Mourinho, eat your heart out!

Yes, you heard me right. Eat your heart out! Here comes the next generation of football managers. They manage top flight teams from the comfort of their home, changing tactics as they wish and transfer incompetent players (Djimi Traore, duh!).

Long live the game! Baca lagi!

the year that was

25 was the number. Nothing big really happened, really. Let see if its a memorable year:

• did a half marathon
• ran a lot more than the previous year, until now
• changed job, again!
• nothing
  
• did a triathlon, wow!
• nothing
• oh i forgot to mention i bought a bike
• grown a goatee
• failed a very,very long (try 8 months) job interview
• made new friends thru sports
• nothing
• my cat died
• my cellphone died
• went to kuching
• went to pangkor, twice
• attended the most wedding, ever
• flirted with Fahi's sister, haha!
• Barca won, Liverpool won. Coincidence eh? like I play with them teams..
  

In retrospect, with lots of nothing and everything, it was a good year indeed. anyway it is not a good thing to not look beyond failures and set an eye for the future undertakings, rite? lets see how 26 goes.

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just came back from small celebration hosted by my SIL. can u believe that, hosted by her? well of coz the celebration was NOT just for me, but her sister as well. er exactly not for me at all pun its just that prolly my bro mentioned to her and bla bla bla. Konim (her sis) birthday was the same as mine. erk. well i just joined in for the free meal. haha. u know me la. it was at naili's amp*ang, they had cakes and candles and all. i just had kuew teaw penang (konon). well, its naili's what do you expect? mahal giler woi. and the music selection, urkh, could force my kuew teaw back up my throat.

later at the house, i got my supply of budu. yes b.u.d.u. i eat budu. thanks to yan for this. she came with her new car, and was beaming with happiness till the whole neighbourhood could see her dahi jendul. hahah. thanks woi for the long awaited budu!

Baca lagi!

sigh

how life can be cruel just when you thought you're on top of the world. sigh. when you think you had it all, you realise you are about to lose it all. yeah, nothing is forever in this world, you might say. but pain lives. and it teaches you big time.
to my friend, S, life is a continuous learning process. what matters is the journey. because we already know where we're heading. six feet under. haha.

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havent been training properly since last monday. no need training la for me. genetic anomaly. i wish. i bet im going to suffer if i partake putrajaya half. sure die wan. i think i'll go for 10k. then do half marathon at pj. makes no difference i think. they're just one week apart. and with my current fitness level (which is just a bit better than a smoking bitch), i dont think its gonna do me good. oh well. i did ran the half marathon last year at singapore without any proper mileage, didnt i?
now its time for subuh, and some running. Baca lagi!

The Mirror Men Hath Cometh

City. Clinique. Diet. Gym. Designer wear. Male. All of those words, when associated, conjures up the image of a new breed of men called the metrosexuals. This new term, which came to life around early 90's, according to Oxford Dictionary of Modern Slang, means a heterosexual male whose attention to his appearance likened to that of a homosexual.

According to Marian Salzman from the ad agency Euro RCSG Worldwide, who identified the famous Beckham--who likes to say how comfortable he with his feminine side --as the epitome of 'metrosexuality', which is the characteristic of a heterosexual man who spend time and money on their appearance and enjoy shopping. (Time, 30 June 2003)

So does that means metrosexuals are gay?

Since sexuality is being brought up, it is important to clear up any misintepretation on the subject. A metrosexual (not by Oxford's definition), doesnt necessary have to be straight. He can be officially gay or bisexual but this is utterly immaterial because he has taken himself as his own love object and pleasure as his sexual preferance. In short, he is so in love with himself that he sometimes forget to "introduce his wiener to the little man in the boat".

But the fact that a lot of prominent figures in the world like Becks and Ian Thorpe claim themselves to be metro or 'a lil bit different', the gay community do indentify with them. In an interview with Brit gay mag, Becks admits that he's gay. Not! He admits that he's happy to be a gay icon; he likes to be admired, whether the admiring is done by men or women. Oh, that is so Becks. Yup, his 'appearance' is another good feature of him apart from his right foot.

Metros considerably take more interest in their appearance. They go to to hairdressers instead of 'kedai gunting Ravi', avoid using soap because it's too harsh on their skin, and even finding it hard to decide on what to wear. Not to mention they spend more time in front of the mirror. Because taking care of your appearances means making sure about a hundred times that your hair is in the right place and your face receives the benefits of advances in cosmetic technologies. Now this is interesting.


Is metrosexual the product of fashion industry?

Many, many years ago, what we can find off the rack is clothes. Now, it is called fashion. Simply because Becks, Thorpe and Hugh Jackman are more and more interested in fashion and they send out a message that by doing so, you are not going to look like a fairy. Thus, more and more fashion line came out of the woodwork. Colours, never worn before by men, like salmon pink, has become a norm.

But these fashion boom doesnt come for nothing. Becks, for example, is a staple for newspapers, magazines, billboards and TV ads, and any other possible ad media you could think of. He is said to reap around $70 million for his endorsement of Gillet*te. Gillet*te, however, denied the allegation and specific financial details were kept undisclosed. April this year, Gillet*te announce that its first-quarter profits rose to 43%, the biggest increse in more than a year. Now isn't this amazing? Now all of you EPL junkie, I bet you still remember the Cast*rol ad where Becks had his upper chest opened like a fuel tank cap, and poured lubricants into himself while playing football? Even ridiculous ads like that would boost up sales, just because Becks endorse it.

Why is this metro thingy happening?

Well, presumably straight, macho men are changing because women damand their partners to take greater effort with their appearance. It is expected of men to have a certain kind of look that pleases women of today. It is expected that men too, like women, must have a certain standard of appearance set by the second person. It all happens because of the rule of conformity that applies here. One, will deemed as 'not normal' if he doesnt conform with others. The space for individuality is lessening here.

The workplace itself has changed for many men too. As the proportion of white-collar workers grow, so does the need to look good. Pleasing the eyes of others is important here. To compete in today's work environment, you must dress well, have your hair neatly and take care of your body (nails).

So are we going to see the demise of metrosexuality soon? I dont think so. With the trend going on in Malaysia (KL especially), we will be seeing more and more men with clutches roaming around. They will be everywhere. And soon enough, there will be competition between the 'real' metrosexual and the wannabes. Then, maybe we will see its demise.
Baca lagi!

Sudden impulse

This is what you get when you have a sudden urge to sing, and there's a karaoke joint 20 feet away.

I love Penang.

Baca lagi!

Bodoh

bodoh punya indon. stupid indons. bangang takde otak. tau menyusahkan idup orang je. tak sedar-sedar lagi lepas kena tsunami? nak merosakkan alam lagik. bakar sini, bakar sana. Tuhan marah orang rosakkan alam ni tau? eh, mana la enkorang nak tau. sebab bodoh.

geramnya aku. rasa nak balik penang balik. takde jerebu sana. Baca lagi!

Tiada yang mustahil

"...dalam perjalanan mu nanti, engkau akan berjumpa dengan sebuah pintu dengan kata-kata tertulis di atasnya," kata guru itu kepada anak muridnya. "Kembali kepada ku dan beritahu apakah yang tertulis."

Maka keluarlah murid itu menggunakan kepandaian akal, ketelusan jiwa dan kekuatan tubuhnya mencari, dan akhirnya ketemu dengan pintu tersebut. Maka pulanglah murid itu kepada gurunya.

"Apa yang tertulis ialah 'INI ADALAH MUSTAHIL'," katanya.

"Adakah ia tertulis pada dinding atau di muka pintu?," tanya gurunya.

"Pada pintu."

"Maka letakkan tangan mu pada tombolnya dan bukalah pintu itu," balas gurunya.

Murid itu menurut. Maka terbukalah pintu tersebut dan kerana tulisan itu terdapat di muka pintu, ia tidak lagi kelihatan setelah pintu dibuka. Dan teruslah murid itu dengan perjalanannya.

diterjemahkan dari
-Paulo Coelho

Baca lagi!

You daft prick!

For two consecutive days, yours truly pulled on a very much hyporcrite face while trying not to offend the pricks who fixed his car.

What I need was a good fixing of my car. Not some frankenstein project (which, in fact I have already done!) so that you pricks could proudly claim the car was 'done by you'. Simple. Fix 'A' which is broken. But why on heavens name, you try to mend 'B'?

Note to self: never trust a workshop with only two workers.

Now my supercar is like cough here, cough there. Prolly because one of the mechs left a finger inside my engine kut.

Nonetheless, they did manage to 'enhance' the make-up of my car. Hehehe... no more 'tiang gol' up front. A more subtle look. But still, I have one more problem at hand. I need to find the input for the oxygen sensor to the ECU. Arkhhhh!! Tough shit!

And, I missed 2 days worth of running. Darn. I feel fat. Baca lagi!

Money, money, money!

Shopaholic, rejoice for the Malaysian Mega sale is on! Sale here, sale there. Let the rich be richer and the poor be poorer. Why? Because the rich always the stingy one, and the poor always think they had a lot of money to spend and they do. OK, not poor la but common people. Like you and..other people. Not me. I'm uncategorised. hehe..

It's true that most rich bloke (or makcik) will bargain for whatever they buy, whenever they can.Of course you cant bargain at Coach, but hoardes of them will be at some Melium outlet sale where the whole decimal point for the price of a designer brand will be cut!

But then...

The oil price rose again! 10 cent per litre. Adoih. So Malaysians, I have a brilliant idea. Why dont we all buy a bicicleta (bicycle) and ride to work? Its money saving, good workout, will reduce global warming and bla bla bla! Heh...if only its a perfect world. Baca lagi!

Come on, gimme a hug!

Everyday

Pick me up, love!
(Pick me up, love)
Hey, how long, how long, how long (Everyday)
Everyday, ah

Pick me up, oh, from the bottom
Up to the top, love, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances
I take my chances on everyday

Left to right
Up and down, love
I push up love, love everyday
Jump in the mud, oh
Get your hands dirty with
Love it up on everyday

All you need is
All you want is
All you need is love.
All you need is
What you want is
All you need is love.

Everyday
Everyday
Oh, Everyday...

Pick me up, love, from the bottom
Up onto the top, love, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances
I'm gonna take my chances on everyday

Left to right
Up and up and inside out right
Good love fight for everyday
Jump in the mud, mud
Get your hands filthy, love
Give it up, love
Everyday

All you need is
All you want is
All you need is love.
All you need is
What you want is
All you need is love.
Oh...

What you’ve got
Lay it down on me
What you’ve got
Lay it down on me

All you need is
All you want is
All you need is love.
All you need is
What you want is
All you need is love.

Everyday
Everyday
Oh, Everyday...

Pick me up love
Lift me up love
Pick me up love
Everday...

Up from the bottom, everyday
Up to the top love, everyday
Pick me up love
Lift me up love
Pick me up love
Everyday

Baca lagi!