The start of the semester wasn't exactly what I've envisaged. As if having it pouring all week long wasn't enough God decided that I needed another punishment. The rain meant that friendly matches that I've co-organized had to be cancelled causing frustration to both parties. Not only that, it frustrated me further to know that I am not able to hold training sessions which means that whatever progress that I was looking forward to has been impeded. Right now, I have very little faith in my own judgement thanks to forces that are beyond my control. Oxymoron much? Perhaps. But that's because I've lived my life with the principle that everything can be controlled. Well, external forces, ones far more powerful that I am or will ever be have other plans in mind.

To add to this misery, I just had to sustain a knee injury during a game for my club. The whole thing happened in a blink of an eye. Heavy guy fell down on my leg in a position that is far too awkward for any ligaments or tendon to stay undamaged. Thankfully, me screaming at the top of my lung stopped everyone in their tracks for if they didn't, I was certain that I would have been trampled upon by guys who are of more than 100kg in weight individually. I didn't dare to look down to see what had happened to my leg for fear of seeing that it has been detached or even a fracture. I've overly dramatize the whole situation but that was what ran through my mind at that time..thinking of the worst that could have happened. Thankfully, everything is intact- superficially that is. All I felt was this numbing sensation that ,thankfully, God has built our bodies to be of certain manner when faced with such situations.

Right now, all I can do is to limp my way around with the help of powerful painkillers. Sleeping on the night I've sustained that injury was a sleepless one as when I turned it my sleep, I would be awakened by the sudden sheer pain. Trying to fall asleep in such a weird and conformable position was particularly hard. If it wasn't for the drowsiness that came with the medications, that night would have been a sleepless one.

Till now, I still have no idea the extent of this injury. All I know is that there is no fracture as confirmed by an X-Ray test earlier. Thankfully, Fahmy managed to slot me in for an appointment with his sports physician tomorrow. Else, I would have to wait till the 21st of March just to get an Orthopedics specialist's assessment. By then, any chance of me recovering just in time for the Quad-Unis would be nothing but just a wish.

I've no regrets about what happened last Saturday. Whatever happened was probably meant to happen anyway. All I can do right now is to look forward and recover the best I can. No point crying of spilled milk and it is certainly pointless to feel sorry for myself. I have a lot of people doing that for me already. My contribution to that department is unnecessary. I'm going to hope for the best and expect the worse from here on out.

As I lay in bed while waiting for the medication to take it's effect on me, I can't help but to wonder about how nice the past week has been for me. 2011 looks kinda good right now. Found a couple of new things to do; ones that I would have never thought I would actually do 10 years ago.

In a few days time, I'd be turning 24. I can't believe I'm actually going to be so old. I've had moments where I would literally stare into space during tuitions and I'd wonder what life has been for me so far for the past 23 years. Honestly, I can recollect anything more than 5 years ago without any difficulty. Guess I've been doing a lot lately.

Honestly, I was never a bike person. If you asked the 18 year old me, I would have told you that I just can't see myself riding. Driving yes but riding was definitly out of the picture. I still don't know what motivated me to pick up riding lessons but I did and 6 months later I was zipping around on my trusty Kawasaki. I can never forget the feeling of riding my own bike for the very first time. It was absolute freedom!

I can never see myself not having a bike. Despite people telling me how dangerous it is and all, I shall never give it up. I dare say it's the perfect substitute for flying. Unless you're flying off the bike that is...that's a different story altogether. So every now and then, I'd load up my iPod with whatever techno/club/trance/whateveritscalledbecauseicantreallybebotheredaboutit music and ride the Malaysian roads in the dead of the night. It's the kind of feeling that one gets when playing need for speed or burnout or midnight club. It's the exact replica! Except that when you total your ride, you are done for!

The girlfriend doesn't quite trust my riding skills though. This is the guy who got into an accident inside a carpark while doing something really stupid. Can't believe I spent that national day in the hospital. But a few days back, I got screamed at by the dear pillion by pulling a fast corner over some allegedly sandy part of the road near the barrage. This is the exact same guy who countersteered his way out of a skid. Ok...I know it sounds as though I am boasting or gloating here but i'm not. Really! All I'm saying is that I THE safest rider ever! I have this phenomenal gift of intuition along with a sharp mind to do an AOS in a matter of seconds. Ok, now I'm gloating. So sue me already.

In another part of the world, this captaincy gig is really taking a toll on me. I wish I could be that kind of person who could just move along if people wouldn't get on with the program. Instead, I am the neverleaveanymenbehind kind of person. Bummer! It's really draining on me just to gather up the full team for a proper session. The quad-Unis are just a month away and the attitde that I am getting is absolutely disheartening. God, if yours listening to me, I am really praying for a miracle here. Let's hope the game against acjc this Wednesday afternoon will be a good one. I am praying hard here.

I used to be a soldier who never loses his composure

I have never felt so tired in my life before. Well, that's just an exageration but I know that you know what I mean. It's been 6 days of pure intense rugby consisting of trainings from Monday till Thursday followed by a friendly match with the school team on Friday and a club match on Saturday. The latter's result had to be voided as the game was cancelled halfway through thanks (but no thanks) to the rain. All I got from that game was a bruised ego along with a bruised shoulder, a bump on the head, a knocked up knee and along with an extremely sore body. This isn't Sunday anymore, it's SOREday.

As if that isn't enough, work is also wearing down. 2 sessions of tuitioning today, one sessions of MTS yesterday and also Pizza delivery yesterday and later in the evenings. Come Wednesday, it'll be another sessions of MTS at my old secondary school in the evening. Soon, I'll have another coaching assignment in some school which I only hearing it's name for the first time. If you find these all very overwhelming, you're probably right- it IS! All I can say is that I am going through hell for a little piece of heaven. Hope that small little piece won't disappoint.

How my life is like right now mirrors everyone- albeit in a rather different way. We spend our lives going through hell just for that little piece of heaven which most of us calls retirement. Sadly, most of us will never get there. Bright side of it all is that we won't have to suffer the ails of old age. Well, at least that's what some of us prefer anyway. We can never truly do what we want to do in our lives. We are often tied down with nonsense such as responsibilities, obligations, mortgages, debts, bla bla bla. The list goes on. ITS NEVER ENDING!!!

It's sickening how we think how blessed we are when all we get is pummelled upon by things we need to do. The ratio of us getting pummelled by that versus getting levitated by things that we really want to do is dissapointing. So at the end of the day, all of us are living a lie.

I realize how pessimistic and morbid this all sounds. But then, not everyone can actually handle the truth. People can even get killed or detained for trying to show some light on things. So I am back to square one- what is the meaning of life?

If you have yet to watch Scott Pilgrim VS the World...well...you should. Life's a game. Play it well.

Watching Friday Night Lights again (the movie not the TV series), has instilled something within me. Something really important. Perhaps, I shall part you all with a quote from that movie that has really moved me to do something. Something about being perfect. Because being perfect means...

Being perfect is not about that scoreboard out there. It's not about winning. It's about you and your relationship with yourself, your family and your friends. Being perfect is about being able to look your friends in the eye and know that you didnt let them down because you told them the truth. And that truth is you did everything you could. There wasnt one more thing you could've done. Can you live in that moment as best you can, with clear eyes, and love in your heart, with joy in your heart? If you can do that gentleman - you're perfect!


For my team, I need to be perfect. Somehow, it has got to work...

Spending the last 3 days of working has been really tiring. But nevertheless, with the company I'm having there, I did not regret working over the new year. Plus, I get paid just to sit inside the store when there's nothing to do but to eat, drink and basically hang out. What's there not to like.

Riding around, I have thought about the kind of jobs that I've had over the past years. Come to think of it, it's really quite a list. Because I have nothing better to do but to sit in front of the computer as I decide whether I should head to the gym or not, I think I'm going to list the jobs that I've worked as.

Grocery Store Helper (2001)
It was near Hari Raya and my dad's friend needed help at this store. So why not?

Door Salesman (2003)
Worst job in the world to take on especially when the "O" levels are just around the corner. Earned nothing from that damn job.

Construction Worker (2003)
My neighbor asked. I agreed. Spent a couple of days in the sewers. Awesome job!

Security Officer (2004)
Shitty job with shitty pay. Didn't know why I took it in the first place. Worked there for 11 days straight without any days off before I decided to quite because of the next job (:

Technician- Repairing TVs (2004-2005)
BEST JOB ION THE WORLD!! Basically, just travelling around the area and servicing people's tv.

Packer (2004)
Just packing stuff.

Waiter (2005-2006)
Talking to strangers have never been more interesting. Spilled soup all over the tray en route to the table on the first day.

Army (2006-2008)
Need I say more? Well, that was a "hump" where I didn't work but got paid to run, shoot, shout and fly around the world.

Relief Teacher (2008)
I basically get to screw around kids' minds and getting paid quite a bit for it.

Tutor (Present)
Easy money. Easy job.

Pizza Delivery (Present)
Shitty money. But I basically get to race around town on a Wave and the tips are like Katy Perry's Hot & Cold.

This didn't turn out to be as awesome as I thought it would be. Maybe I should get back to this when I have more ideas.