Full Of Pride

I really am.

Watching our lil' Wong Mew Choo defeat former world champion and current #1 ranked woman's badminton player, at their own home was a feeling that I've not felt for so long.

The last time I cheered like crazy after a nail-biting sporting match was when Liverpool sent Chelsea out in the semifinals of the 2006 Champions League competition. I remember jumping the same way up and down when Dirk Kuyt put in the winner as I did when Mew Choo hit the winner.

She worked hard and patiently built her game. At times all hope was down as she trailed 2 - 12 in the second set and lost badly. I thought it might be one Chinese too far but I was glad she didn't agree.

Go on and make us prouder, WMC.

Wind of Change

Ever go wake up in the morning and think, "Gosh, I need a change" ?

I'm quite the creature of routine and freedom (what a contradiction), meaning that I like to have the days and the week pass by without changing too much, in which that I then get to have lots of time to whatever I want. I'm simply one of those people who looks to have time to himself to do whatever he feels like doing, be it hibernate in bed, pick up a book, do gardening, learn a foreign language etc.

I could get upset if this freedom is somewhat blocked or taken away, but usually it's due to unavoidable circumstances such as work. Well, it's normally work. But that's beside the point.

Working like a bee during weekdays make it difficult to find time for oneself as I am one of those who needs lots of 'recovery time' ie. some quiet moments in the evening to cool down before it starts all over again in the next day.

Hence my unwillingness to fill up most of this time with itineraries that would take up too much time to travel, too much noise, too many people etc. I save all that for the weekends when there's more time.

Sometimes I wonder why do I look forward so much to this free time? I mean it's a normal thing to want time off after work but I am the happiest when I get the time to do what I want.

Still, sometimes I feel that this must change - I must want to do many things during this free time and yet not dread it when it ends. I mean the weekends do come as they are without fail unless the world ends before then, but the feeling of it ending is almost always that of looking forward to the next one.

I mean what's wrong with the weekdays?

I seriously don't know why.

I just want to go to sleep knowing that I have enjoyed the day, but the thought of tomorrow stays in the head always.

I have always - in fact, just an hour earlier to my friend's dad - told people to take things one day at a time. Nobody knows what will happen next.

Perhaps some change will be good. What sort? Let's just see.

Feeling Lighter

"You're thinner!".

I've heard that more often than not ever since I was discharged from the hospital in September for a mild attack of dengue. That six days from which I endured cold and hot fever, aching muscles and crappy food tastes saw me drop a whopping 9kg!

I didn't quite regain my appetite until about a month later and even that didn't quite restore me to my *akhem* normal weight.

I've just started on my new job at the HQ in a personnel transfer practice and had been eating less, not feeling much of an appetite during lunch and dinner.

That could be a good sign though - I should keep maintaining the habit of just eating enough and not too much to let it drop until a good level.

The problem though, all the flab from the skin ain't gonna disappear just like that.

Can't wait to do badminton again next year.

Battery Water

I was possibly too blurred to know better then, about two hours after I came home from starting my first day at the new office*, that I pumped RM40 worth of petrol at the Mobil station in SS14. In the process I bought a banana shortcake and a bottle of battery water.

It might not sound any weird or so, but the fact goes that the eagerness to go home must have overwhelmed me. Or the possibility that I was too tired from the journey to Cheras from Subang, to and fro?

Indeed, so much so until I actually forgotten that my car battery was maintenance-free.

Yeah.

* Transferred to the HQ and was on the first day at work. Met quite a lot of new people, especially some whom I have heard of but have never actually met during my stint at the subsidiary.

Humanity On Trial

Bali bombers say ready for firing squad

It's hard to turn the other cheek when you read such stories on the news. You could only shake your head and wonder if this is a preview to life in the future - one lacking in tolerance and ruled by vigilante justice.

Thanks to people like them, the anti-religious groups have even more reason to think that religion is the reason for all the suffering in the world and faith in God is a fallacy.

My Muslim friends had always commented on initiating bombings and killing, "They are not fighting the way the religion allows it - the holy book mentioned about sparing the children and women from war, but what these people do would kill them anyway. Cowards - go and attack the US or Israeli Forces, not the people around you who don't know better".

Not one for capital punishment, I don't think execution is the best punishment for this crime against the innocent. It only takes a few seconds to die and it will mean nothing to one actively seeking it.

Yet, one with no remorse may waste all the time of the ones who must care for him and become an inspiration to those who are seeking to emulate him. This is not such a good thing either.

You may be going to heaven, fellas, but you're still a murderer.

Wannabe MKIII

It's hard to put in an effort for a blog when you don't have things to talk about regularly. I suppose it's up to the kind of things that interests you, ranging from the thought provoking such as commentary of daily events to the absurd ie. the plate of rice you had yesterday.

To be honest I don't know what I'm aiming at - I've always been fascinated by column inches presenting well thought out life's musings whilst sounding funny. The only difference is that my life is rarely that exciting thanks to my nature of shunning the loud for peace & quiet.

So what do I want to achieve from this restart of this blog?

Some people keep blogs as a personal journal, others as their means of seeking attention whilst the rest just have too much time in their hands.

Maybe I'm one of everything.