mom went out and called the
neighbours and they said they'll take me to the
shensei right now. So I got ready and headed
out, climbed onto his car and went to this
shensei's place. The place was like a chinese
village with big taoist temples a quite a few
medicine man practice center. Everytime I saw one
I went...ahh is it this one? and Eddie(neighbour)
says "nah not this one, the one we're going to
is the sifu(master)" haha. Then Sharon says "This
guys treatments are painful you know?", unnessasarily
making me scared T.T
Finally we got to the place, it was practically a
house. There were old women cleaning vegetable in
front of the house, little kids jumping and playing
with thier toys and dogs roaming around the front
yard. There was this tiny board infront of the house
with chinese characters and a cell phone number.
Eddie took out his cell phone and called the number.
After the call Eddie says, The shensei is on the way.
In my mind, i thought the shensei is gonna be a old
guy with greay facial hair. But that was not to be
true.
About 2 minutes later, a guy came riding on his
motorcycle and Eddie say "There, that's the guy".
What I say was a young man whow as around his 30s
with his hair slickly combed back with some hair gel.
I was surprised, "Wow that's the shensei?" and Eddie
replies "Ya ya that's him". As the shensei walks by
the show us to the door and we follow behind him.
He asked the kids to move away and asked me to sit
on this rattan sofa.
After a while he came back out carrying a small box.
Sat on the floor and asked me what was wrong. I told
him the doctor told me i have a ligerment tear. He
said "ok" and took off the huge bandage on my leg.
he had no mercy what so ever!!! He was treating me
as if nothing was wrong >.< it hurt like a bitch =.="
Then he said something to sharon in cantonese, and
sharon said "He says something on your ankle is not
in place". The next thing I know he's pressing the
place that hurt the most and twisting my leg left and
right...even thinking of it make me feel the pain T.T
Then he says, stand up now and put your leg down.
I did it and it was much less of a pain, I was wondering
if it was because my leg is better now or just because
he just caused my troumendous pain and this pain was
nothing compared to what he did...haha.
Nevertheless it felt better and I told him
"Ya, sekarang kurang sakit" (Yeah it hurts lass now)
Then he takes this traslucent yellow paper, put some
dung coloured herb on it and placed it on my ankle.
Don't worry though, It didn't smell like dung,
it smelled fine like herbs haha. He bandaged my leg
without the support thingy I had before and asked me
to try walking again. Now I could walk ok o.O, I was
like "whoah!, talk about a miracle" O.o After that
he takes that same kinda herb he put on my leg, rolls
it into tiny circles and asked me to take it twice a
day for two days and i'll be fine.
He charged us Rm30 and sent us back home, I thanked
him and left. Can you imagine? I paid nearly Rm2000
in the hospital that said I'd need 12 days to walk and
this guy charged me RM30 and got me wlkaing immediately!!
What the heck do those doctors learn?!! >.< ask them
all to go learn chinese medicine...lol. Anyway, since
then my walking got a lot better although I can't kick
yet. The miracle man saved me!! Yatta!!
So, guys and girls...next time you get an injury...
go see the shensei!! not the doctor!!....
Honestly i don't know if that's good advice LOL but
this guy surely was the hero of the day haha.
That's it for "The tragedy and the miracle worker"
trilogy. Hope it gave you some insight...c ya guy
=Peace out=
Despite having the injury, I didn't feel too much pain when
I walked. I took sometime to rest at the futsal court lobby
area with a ice pack on my foot and decided to take a 30mins
drive home. The pain was evident when I was driving but I
guess my hunger was taking over my pain at that time. As I
was reaching home, I took a short detour to the chinese
restorant nearby to make a take away order for fried rice.
I sat down there alone listening to my ipod waiting for my
food and the girl in the restorant brought some chinese tea
on the house. She sat on the table and asked me what
happened to my leg and why I was limping a little and I
told her what happened. Soon, the food was ready, I paid
and left. From there it was less then a 5 mins drive back
home.
I got out of the car and struggled to carry all the stuff I had
in the car with me into the house. Laptop bag on my back,
futsal shoes and sock on one hand, my drity clothing bag on
the other hand, my wallet and cell phone some how squeesed
in since i had no pockets on my pants and added to it the
fried rice i just bought. I had to carry all this and still close
the car door and open the gate to get into my house with a
hurting leg lol. I still managed to get till the front door and
my mom let me in.
As soon as I got it i jsut left everything near the stairs and
took my fried rice into the kitchen and layed it on a silver
plate, grabed a bottle of cold iced water, walked into the
living room, carshed on my sofa and started stuffing myself
while watching TV. The pain on my foot didn't even phase
me at that moment. After eating two peoples worth of fried
rice, I cleaned my plate and came abck to the sofa to rest and
continue the show on the TV. Only then I realized my sister
and an eye patch on her right eye and that she went for a
surgery to remove a swelling below her right eye. A minor
surgery. I continued watching TV after a couple of questions.
When the show was over I was going to head to the bath to
clean up. The pain on my ankle acted up >.<, I coulnd't put
too much weight on my foot. So I limped badly to my room
and straight got into the shower. I took my bath and changed
with some difficulty and crashed into my bed to get some rest.
Took out my notebook and played Xenogear on the bed >.<
After awhile i got tired of it, turned off the notebook and stood
up. The pain was excruciating , I knew somehting must be
done about it. I limped back down stairs mostly jumping on
one leg and asked my mom to put some deep heat on it and
wrap my leg up. Damn....the deepheat wraped on my leg was
even more painful then the pain itself hahaha.
With that I went back into my room and I slept, a really
uncomfortable sleep >.< In the morning, i coulnd't stand up!!
Any weight on my right foot would trigger into a frensy of
super pain!! So I just layed back on bed, my dad came into the
room and asked..."What happened to your leg?" and I replied
"Futsal injury". Then the shouting and cursing started and it
ended with a "You're not going to go for futsal anymore?!!"
I was thinking "Yeah that's right, with this injury i'm definately
not going for futsal for at least 3/4 months" >.< After some
yanking and scolding, he walked way and i continued laying
on my bed sleepily. Then he came back to the room and asked
"What time are you coming to the office?!!" and i replied
"I can't even walk now" >.< He got pissed and left for work.
After a few hours i finally manage to collect some strength to
get off the bed and hop down to the living room down stairs
on one leg. About 30 mins into it, I get a call from my mom
"Be ready at 12, we're going to the hospital". So at 11 I started
getting ready and as planned, mom came over at 12 and we
took a drive to the hospital. When we got there I hopped to a
chair and sat down till waiting for my mom to park her car. When
she got back I passed my ID and Insurance card and she rent to
register me and the counter. Soon came a bangladeshi man pushing
a wheelchair, I climb on it and the guy pushed me straight to
the Sports Injury specialist room.
I went in and the docter asked me what happened and i explained.
The he started putting pressure into some parts of my ankle to
see where it hurts and what not. Then he says, it looks like a
ligerment tear and it's definately not a fracture (which i already
knew) but I'll have to get an xray just to be sure. He told me
he'll have to admit me into the hospital to keep me under check.
He put a support thingy on my leg, bandaged it up sent be back to
the admin people to ward me. I had to wait for almost 3 hour to
get into the room allocated, talk about slow >.< As soon as I got
into the room I asked my mom to send a message to my girlfriend
on MSN, I didn't want her to worry why I was missing. =.=" So there
I was in this lonely room.
I was to rest in bed until the doctor says i'm free to go.I lasted
in the hospital about a day and the half. Food sucked big time,
luckily it was a single room with Astro on the TV and I also had
my laptop, without internet tho. I spent most of the time playing
Xenogear, watching football and movies on TV. The doctor came into
the room the next day and sent me to the xray room. After the xray
I was rolled back into the depressing room for more rounds of
xenogear, then the doctor came in and told me I'm ok and it will
just take time to heal and there is no need for surgery. I was
thinking, "what?! you were thinking about surgery!!, oh man thank
god" He also told me I have medical leave till the 10th of February
and that's when I'll be allow to put pressure on my foot.
The next day I got discharged from the hospital and was given cruches
to walk. With that I came back home desparately wanting to go online.
That's not going to happen because there is no internet at home yet,
Telecoms SUCK!!! I wasn't allowed to go to the office either with these
cruches since, I'll need to walk up 3 floors to get into the office. The whole
day passed by on Xenogear again and eventually I got tired and slept the
night through. to be continued....
I walked. I took sometime to rest at the futsal court lobby
area with a ice pack on my foot and decided to take a 30mins
drive home. The pain was evident when I was driving but I
guess my hunger was taking over my pain at that time. As I
was reaching home, I took a short detour to the chinese
restorant nearby to make a take away order for fried rice.
I sat down there alone listening to my ipod waiting for my
food and the girl in the restorant brought some chinese tea
on the house. She sat on the table and asked me what
happened to my leg and why I was limping a little and I
told her what happened. Soon, the food was ready, I paid
and left. From there it was less then a 5 mins drive back
home.
I got out of the car and struggled to carry all the stuff I had
in the car with me into the house. Laptop bag on my back,
futsal shoes and sock on one hand, my drity clothing bag on
the other hand, my wallet and cell phone some how squeesed
in since i had no pockets on my pants and added to it the
fried rice i just bought. I had to carry all this and still close
the car door and open the gate to get into my house with a
hurting leg lol. I still managed to get till the front door and
my mom let me in.
As soon as I got it i jsut left everything near the stairs and
took my fried rice into the kitchen and layed it on a silver
plate, grabed a bottle of cold iced water, walked into the
living room, carshed on my sofa and started stuffing myself
while watching TV. The pain on my foot didn't even phase
me at that moment. After eating two peoples worth of fried
rice, I cleaned my plate and came abck to the sofa to rest and
continue the show on the TV. Only then I realized my sister
and an eye patch on her right eye and that she went for a
surgery to remove a swelling below her right eye. A minor
surgery. I continued watching TV after a couple of questions.
When the show was over I was going to head to the bath to
clean up. The pain on my ankle acted up >.<, I coulnd't put
too much weight on my foot. So I limped badly to my room
and straight got into the shower. I took my bath and changed
with some difficulty and crashed into my bed to get some rest.
Took out my notebook and played Xenogear on the bed >.<
After awhile i got tired of it, turned off the notebook and stood
up. The pain was excruciating , I knew somehting must be
done about it. I limped back down stairs mostly jumping on
one leg and asked my mom to put some deep heat on it and
wrap my leg up. Damn....the deepheat wraped on my leg was
even more painful then the pain itself hahaha.
With that I went back into my room and I slept, a really
uncomfortable sleep >.< In the morning, i coulnd't stand up!!
Any weight on my right foot would trigger into a frensy of
super pain!! So I just layed back on bed, my dad came into the
room and asked..."What happened to your leg?" and I replied
"Futsal injury". Then the shouting and cursing started and it
ended with a "You're not going to go for futsal anymore?!!"
I was thinking "Yeah that's right, with this injury i'm definately
not going for futsal for at least 3/4 months" >.< After some
yanking and scolding, he walked way and i continued laying
on my bed sleepily. Then he came back to the room and asked
"What time are you coming to the office?!!" and i replied
"I can't even walk now" >.< He got pissed and left for work.
After a few hours i finally manage to collect some strength to
get off the bed and hop down to the living room down stairs
on one leg. About 30 mins into it, I get a call from my mom
"Be ready at 12, we're going to the hospital". So at 11 I started
getting ready and as planned, mom came over at 12 and we
took a drive to the hospital. When we got there I hopped to a
chair and sat down till waiting for my mom to park her car. When
she got back I passed my ID and Insurance card and she rent to
register me and the counter. Soon came a bangladeshi man pushing
a wheelchair, I climb on it and the guy pushed me straight to
the Sports Injury specialist room.
I went in and the docter asked me what happened and i explained.
The he started putting pressure into some parts of my ankle to
see where it hurts and what not. Then he says, it looks like a
ligerment tear and it's definately not a fracture (which i already
knew) but I'll have to get an xray just to be sure. He told me
he'll have to admit me into the hospital to keep me under check.
He put a support thingy on my leg, bandaged it up sent be back to
the admin people to ward me. I had to wait for almost 3 hour to
get into the room allocated, talk about slow >.< As soon as I got
into the room I asked my mom to send a message to my girlfriend
on MSN, I didn't want her to worry why I was missing. =.=" So there
I was in this lonely room.
I was to rest in bed until the doctor says i'm free to go.I lasted
in the hospital about a day and the half. Food sucked big time,
luckily it was a single room with Astro on the TV and I also had
my laptop, without internet tho. I spent most of the time playing
Xenogear, watching football and movies on TV. The doctor came into
the room the next day and sent me to the xray room. After the xray
I was rolled back into the depressing room for more rounds of
xenogear, then the doctor came in and told me I'm ok and it will
just take time to heal and there is no need for surgery. I was
thinking, "what?! you were thinking about surgery!!, oh man thank
god" He also told me I have medical leave till the 10th of February
and that's when I'll be allow to put pressure on my foot.
The next day I got discharged from the hospital and was given cruches
to walk. With that I came back home desparately wanting to go online.
That's not going to happen because there is no internet at home yet,
Telecoms SUCK!!! I wasn't allowed to go to the office either with these
cruches since, I'll need to walk up 3 floors to get into the office. The whole
day passed by on Xenogear again and eventually I got tired and slept the
night through. to be continued....
The day started well, I had to renew my driving license
which was already expired for 3 months and I didn't realize.
Good thing no policeman stopped me during that period.
Since I didn't have valid license I followed mom to the
office. She had a few things to do before she could take
me to renew my license.
As soon as she was done we went to the post office to
renew my license. It all went smooth i had an option of
renewing it for a term of 5 year which cost RM30 a year.
Since i didn't have any intention of being in Malaysia
two years from then. I renewed the license only for 2
years, paid RM60 and they printed a new license immediately.
I have to say it was the fastest transaction with the
government I’ve had in my life.
When I got back to the office before my dad sent me on
a chore. As I was driving to the place my dad
directed me to go, I called up my cousin to ask him if
there was futsal on that day as we planned earlier and I
confirmed with him that I’ll be going.
After work I headed back home and got ready for futsal.
The day was pretty normal for me but I had no idea what
was in store for me later that day. After everything was set
I drove down to the futsal court, and at 5 we started playing.
The teams looked pretty balanced at first especially with
Nickholas on my side, Nick has always been a good midfield
holder and with me running around all over the court I thought
it would be good enough.
The opponents though later I realized, had all runners.
A group of people who work tirelessly, and the only one
doing that in my team was me. Nickholas hasn’t got used
to the Malaysian weather yet since coming back from UK
and obviously has had too much ciggies back in UK. He
got tired fast and I had to push extra hard to keep things
close in score. I realized i’ve found my shooting power again
after a long absence without it. I was happy with my
performance but i couldn’t say the same with my team.
I ended up running up to attack and also running back
down doing the covering and blocking. Then after 45 mins
into the game came my turning point. The ball dropped free
right in between Chandra and me. I can see Chandra running
towards the ball winding up a huge strike on it, at the back
of my head I was thinking “The way he’s shaped he’s going to
balloon this shot” but nevertheless I didn’t want to take the
chance and decided to put my feet across the ball to block it.
Hoping he would realize there is no chance of him scoring this
and try a different way but I forgot, Chandra doesn’t really
think much when he’s playing football >.<
The full took a full winded shot on the ball together with my
Leg and in that moment I knew this was going to hurt.
Rightly so, the pain stung thru my nerves and fell holding my
ankle. I got up pretty fast as usual, because I always think
pain is just part of football and if you want to be good at it
you must not fear pain. I knew I couldn’t continue running
for at least a little while so I opted to play goal keeper till
I could move comfortably again. It never happened, after
a few minutes I knew the injury was serious but I just
didn’t know how serious just yet. To be continued....
which was already expired for 3 months and I didn't realize.
Good thing no policeman stopped me during that period.
Since I didn't have valid license I followed mom to the
office. She had a few things to do before she could take
me to renew my license.
As soon as she was done we went to the post office to
renew my license. It all went smooth i had an option of
renewing it for a term of 5 year which cost RM30 a year.
Since i didn't have any intention of being in Malaysia
two years from then. I renewed the license only for 2
years, paid RM60 and they printed a new license immediately.
I have to say it was the fastest transaction with the
government I’ve had in my life.
When I got back to the office before my dad sent me on
a chore. As I was driving to the place my dad
directed me to go, I called up my cousin to ask him if
there was futsal on that day as we planned earlier and I
confirmed with him that I’ll be going.
After work I headed back home and got ready for futsal.
The day was pretty normal for me but I had no idea what
was in store for me later that day. After everything was set
I drove down to the futsal court, and at 5 we started playing.
The teams looked pretty balanced at first especially with
Nickholas on my side, Nick has always been a good midfield
holder and with me running around all over the court I thought
it would be good enough.
The opponents though later I realized, had all runners.
A group of people who work tirelessly, and the only one
doing that in my team was me. Nickholas hasn’t got used
to the Malaysian weather yet since coming back from UK
and obviously has had too much ciggies back in UK. He
got tired fast and I had to push extra hard to keep things
close in score. I realized i’ve found my shooting power again
after a long absence without it. I was happy with my
performance but i couldn’t say the same with my team.
I ended up running up to attack and also running back
down doing the covering and blocking. Then after 45 mins
into the game came my turning point. The ball dropped free
right in between Chandra and me. I can see Chandra running
towards the ball winding up a huge strike on it, at the back
of my head I was thinking “The way he’s shaped he’s going to
balloon this shot” but nevertheless I didn’t want to take the
chance and decided to put my feet across the ball to block it.
Hoping he would realize there is no chance of him scoring this
and try a different way but I forgot, Chandra doesn’t really
think much when he’s playing football >.<
The full took a full winded shot on the ball together with my
Leg and in that moment I knew this was going to hurt.
Rightly so, the pain stung thru my nerves and fell holding my
ankle. I got up pretty fast as usual, because I always think
pain is just part of football and if you want to be good at it
you must not fear pain. I knew I couldn’t continue running
for at least a little while so I opted to play goal keeper till
I could move comfortably again. It never happened, after
a few minutes I knew the injury was serious but I just
didn’t know how serious just yet. To be continued....
Chinese New Year,
This coming year will be the year of the Ox,
that seriously is the last thing in my mind when I think of
this period though. Chinese new year for me is about meeting
my cousins and relatives. The part of my family I only see
once or twice in a year (unless something like a wedding happens).
I have a tough time communicating with quite a few of them,
but even with the lack of communication I feel very accepted
when I go back for chinese new year. I don't speak neither
Mandarin nor Hokkien and some of my relatives can't speak
english. When they are in a group talking I try to comprehend
what they say since I do understand a little bit of hokkein and
mandarin but my efforts always end up futile half way through
the convo haha (too many unknown words).
Nevertheless they are such warm people, I do feel the love when
I'm with them which makes me never ever want to miss my
chinese new year reunion dinner ^^. I also get to eat every two
hours...haha yeah it's cool like that!! The sweetest part of the deal
has to definately be the "Ang Pow", who else gives you money in
a small red packets without expecting anything back? :P
It's the time when family is more important then anything else,
and it's the time when we meet new family members. Cousins who
bring thier bf/gf to the chinese new year reunion usually end up
married a few years down the road. It's kind of a platform to
introduce your choice to the family. Hahaha, my aunties are already
asking me where is my girlfriends....grrrr. I'm not ready to get
married yet hahaha. It's also amazing to see how fast the neices
and nephews grow when you see them only onces a year.
I can't wait to go to the family reunion this year. This year it's in my
uncles house all the way in Johor Bharu and my dad says we might
not make the trip there....argh....come on man...it's just once a year.
I'll somehow try to make it there despite my dad's decision though.
Mandarin orenges, dried pork slices, and a massive dinner and metting
loved ones....why would i ever miss that :D
enjoy people ^_^ Happy chinese new year
peace out
This coming year will be the year of the Ox,
that seriously is the last thing in my mind when I think of
this period though. Chinese new year for me is about meeting
my cousins and relatives. The part of my family I only see
once or twice in a year (unless something like a wedding happens).
I have a tough time communicating with quite a few of them,
but even with the lack of communication I feel very accepted
when I go back for chinese new year. I don't speak neither
Mandarin nor Hokkien and some of my relatives can't speak
english. When they are in a group talking I try to comprehend
what they say since I do understand a little bit of hokkein and
mandarin but my efforts always end up futile half way through
the convo haha (too many unknown words).
Nevertheless they are such warm people, I do feel the love when
I'm with them which makes me never ever want to miss my
chinese new year reunion dinner ^^. I also get to eat every two
hours...haha yeah it's cool like that!! The sweetest part of the deal
has to definately be the "Ang Pow", who else gives you money in
a small red packets without expecting anything back? :P
It's the time when family is more important then anything else,
and it's the time when we meet new family members. Cousins who
bring thier bf/gf to the chinese new year reunion usually end up
married a few years down the road. It's kind of a platform to
introduce your choice to the family. Hahaha, my aunties are already
asking me where is my girlfriends....grrrr. I'm not ready to get
married yet hahaha. It's also amazing to see how fast the neices
and nephews grow when you see them only onces a year.
I can't wait to go to the family reunion this year. This year it's in my
uncles house all the way in Johor Bharu and my dad says we might
not make the trip there....argh....come on man...it's just once a year.
I'll somehow try to make it there despite my dad's decision though.
Mandarin orenges, dried pork slices, and a massive dinner and metting
loved ones....why would i ever miss that :D
enjoy people ^_^ Happy chinese new year
peace out
What happens when you see something and believe it's the real thing
but it's not really how it actually is? Since that is the only thing you
can see, you wouldn't know what was better because that's as good
as it gets for you. Lets say you had an eyesight that was different from
everyone else, lets say yours is more dull then everyone else's. Would
you think the world is not beautiful or would you say it's beautiful
because you're never seen anything better? as in "this is as good as it
gets" and 1+1 can never become 10. I don't know how this thought
was triggered in my biological processor but it's really making me
think. What if what I see and the best I can get isn't really the best
thing. I won't notice that i'm having something less because i'm not
capable of experiencing better things. When i look at it this way, i
think the person with the dull eyes won't really think the world is not
beautiful unless that person is really creative and can really think out
of the box. It may just be fantasy though, but imagine someone like
that manages to bring that world they think is more beautiful. Now
the questions arises if aesthetics are comparisons or static facts? I
don't know
All i know is if the person thinks it's not beautiful with a dull eyesight,
it's actually really good and it means that person has a really good
imagination. People who can see things they can't see are geniuses ,
can you imagine a material form which is not gas, not liquid and not
solid. Can you come up with an idea of a material which was not any
of those? Only a person who can do that will think the world is not
beautiful with a dull eyesight because they can think of things that
doesn't exist in their world. I can conclude with this that, what your
think is nice is nice and what you think is not nice is not nice.
Everything we think is just a state of our mind. As simple as that.
When the brain thinks that, then there is no stopping them, as far
as they are concerned, what they think they know is what they know
and they are not losing out on anything because they don't know
what's better.
It's really strange to think about it, may be what you think is good
isn't really the best. If we keep trying to get better then what we can
get, we might just become crazy and weird. So it's not entirely
healthy to do so. The end of this is.... just be happy with who you
are, because if you're happy and you are that the best state you can
be in then you have no worries. You're happy and that's the bottom
line....because elniniyo said so :P
but it's not really how it actually is? Since that is the only thing you
can see, you wouldn't know what was better because that's as good
as it gets for you. Lets say you had an eyesight that was different from
everyone else, lets say yours is more dull then everyone else's. Would
you think the world is not beautiful or would you say it's beautiful
because you're never seen anything better? as in "this is as good as it
gets" and 1+1 can never become 10. I don't know how this thought
was triggered in my biological processor but it's really making me
think. What if what I see and the best I can get isn't really the best
thing. I won't notice that i'm having something less because i'm not
capable of experiencing better things. When i look at it this way, i
think the person with the dull eyes won't really think the world is not
beautiful unless that person is really creative and can really think out
of the box. It may just be fantasy though, but imagine someone like
that manages to bring that world they think is more beautiful. Now
the questions arises if aesthetics are comparisons or static facts? I
don't know
All i know is if the person thinks it's not beautiful with a dull eyesight,
it's actually really good and it means that person has a really good
imagination. People who can see things they can't see are geniuses ,
can you imagine a material form which is not gas, not liquid and not
solid. Can you come up with an idea of a material which was not any
of those? Only a person who can do that will think the world is not
beautiful with a dull eyesight because they can think of things that
doesn't exist in their world. I can conclude with this that, what your
think is nice is nice and what you think is not nice is not nice.
Everything we think is just a state of our mind. As simple as that.
When the brain thinks that, then there is no stopping them, as far
as they are concerned, what they think they know is what they know
and they are not losing out on anything because they don't know
what's better.
It's really strange to think about it, may be what you think is good
isn't really the best. If we keep trying to get better then what we can
get, we might just become crazy and weird. So it's not entirely
healthy to do so. The end of this is.... just be happy with who you
are, because if you're happy and you are that the best state you can
be in then you have no worries. You're happy and that's the bottom
line....because elniniyo said so :P
