Led and Jerry

The parents were discussing about the possibilities of me studying ACCA, and they are all behind me, should I be any interested to commit. They are willing to fork out that cash for the fees and give me all the support I need. Thanks abah, mama. But I'm no free rider. I am obliged to help out too. And due to the nature of the classes that are held like once a week, I can find the time to work and help them pay the fees.

But when I tried to picture it in my mind, it scared the shit out of me. It's not the money that scares me. And it's not the job either. And definitely not the crazy ass low passing mark.

If you can see starting from F4 onwards, the percentage who'd passed is very very low. Lagi banyak orang fail dari orang pass. But that don't scares me neither. I have faith in myself. I always believe that I'll do well.

The thing that scares me is the settling down. I played it in my mind over and over again. Me attending up to three classes per week while at the same time working to make ends meet. With no football, no life and no friends (lets face it, ain't many malay's taking the course), I asked myself whether I'm up for it. Same shit, different day for 3 years. No more 'otak seminit' decision making. No more possibilities of a career in things other than accounting.

Settling down is under rated. For sure, it sounded like it's easy. Settle down. Ang settle semua isu-isu pasal future ang. You made a commitment, stick to it. End of story. But the things we have to let go, it's too much of an ask.

Jerry: Son, I was far more broken that you'll ever be. And look at me now. Don't get me wrong. Settling down is... a challenge. It's the biggest challenge of your life.

Barney: So how do you do it?

Jerry: A magician never reveal his greatest trick. But I'll give you a hint. You gotta meet the right girl.

Aku tau ang ada masalah cinta

During my stay in Melaka I somewhat had the reputation of being the 'love doctor'. Zzz. I was the 'go to' guy whenever my friends have problems in relationship etc. You name it, I've done it all. Jadi orang tengah, jadi listener, jadi problem solver, jadi matchmaker, jadi hitch etc. Mungkin sebab time tu I had a stable 4 to 5 years of relationship experience under my belt, people looked up to me. Or mungkin jugak sebab aku busy body, nak amik tau psai orang.

But when Im back here in Penang, I slowed down. By that time I dont have much to boast, no more stable relationship, failed that one terribly some more. Maybe thats why I slowed down. The master had fallen, so why bother taking students? lol. But it all changed when Faruk let my friends in with that little secret of mine. That exaggerating son of a gun told my friend how I would go to everybody telling "Aku tau ang ada masalah cinta. Jom pi minum ka apa ka".

Hell no. I never do that! kojaq. After that, I had people coming to me asking this and that. Like recently when this team mate of mine going through a bad break up. Paan dgn selambanya "weh ang klu ada masalah cinta ang leh cita kat azmil, dia leh tlg" wtf kojaaqqq.. I hardly knew the dude. And the guy without giving much thought poured everything to me. Man, im too old for this crap.

It's not that I dont like helping people but Im worried I might gave them bad advises. Some of these people are younger, as much as 5 years younger. Zaman aku dgn zaman depa tak sama. Lol. We might think differently and my advises could be out of date. But so far so good. Maybe Im cut out for this role. Being a theoretical scientist (cewah) rather than an experimental scientist. Teori tip top. Praktikal fail.

Borrow, beg, and steal and lie and cheat.

Thought that only Chris Martin has the voice. Turns out the wifey Gwyneth Paltrow is quite a singer too. With a little bit help from the autotune of course.

This one's taken from Glee and of course they sang the radio version 'Forget You'; not the original, vulgar version. And for the record, I do not watch Glee because I'm manly and macho like that. Just terjumpa the vid ja. kekeke.

Tapi depa takley celen Cee Lo lah. Definitely a beautiful, old school piece. Despite the language.

Third Time is the charm

Real Madrid won the Copa Del Rey last night after almost 18 years since the last time they win it. Los Blancos reclaimed the cup through a text book header from Christiano Ronaldo in the extra time after stalemated in 90 minutes. I'm not going to talk about how they won it. A win is still a win, but my predictions were right after all. It was their third encounter of the year, third encounter since the self proclaimed 'the special one' Jose Mourinho took charge of Real Madrid.

Everybody would remember how the first encounter went; Barca battered them five to nothing at the Camp Nou. An the recent second encounter last Saturday, where Real managed a draw despite being down to ten man. And the third and the latest; last night at Mestalla during the Copa Del Rey. History repeats again. Last season, when Jose was at the helm at Inter, they met Barcelona four times.

Twice during the group stage, and twice during the double legged semi final. First they drew at the San Siro, then they lost to Barca at the Camp Nou. But the third time is a charm, where they won against Barca 3-1. Inter won the ties and the rest is history. They went on to win the Champions League that year. Mourinho left Inter for Madrid, starting new legacies for the Bernabeu faithful.

I can really see it coming. The way Real Madrid played Barca during the second encounter has hinted that Real is no longer the team that was trashed by Barca in November. Real sat back, absorbed the pressures carefully, and tried to attack Barcelona on the break; the same tactics that Jose deployed for Inter when going up against Barca last year. Yes people criticize the way Real Madrid played, calling them anti football etc.

Even Real's legend DiStefano had a go at Mourinho saying Mourinho was scared shitless against Barcelona. Yes, Barcelona was dangerous on the move, but Real was more threatening in attacks. Mou is indeed a special one. Beating the current best team in the world is not easy, but if you played your cards right, anything is possible. Even if you dont succeed in your first and second try, it's not possible to emerged victorious in the third time. Kita tunggu Champions League minggu depan pulak. :-)

halamadrid

Macam2 Komed

I mentioned a few weeks ago about Macam-Macam Komed organized by our Ict-Uitm students from the masscommunication course (KOMED). The concept of the show is sorta like Macam-Macam Aznil, only cooler since Azmil is in it. lol.

I cant remember much what we talked about but basically we talked about achievement, the work I have done and my future plans. I was told that there's another guest during the talkshow but she cant make it, so it was me alone being interrogated by the hosts. Malas nak cakap banyak. You can read more about it here. And credits to Dhyra for the photos. And thanks Komed for inviting me over.

Wedding Bells

Chris Martin is a great lad. The Coldplay frontman recently flew all the way from New York to London just to play for a charity gig for the owner of a pub which he was a regular customer back in the days. The owner and his spouse died and due to shortage of fund to send them away, he and a few celebrities began to raise money.

He managed to play wedding bells, a song which had yet to be released officially and later revealed that the song is about taking a swipe at liam gallagher, the Oasis frontman whom six years ago had performed a put-down on him calling him a 'plant pot'. After wedding bells, Chris Martin asked for request and ironically Oasis's Wonderwall was requested. He agreed, but not after he pulled a heckler and having a pop back at liam first.

Oasis and Coldplay are definitely up there in my favourite Brit band list alongside the Beatles. And Pink Floyd. And Iron Maiden. They came from the same country and their style and genre are quite similar in many ways, so it's hard to compare these two. But if I were to choose between the two, I'd pick Oasis any day. I realized that I listened to Coldplay more than Oasis nowadays but I grew up listening to Oasis. Some of their stuff is not my cup of tea, but some of their musics I dig.

Plus, Liam is a Man City fan, who despise Man United more than any fan in the world. tehee.

Baik Akan Memburu.

Taken from Good Will Hunting (1997)

Will: So why do you think I should work for the National Security Agency?

NSA Officer: Well, you'd be working on the cutting edge. You'd be exposed to the kind of technology that you wouldnt see anywhere else, because we've classified it. Superstring theory. Chaos Math. Advanced Algorithms.

Will: Code Breaking.

NSA Officer: Well that's one aspect of what we do.

Will: Oh, come on. I mean, that is what you do. You guys handle 80% of the intelligence work load. You're seven times the size of the CIA.

NSA Officer: We don't like to brag about that, Will. But you're exactly right. So the way I see it, the question isn't 'Why should you work for the NSA?' The question is: 'Why shouldn't you?'

Will: Why shouldn't I work for the NSA. That's a tough one but I'll take a shot. (Chuckle)

Will: Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never met, never had no problem with, get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Oh, send in the Marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number got called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some kid from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile, he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And, of course, the oil companies used the skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, of course, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the fuckin' job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin', 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat, the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what did I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. I figure fuck it, while I'm at it why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.

Schadenfreude

Upon reading my previous post, a friend asked me whether schadenfreude do exist. We had an intriguing debate pondering over it's existence. Having no background in social science, the only way we could try to discuss the subject is by relating it to real life situation. I just googled it just now and apparently according to scientific studies, schadenfreude do exist. They did some brain scanning and try to stimulate the desired region of the brain using the misfortune of others.

Sometimes (Or all the time) we take pleasure in other people's misfortune. For example lets take a look at Charlie Sheen. Seeing Charlie Sheen living the real life of his fictional character in two and a half men, Charlie Harper, a hedonistic, self-destructing alcoholic really put a smile on your face (or in your heart). "Senyum dalam hati," bak kata Faizal. The degree of taking pleasure of someone else misfortune is out of the question. Banyak ka sikit ka, you're still evil. lol.

After we agreed to a conclusion, we sit back trying to find one person whom we think didn't have it in them. To our amazement, there's none. Just when we thought that we'd found the perfect guy or girl, there's always that 'tiny' incident that we remembered which happened that kinda blemished their clean records. And that leads to another question. Is our circle of friends that bad, or is it there's no schadenfreude-free guys out there? hehe

And no, Im not implying that I am schadenfreude-free. Just because I talked about it freely and argues whos have it and who dont does not make me perfect. I for instance would love to see the look on my friend's face when the team he supported lost in their big game. And I love like it so much a little if the girl that I like just broke up with her boyfriend. Does that make me evil? Probably. But we feel what we want to feel. We cant help it. It's just a passing thoughts. But never turn that passing thoughts into an action. Niat jahat, kalau tak dilaksanakan tak berdosa. Insyaallah.

Menuju Medan Bakti

It's decided. We're sending two teams for this week's Piala Yang DiPertua. Sir Jimmy has divided us into

Team A.

Hadi (C)

Farhan

Naqi

Nizam

Rizal

Nabil (GK)

Shahfudin

Team B.

Dowfy

Hafiz Ringgo

Pali (GK)

Safwan Pong

Azmil (C)

Ari

Suhail

For the past week we've been training, training and training. We had a few friendlies too. Lawan Kongsi, IKBN and Teknik BP. Everybody is beaming with confidence. I'm glad that we're so united regardless which teams that we belong. I thought that after our early exit in the previous tournament, people would slow down a wee bit. But we're stronger than ever, motivated as ever. Siap chip in duit sorang sikit nak buat jersi. Even the girls team pun buat.

Will unveil you the pics of our new jersey after the new kit introduction ceremony. Cewah ada ceremony pulak. Haha. It's only our second tournament, we should be realistic. Kalau boleh lepas grouping stage it should count as an achievement already. After all this is a four star tournament. It offers three thousand ringgit for the cash reward and teams outside Penang is going to participate.

A little bird told me that some people are uneasy with me playing for the college because konon-kononnya I have one eye on the Pingat Emas. Fyi pingat emas is the highest recognition that ICT award to their most high achieving student during the convocation. In order to get a gold medal, a student must achieve a distinctive feat in academics, sports, curricular etc. Pingat emas is not given every year. Ada tahun yang depa bagi, ada tahun yang depa tak bagi kat sapa-sapa.

And just because my CV seems to be lacking in the sports/competition department, they said I have hidden agenda. Lol. Well, first thanks for caring to the extend of constructing my imaginary CV sedangkan aku sendiri pun tak terfikir sampai camtu skali. Second, I dont give a rat ass about the gold medal. I play because I love football and I'm a proud ICTian. Nobody could take that away from me. As if those people would understand what it means to score goals and to throw your body in front of the goal line blocking the ball.

If only they love football as much as I do, they'd understand. Even if they understand pun, it's useless. They just want a reason to have a go at me. And even if I do have one eye on the gold medal pun, what seems to be the problem? Schadenfreude, much? Haih. I dont have to justify myself to people who don't know jack about the team. The boys love me. And I love them. That's all that matters. Sound kinda gayish lol =_="

Crazy Bets

We chilled by the field, sipping lemonade and smoking cigars, and suddenly we came up with this really stupid idea. Betting. No money will be involve, only punishments. And it involves the UEFA Champions League. We have two bets going around. One that will involve excruciating pain and another will involve a huge embarrassment.

Bet 1.

We need to predict who will win this year's Champions League. The winner(s) gets to shoot the loser(s) in the their topless back with a BB gun. Three times. Three bullets. Why topless? Because it's much more painful having the BB pellet hit you in the skin. Why shoot from the back? Because it's much more fun that way. The anticipation of not knowing when it's coming is much more painful than the shot itself.

BB gun yang bakal membuatkan anda tidoq menerap.

Here's our prediction.

Azmil: Barcelona

Naqi: Real Madrid

Nabil: Real Madrid

Yus: Barcelona

If Real Madrid win, I'm gonna get hit 6 times (3 from each of the brothers). And if Barcelona emerged as champion, Yus and I get to shoot them 3 times each too. Should any team win the CL other than Barcelona or Real Madrid, say Manchester United or Schalke, the bet become ineffectual. Nobody win.

Bet 2.

Well, I cant reveal any particulars about it just yet because we made a pact that we wont tell anybody about it, since it will defeat the purpose of the bet: to embarrass. Will talk about it once we're done with the bet. But I can assure you the punishment is tough and the stakes are high. We need to use every bits of our football knowledge in order to win. Okay think I should zip it now before I reveal any unnecessary details. Bye

:-(

Sedihnya.

My Nike Tiempo, tapak pecah.

My Nike T90, dah koyak sikit.

Even my legendary Adidas Predator. Lekang. A gift from someone dear.

My Asics Gel Kanbarra still in good condition. Haven't done much running tbh. Awesome running shoe though.

Getting a Sala after this. But Im broke. Sponsor me, anyone?

"Cappie" Tau Gamma

Taken from Greek Season Two Episode 20

Cappie: So, uh.. I've been waiting for the perfect moment to give you something, and um, well I think now's as good as time as any.

Casey: Oh? What is it?

Cappie: I want you to wear my lavaliere. I love you Casey.

Casey: I love you too.

Cappie: You're not as excited as I thought you'd be. Is it because of where it's been?

Cassey: What? No, it's just, um.. I didnt bungee jump today because I was scared. And if I stay in Cyprus, I'd be staying because I'm scared.

Cappie: Oh. You're going to Washington arent you?

Casey: I have to do what's best for me, and that's law school. Dont you want me to go and succeed?

Cappie: I do. I guess I'm being selfish because I know that means I'm gonna lose you.

Casey: Cap you can come with me. To Washington! You can transfer..

Cappie: I'm not sure I can leave.

Casey: And I cant stay. But Cap, I totally understand why you're scared to go.

Cappie: I''m not scared.

Casey: That's okay. Leaving something can be terrifying..

.

Cappie: Is that what you're doing? Are you leaving me behind?

Casey: No, I want us to move forward, together!

Cappie: I dont want to move forward.

Casey: Because you dont want to grow up.

Cappie: Then what other choice do we have?

Casey: We are two different people who love each other very much. It seems like the only place where our differences don't matter is in college.

Cappie: Maybe this is just one of those college relationships huh?

Casey: If it is, then it's the best one of all time. Look, let's just finish the year out together, and...

Cappie: No screw it. You know what? Why wait? If you dont have faith in us than that? Then we should break up now.

Casey: No I dont.. I dont want too.

Cappie: Well too late. It's done. All right? You know I cant believe that I was going to give this to you tonight. I would've felt pretty college doing something like that.

Kejohanan Sukan Futsal & Bola Jaring IPTA-IPTS Pulau Pinang 2

The court was wet, and very small. The organizer duct taped (half of) the tennis court for boundaries and lines and put two handball goalpost on each side to make up the futsal court. That's bad news for us. We've been training in larger pitches and our style of play didn't suit the surface of the court. We played possession football, and with the conditions we were in, it was impossible to keep the ball for long. The best way to play under these kind of conditions is to play quick and direct.

But the thing is, we dont have many 'direct' players in the team. I think the only players with direct gameplay is Dowfy and me. The others, like Farhan, Nizam and Hadi are more indirect and like to keeps the ball longer before releasing it for the killer pass. What Im trying to say is in situation like this, the different between the loser and winner is not down to their technical aptitude, but more to a physical aptitude. With disciplined defending and organized attacking, any team could beat any team, regardless of who's the better footballer.

I myself witnessed Inti College beat the crap out of another team that has academy and state players in it. They sit back, wait for their chance to expose any mistakes, and quickly launched their deadly counters. It's funny, cause we always used to make racist, stereotype joke about chinese footballer: 'pakai kasut mahal, pastu tendang bola jauh-jauh and ligan bola'. And to witness a good team lose against that 'tendang bola jauh-jauh pastu ligan' tactic is overwhelming. Okay enough about tactics. Lets get back to the team.

We lost our first game against Perda Tech. 1-0. It was a silly goal. Kind of like pinball. Kena orang tu kena orang ni, kena kepala denih, pastu goal. Hardly a build up goal. The second game against Kolej Komuniti Bayan Baru, we won 2-0. Naveen played for KKBB and it's great to go against a great player like him. Both our goal was hardly a built up goal too. We just took advantage of their mistake and we got lucky. And that's left us with our last game, against Kitab. Kolej Islam Antarabangsa. It was a do or die match. A draw wasn't enough for us to go through.

Kitab was playing for a draw, and our desperation to look for a goal has made some of our players to lose their cool. One Mario Ballotelli in the team is hard enough to handle, try more. We lose our cool. We whine a lot to the ref, we were looking for a fight and by the second half, we dont play football anymore. We played wrestling. We have too many young, hot blood players in the team. Kitab or not kitab, muka baik or muka penyagak, they will always look for the chance to provoke us. I know it, I've been doing it all my life playing football. It's basic MDP 101. Pengenalan kepada Menganjing dan Provokasi. We all learnt that in soccer school.

We lost that game 1-0. The players were making a scene whining to the ref, and kitab took a quick free kick, and voila. One on one with Pali. That was a stupid goal to concede. We lose in terms of mentality, and clearly we need to learn from this. Hopefully it never happens again. A loss is still a loss, I cant complain, and I cant give excuses. But the game was already loss even before the whistle blows. We dont have that right mentality and attitude just yet. Nevermind, 17hb ni ada tournament lagi. Plenty of time, plenty to improve. :-)