Blue is the color

You might think that I'm a Chelsea fan after they became rich but I'm not. I am lucky to be able to watch this man, possibly the best player in Chelsea's history to play his final match in blue. Hail the king of Stamford Bridge.

p/s What if I marry a united fan?

~watching Chelsea's Double winning Season~

Regards,
Han

What's funny about Salisbury.

I live in Mawson Lakes, Salisbury. Every now and then, I encounter things that I find amusing. I'm pretty sure I can hear the music "Wonderful world" playing at the back of my head. It's moments like when the Italian man starts speaking nothing but Italian to me on the street. Come on, I don't even look a bit like an Italian. Maybe it's all Marco Polo and the 13th century all over again. Besides that, I think it was almost a year ago, I was at Parafield Plaza when this chinese dude just said, "ni hao" to me, which surprised as how the hell he knew I understand mandarin. What's weirder was a caucasian eventually said that to me as I walked out of that plaza. Impressive, isn't it? Once I was in Elizabeth and I saw a man yelling at his wife. Cursing her out loud as she ran out from Macca's with burgers in her hands. They missed the train and the baby is crying. As I turn my head around, I saw a barely 14 year old girl smoking. Every now and then, along salisbury highway, some crazy dude will be screaming at you but the walk to the Vietnamese store always makes it worth while. As you live Elizabeth and go up the hills, you will see beautiful sceneries and I guess it makes living in Salisbury not that bad after all. Up north, that's what people say about this place. Even other Australians despises these bogans. It is one of the most dangerous suburbs to live in. People normally don't walk out at night, they don't even shower for that matter. Well, this is Salisbury for you, mate.

Malaysian night. Do I still look the same since 2008?

Signing off,

红毛仔

~listening to Meaghan Smith's Here comes your man~

The ultimate girl next door.

Someone almost perfect that you cannot believe. Reasonably pretty, sexy and very intelligent. Maybe a bit too complicated and complex but you're the best I've seen, but, then again, way out of my league every since she hung up.

post-script: She's no Larrisa Riquelme.

From,

红毛仔

Again, the UTAR FES Election...

swt case keep coming... its here again. UTAR FES election. Remember last time I wrote an entry Election is jus a game? Yeap thats right, i will nvr change my view. Now, there's a team called A-Team and one new time. A-Team is formed mostly from the old members lo...

The new team one is interesting lo... got few lenglui lo... hmmm... and i have done some survey. I asked my frens around wat do they know about SRC. Hmm, the answer is "dono"

In fact, yes i agree with them, even for me i oso dono them much. And the hillarious thing my frens said (current src) "got position no action"

Lolx... cant blame the students oso.. if src had done something, they din tell the world oso... then src oso shudnt say " wat u din see doesnt mean tat we din do "... this is quite an irresponsible saying leh... src din approach to students and explain wat they had done throughtout the year...

And Im stuck somewhere in the middle... wat shud i do? but, hmm... maybe i will vote new team, cz maybe "time to change"? now the current status is like A- Team = BN, New team = DAP

haha, can see fight? dono yet... but the new team really bring Play station to attract ppl man, as promised lol.... convincing? maybe gua... and lastly, don blame ur FRENS for not helping u, blame URSELF for not helping them at first.

To save a penalty

Today morning's match between england and usa tells a tale of how a failed tactical strategy can have an effect on the entire game. England just can't seem to be able to put the ball to any of their forward in the box. They lack finishing. I mean, England has few of the best players in the world but they just couldn't find the killer instinct. That being said, I realised most teams in the world cup did exceptionally during their first games. It's a tough tournament.

Tactical strategy is very important in any type of games. I remember how Hugo taught us about his way of controlling the game.

Somehow I think teams like Spain, Italy, Germany, Argentina are more fun to watch. There's just something about them. I highly doubt England can go really far, albeit the quality of the individual players. Some of course. Most of their players are not really that good. In general, tactically, England still has a long way to go. I personally feel Germany is going to go a long way and I wish them luck.

Back to some local news, people that know me well enough knows how much I love my country. I would love to see them qualify for the 2015 Asia Cup. If everything does go according to plan, it will be held in Australia, so it would be great that I can watch and support them right here. But, honestly, do any of us see our national team winning the qualifiers? The tigers need more than just supports from the Malaysian public. They need the discipline and mentality to step into the pitch. Did you guys know that some of the Malaysian players back in the 50's did make it to Europe? And here, we wonder, what happened to those glorious days when we used to beat the likes of Japan and Korea? It seemed so long ago.

Forgive all theses nonsense from me but I do have a passion. Frankly, football has been more than a game for me. It's more than just 22 people running around a field chasing a ball. It's more than just what Roy Keane describe as Bentleys, Blonde and Big contract. It's more than just trophies and medals. It's something like seeing 10 big-specky nerds posing for that very picture that stood right there. It could well be something like the mamak food they have after games. It's about me and them.


Football's bitch,
红毛仔

~listening to Zooey Deschanel's Sugar Town~

This is companion piece to another post I had here.

The life and times of the flying trunk

I tend to get messages from my mates back in Malaysia, telling me to stay back in Australia. Thinking it will be the freedom they're looking for. The truth is, no matter how beautiful, how great life can be, or how many strip clubs you can be enjoying, it's never the same. That's why I never can understand how some parents forcefully want their children to start a living in a new country, not knowing how different life can be over the other side.

I've been living in Australia for a year or so and I can feel the difference. Yes, Australia might provide the comfortable life we all seek. In a way, Australia provide the social security that Malaysians yearn to have. You might have a higher income(somehow in a way, I don't get why Malaysians love to convert the money they earn into M'sian ringgit, considering that, in Oz, you earn Oz$, you spend Oz$), you might provide a better lifestyle for your future family, you might have a peace of mind when you retire and you might be able to live and learn a new culture.

Before I came to Australia, I always thought, Australia is a very multicultural country and there is no way I would lose my Malaysian-Chinese-ness. Sorry for tagging myself in a particular race though I have to admit I am more Malaysian than a Chinese and I am very proud of it. During the summer of 2010, I spent 2 months alone in Adelaide, working with a bunch of factory workers, which include 3 Australians, an Indian and loads of Filipinos. Don't get me wrong, the working experience was really great. Understandably, I hang out with a lot of non-Malaysians at the moment.

So, it was like 7am to 3pm and then, back home. Tea break, jogging and dinner, finally, to bed. I didn't really had a lifestyle during that 2 months. The same routine everyday. During that period, sadly, I never ever thought of my beloved Malaysia. The fact is, nothing in Australia really reminds me of the place I was born and bred. It's sad but it's true. For the first time ever, I never felt a single emotion for not celebrating the lunar new year with my family. I just stayed at home and surf the internet. During that period, I didn't speak much of my so called Malaysian accent.

Of course, I met a bunch of new friends and boy did my Malaysian accent came into action. I guess my point is, living and working in Australia might be interesting to people from the outside. Everyday when you flip open the newspaper, you do see pictures of the "boat-people", asylum seekers and refugees waiting for an answer to their prayers. One of the seekers even claim that he rather die in the boat to Australia than to go back to Sri Lanka. Imagine that and you'll realised how insignificant our complaints and whining back home. Like the saying goes, the grass is always greener at the other side. I guess being a offspring of an immigrant, like a lot of Malaysians are, we tend to think life overseas is somewhat better. In some sense, yes, it's statistically true.

To make things easier, think about this. One of my mates, Don, like me, he's of Chinese descent and he's born a Singaporean. He followed his father to Australia when he was two and has been living here ever since. Of course, he speaks with an Aussie accent but think about it, he lost the opportunity to learn to speak mandarin. I believe he would live here for the rest of his life and have children too. One day, his descendants will not have any idea that their forefather is actually a singaporean, rather than a Chinese. If I would to live here, my kids will be Australians, speaking with an Aussie accent. Living an Australian lifestyle and not having the opportunity to live the life I had. It would be such a pity to not able to see what I've seen in Malaysia.

It's true when people say Malaysia is not the same. In fact, you can travel the world and not find a country similar to my beloved homecountry. I stopped saying that I don't want to return to Malaysia. Why wouldn't I want to return to Malaysia? It's a beautiful place and everyone I know is there. I always believe my career will bring me to places I never thought I would end up in. Think about the path I took and I realised, God, I've been to places I myself find weird and unusual. For now, I think it's best for all of us to just concentrating in studying for the next few years. Until then, life can always be unpredictable. Isn't it?

post-script: we're malaysians, not chinese. Cina balik china, I malaysian, so I can stay lah.

Still very much a Malaysian,

红毛仔

~listening to We the king's she takes me high~

HELL? WTF IS HELL? I'll tell you what's hell. That's where I was just now. A F***ing hot girl just sat beside me, a seat away. in a translucent(see thru everything & anything you want) dress. AND. I CAN'T FREAKING TURN MY HEAD TO LOOK. coz it'd be too obvious that I was turning my head 90 degrees!!!

i wish that Mr. hanjun is here so that he can be my wingman and assist me on macking her up ^.^
haha.

by
Captain Awesome.

I ♥ my berry.

I'm going insane.
I'm guessing having conflicted thoughts are killing me one way or the other.


I'm the one who bled when I was 17.

I'm looking for love, not for me, for everyone else.
I'm a fool, I'm blind and I'm still walking.

I'm waiting for the musical backdrop they've been talking about.

I'm heading to Sydney, looking for my soulmate, him.

I'm stuck in Transportation Engineering tutorials.
I'm already thinking about winter.
I'm Peter Pan, growing up is overrated for me.

I'm still a boy, your childish little boy.

The boy,

红毛仔

~listening to Plain White Ts's 1234~

“Dear Mum, this lesbian prison I'm in is ok. Lady Gaga turned up yesterday-and she brought fags, well she was wearing them. Send condoms.”

BEST quote of the year!!!! hoho

Where we came from.

Life is liberating when we can all walk alone sometimes. Those around you are just the spice we need.

p.s. Kenny, Ihsan, Shiv, Aaron and the other lost boys.

Thanking you,

ang mo kia

~listening to Switchfoot's Oh! Gravity~

a word to pringles. hoho

Dear Pringles, Now that i am no longer a child, I can no longer fit my hand inside your tube of deliciousness. Work on that although many of the guys cant wait to fit their hands inside the tube of deliciousness especially lai and yigang. Just couldnt understand why they are so desperate to fit their hands into the tube of deliciousness and get a piece of IT! haha

by
chris

a story about ancient greek GODS.. what a shame.. hoho

zeus, poseidon and hades are brothers. percy is poseidon's son. athena is zeus's daughter. annabeth is athena's daughter. so, percy is a cousin to athena and an uncle to annabeth. but annabeth and percy is going to be together in the end, uncle and niece together? nvm, hera was zeus's sister too when she married zeus...

THIS Message is specially for LAI the Desperate : Lai, as long as she is a woman, u can be together with her ^^ haha..

by Chris.

Sepuluh.

Pelik juga saya dapat balik ke tanah air saya untuk 10 hari sempena sambutan Hari Natal di negara Australia. 10 hari memang tak cukup, tetapi saya rasa saya sudah mencapai tahap dalam hidup saya untuk tidak merindui orang kesayangan dan hidup keseorangan di negara asing terutamanya musim sejuk yang kadang kala menyeksakan.

This proves how my written Bahasa Melayu has suck along the way. Don

't even mention my mandarin, it's embarrassing enough to be mocked by for not being able to speak my mother tongue well.

I've been back home for the past 10 days. To be honest, didn't really live up to my expectation. I didn't really met up with those that mattered which still bumps me a little bit. There are a few that I didn't manage to meet up. Moving on means having to let go some parts from the past. It is obvious which stuff I know I should let go. I know. It's just that I find it so difficult to let go of those I thought mattered. I guess I'm learning to accept the fact that people just don't care.

Malaysia is so damn hot. Really hot. If YiGang is reading this, my stuff for you plus the things for Lai and Kenyang is with my mum. She'll deliver it to you.

post script: sorry I didn't meet up with you.

Life's liberating when you enjoy being alone,

Ang Mo Kia

~listening to 五月天's 恒星的恒心~