stairs

Once upon a time Wrath was on his way home. He saw his mom about to open the door to his 3rd storey flat. He decided to run at his top speed, leaping up the stairs 2 steps at a time, right to his doorstep. The next day, his inner thigh hurts like crazy.

Moral of the story:
1. Old man should not exercise without warmup.
2. Old man should do cooling down after exercise.
3. Old man should not do strenous activities.
4. Stairs are designed the way it is for a reason.
5. Keys are meant to be used to unlock the door, not just to put inside your bag.

Fallacy?

Something I heard over the radio...

X mentioned that the Thais look like a mix of Chinese and Malays. So Y came out with this explanation: As Thailand is located in between China and Malaysia, as time goes by, people started to move southwards from China and northwards from Malaysia. Some of this people will fall in love with an opposite sex of the other racial group... and "Boom!" Thais are produced!!!

After mid terms

Did not do well for my mid terms. But still, I did put in my best effort for those few days in which I could really settle down and study. Some of the interferences, especially from my CTW assignments, greatly reduced the time I had to study. But anyway its over. I only hope I did not do too badly.

I went for a movie on the night I finished my last papers. Its called season for love. Before anyone ask me whether I'm in love, I watched the show with 2 GUYS. And all of us are straight. Back to the show. It is a good show and it is one of the few shows that I walk out of the movie theatre having lots of thoughts flowing through my head. I hate the ending. It is the kind of "you know its coming" but I do not want things to turn out that way. Just go watch the show or get the dvd when it is out.

Played soccer with my sec sch mates on sat. Was not feeling very fit as I had not been exercising consistently. But still tried my best to run up and down to help out. Did absolutely horrendous in defence, was slow and slow and slow. But at least I compensated with 2 goals. Haha. Scoring definitely was not my forte. The first goal was started by myself getting a ball from my half, ran the way up the left flank, pass the ball to a teammate before getting it back and took a shot at a tight angle. Thankfully it went through the opponent goalkeeper's legs. The second was easier. I intercepted a clearance and went for a shot which rebounded back to me off a teammate. I pity that guy because it was pretty hard. I took the rebound with a half volley which went in the goalkeeper's right. Maybe I should convert to become a soccer player? Good joke.

Had my first training with my new sec ones intake today. 16 players. I had only 9 last year. Seriously not used to training so many newbies at one shot. But at least I got a good pool of players to choose from. Their potential generally also seem to be better.

Donkey

Not the first time I heard the story and and I guess a lot of other people heard it before also. But still, had the urge to write it down on words after listening to it over radio today.
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Once there was an old man riding a donkey, beside him his young son trying to catch up with the pace of the donkey. A bystander who saw this commented, " What kind of father is this? Let his young son run like that. His son is so pitiful." Hearing this, the father got off and told his son to get on the donkey. After awhile another bystander who were around mentioned, " Aiyohz... this kind of son. Enjoy himself on sitting on the donkey while asking his father to walk. How unfilial can he get?" Upon hearing this, the son felt bad and asked his father to ride the donkey along with him. Awhile late, a third bystander who saw this sight started to comment, " The donkey is so pitiful. How can it take 2 persons weight? Its back is already sagging. I never seen such vicious people before." The father and the son heard the comment and immediately got off and started walking along with the donkey. As they walked, another bystander commented," Haha... such dumb people. How stupid can they be not to ride the donkey and walk by themselves? If I were them I definitely will ride the donkey."
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I realised I am not a good story teller. But obviously that is not the morale of the story.

Morale of the story: Be yourself. Do what you think is right. It is good to listen to other's opinions but we still evaluate and decide on a course best for ourself. Nobody can please anyone.

I guess I know why I like this story.

Just be yourself.

Low, Lower, Lowest

My questionaire, even though I did not spend a lot of time preparing it, was almost totally shot down by my tutor. Need to redo it before wednesday.

My kids lost again. Not entirely their fault, with some very questionable refereeing. Makes me more certain about my insistence at not taking at the referee course. Sorry to say this: Singapore Volleyball referees are not professional.

Spend 2 hr plus doing my maths tutorial. Not exactly a long time but considering my original intention was to do it last Thursday, means that I have not touch anything for my 3 tests. I am dead.

Came back home to argue with my brother. Tempers can flare very easily when you are without alot of sleep, left home before 8am in the morning and already not having a very good day. I am really tired.

Received a email from a close friend. Something is not right. I am worried. But I cannot do anything now.

I need some time off... from everything.

Life is like...

Life is like a tube of toothpaste
You always try to squeeze every last bit of it

Life is like being in a fog
You can never be sure of what lies just ahead

Life is like a bed of flowers
Thorns are always well hidden from your sight

Life is like the weather
Unpredictable

Life is like me doing statics
It is impossible to resolve everything

Finally
Life is like a box of chocolates
Because Tom Hanks says so

Ps: Those who happen to read this don't beat me up when you see me ok? Anyway the idea came to my head when I was brushing my teeth just now and I welcome people to donate toothpaste to me.

sore loser

I'm a sore loser. How can i not be?

Here's a simple story.

Once upon a time there was three teams. Let's name them team Z, C and J. This 3 teams are fighting for 2 places for the next round. Z won J 2-0, then J won C 2-1. So if we go by the by-right theory, Z will win C right? Even if we do not go by the by-right theory, we just go by the professional view or even the non-professional view of those who seen Z and C play, all of them will say Z will win C hands down.

C won Z 2-1. Score 25-20, 20-25, 27-25.

How convenient. This is the only scoreline that will see Z top the three teams without any 2 teams tying in sets won/lost.

Yah, forgot to mention. Z and C have the same coach.

That is what you get for promoting sports and sportmanship.

Oh yah. Forgot to mention this point. The coach and me sort of know each other. He better not let me see him. Maybe I will feel the urge to beat him up.

Nowadays who cares about sportsmanship? Winning and qualifying means you get to retain your job (for at least another year), increase in budget and maybe your pay as well.

To some people, going against your own conscience does not hurt.

Come to think of it, I thank all my coaches who never asked me to delibrately lose a match before. Maybe I will fall out with him straight away.

All the sports got their dark side.

I'm tired

How can you not be? This week cannot be more hectic. You have 2 coaching sessions, plus one match for your kids. All the modules you are taking have tutorials on this week. Have to quickly clear the online tutorials before all the tests come crashing on you next week. There's also the CTW project which requires you to report on your progress every week. And yes, there is still the critique to be handed in next week. 1 test this sat, 3 test next week.

I know within a blink of an eye this 2 weeks will pass by very soon. But i have to do well as I did real badly last semester. So no matter what, I have to buck up this semester.

Next week's Valentines day. So? I'm still without 1. I'm 22 soon. Yah and so?

This is what I have been telling my kids during their games.

It's ok.

CTW project

Why are Singaporeans bilingual?

Why is my team comprised of a Cambodian guy and a PRC?

I finally realised how useful it is for me to be bilingual. Although my English is not really that fantastic but at least I guess most of the time I still can get my point across. But this time I really find it difficult to get my point across. I do not know whether is it me who's English is poor or is it that guy who just refused or cannot get my point? Then the other guy simply do not talk much, probably because his command of English is really poor. What can I do?

I am dead meat.