The Haunted Memories

Well, the worst memory i ever have is this... the fact that i strangle or should i say ... "chokeslam" a girl called... erm... i guessed i had forgotten her name... haha, this couldn't be helped but ever since that incident, i had change to a better person. That incident was happened in actually quite surprisingly. Back then, we were just standard 5 or 6... I have a bad memory. My book was on the floor, and had a dirty footstep on it. I was in rage and she just told me quite happily that she was the one doing it. Guess i had been stupid in the past, without a second thought, i strangle her with my... left or maybe right hand. Her face looked pale and suddenly i was able to realize that i was in wrong and i release her. The classmates were all against me at that point, no doubt, and one was quick to tell the class teacher about the incident. I was summoned to the teacher's room together with the girl and the boy who reported to the teacher. I was released later.... and apologized to the girl. Since then, i was scare to touch any girls. Somehow i have a tremendous reflex reaction when a girl touch me other part than my hands (since hand is often used to shake hand). Not to say I never dare to hit a girl since that point. Thinking back, i was damn lucky not to be expelled from the school and actually just get away with a apologize. The class teacher had always forgave my wrong being and always seem to believe that i just being naughty... that is a sign of trust and love to me. I appreciate that and quite impossible for me to ever forget that teacher. Thanks to her, i still have a future, and thanks for many chances she gave me, i had the chance to be a MAN!

Romance no more?

Well... her birthday is just around the corner... and for once, i totally have no idea how should i celebrate it or where should i celebrate it. Sadly, i even have no idea what should i buy for her too! Clueless really! I have try to think of a wonderful birthday to give her but yet i come out with no idea at all at the moment. This isn't usual, for someone like me, lots of stupid ideas... well sometimes some good one, to not come out with an idea at all. Perhaps the pressure for me to give her an unforgettable birthday have been too much; after she and my friends tried to give me a surprise birthday celebration in a Italian restaurant... which i appeared to be not that surprise, and even complaint that it was so boring and i would not wanted to go out with them at all. Haiz... I cannot believe i had say such harsh words to them back then... Cruel person? Perhaps i am... I hate myself for not appreciate the celebration... or at least for the fact that i actually say those things! Still, i am trying to make up my mistake by her birthday. However, things might not turn out to be what i expect. We have have our separate friends and I have to admit there is already some distance between us. Still, this might be the very last birthday present i could give her... before each of us go on with our study in different pathway...

Opposite Extreme Match!

Germany against Turkey in the semis... who would have guess that? No one... In fact, no one would have believe Turkey could get away when Czech was leading by 2 goals in last 15 minutes and even more dramatically when Croatia broke the deadlock in the with only 2 extra minutes to go; Turkey somehow got the equaliser just in time for them. The penalty victiory eventually set them out against one of the early favourites-- Germany! Germany who suffered a series of critism after the lose to Croatia had been in top form when they clearly outplayed their quarter-final opponent, Portugal in every areas. The semis however would not be an even match for me though... Turkey could only have a list of 14 players that is fits to play and that includes 2 keepers. Germany, in contrast, have all 23 players ready to get called up to do the service. In terms of the tactically, let just give Turkey the credit for being in the semis, we would just assume it is a draw in that area. However, individually is a totally different things! Germany have 2 strong defenders in the penalty area that can handle high ball comfortably, Klose, Podolski, Schweinsteiger, and Ballack ( all the attacking players ) look to be in fine conditions as well. This hasn't include the boost Germans will get when Frings, the defensive midfieder could once again fit to play; would certainly form a better protection in front of the defenders against the already depleted Turkish side. Turkey team, as i already mentioned just now, had loss their captain and the star player-- Nihat. Another a huge blow suffered by the turkish side as another first choice striker--Tuncay is suspended for the semis. Things would only get worst for Turkey as Germany would not only welcome Frings back to the team but also their previously-underfired coach, Loew back to the coach bench to give instruction off the field. Germans, undoubtedly looks to be cruising to the final... waiting for either Russia or Spain to have a go for the Euro 2008 Championship!!!

Assist...who cares?

Playing basketball is what i do during leisures and is one of my favourites too... I was playing with my friends in the court nearby and i...am an all-rounded player... dribbling, passing, guarding, rebounding, ...everything. This is most possibly a result from my constant change in position. I play as a centre with a height of just 170 cm! and sometimes i play PG or SG too!!! Well...ya, and as i played... i started to have more and more magic passes and that is the case. I just love to see myself getting those brilliant pass to teammates and see them scoring. And sometimes even my teammates are amazed of my passes. But still though, is passing the most important element in basketball? For me no. Instead i would love to play 1 on 1 and just keep scoring and scoring... still don't know what happened to me... whenever my teammate is wide opened... I would just instinctively passed to him or her (sometimes). I guess i am just so unselfish and too emphasize on team play. People seems to think that scoring is the most important things... i have to say :" yeah of course" but still without a good pass from your teammate, sometimes you just could not have the good look you want; and i can provide you just that! Assist...who cares? Well even though some do think so, it is my style of playing... i will choose the time when to score and when to pass or even when to dribble or when to just shoot when take the ball. It will just makes others harder to guard me...and that makes me very much satisfied...hehe... You can shut me down... but as long as i continue to produce those magical passes... even though i can't score... My teammates will do me the favour by awarding the assist i fully deserve!

So near yet so far

Another time and yet another time i have been dream .... wait wait... not dream, should be thinking back about it... since it already happened...since we already lose... It isn't a sweet one though... to be lose and be No 2 and then could not even qualify in the following year for the knockout phase. Such pitiful i am! Trace back... way back to Form 4 where we started as the one of the favourites and we do perform perfectly. I am the keeper that time since that is the positon very much no one could have fill in. We cruised all the way to the final before my eyewear suddenly makes my eyes too dry and my eyes swollen like hell... My vision were blur that time and no way i can played with that condition and so... change in goalkeeper had been made! Yeah, a change in goalkeeper in the final... one that had bring them to the final, is sitting at the sideline. But nothing he can do... not with that eyes at least.... I watched the opponent outplayed my team and they constantly treatening to score. Luckily all our defenders clearly are in top form, and they cleared the ball on the lines few times. The worst still to come... Just as the match were close to the end, the opponent shoot from great distance away!!! The ball float in the air goalwards. Our keeper jumped up high and tried to catch it but failed. He slipped the ball and we lose the match. An error that he made during the first match that lead to me being the first choice keeper for the team...and he seemed never to learn from his mistake.... and that just simply drew tears out of me.

Russia beat Spain?

Russia had stun most bookie i believe when they manage to hold on Holland in the whole 90 minutes ( quite unlucky ), and then go on to win against the clearly exhausted Netherland with 2 second extra half goals. But still can they beat Spain in the semis? That is what most people might be thinking about. Ashavin has become among the brightest stars in this tournament after his perfect performance against the spain but against the now much more better defensively side, can he still provide the magic? I am truly enjoying the style of Russians as do i have admits Hiddink is a great coach... But still Russians have their limitation, or should i say weaknesses. They attack with all players swarming over the areas of the opponents. Pressurize the opponent and break down defence with slick passing....However never forget that Spain loves to play counter attack football. With players like Villa and Torres up front, no one can keep both of them silent for even an evening. And definitely not the Kolodin-less Russia. If Ashavin is to prove his value, he should win against a much convincing defenders with likes of Ramos, Puyol... All previous match that Ashavin shines is a team with their defence as main weaknesses ( at least their defence wasn't that strong ), it is hard to believe just how good ashavin is. I believe the key to unlock the Spain defence is Pevlujenko to be honest ( hope i din spell it wrongly ). The tall striker might be a huge headache for the shorties ( Spaniards ). Still though, only this striker has the slight height advantage against them while others are generally at the same height of the Spaniards, thus i do not think the Russian can give the killing blow through a dead ball situation. Attacking teams against the counter attacking team....A goal can make this whole match far more interesting...though i believe Hiddink would not want his team to not play attacking football or should i say "Dutch football"....

Poor weekend

It is the same little Saturday as always...lazy which explain why i wake up at 9am...well it might be early for some people...but not for me. However i woke up only to find myself...not naked of course... but full of rashes! I have no idea at all how it happened but all of a sudden...my whole body feels itchy and i just couldn't stand it at all... and my both my hands had been badly dehydrated, i believe is caused by the diffusion of chemicals into my hands the time i do not wash my hand cleanly. What a nightmare for me to sleep on Saturday...no air conditioner as it will worsen my hand, fans will just make me feel damn itchy... And in the end, i couldn't do any of the home works... or even wake up for Euro 2008 matches as i clearly exhausted just to not lose my battle of resolution and will with the itchyness i suffered the whole weekend. Just hope this will ends sooner as i clearly don't want to miss Germany game. They are the champions and if not watching they all play... who else right?

Time in college...

Thinking back what happened today in subang, it sums up my college journey. From what suppose to be a easy course, has turned out to be rather disaster course for me at least! Just like what happen when the sunny day turned cloudy within hours and the heaven burst with the rain pouring down heavily as if there would not be any tomorrow. Branches of tree is said to be 'dancing' around with the wind howling to crush the college. Scare? Should be rather stunned... by the dangerous furious looking storm outside, it seems like it might just crush the whole town. Just like what i thought so... terrible results does did not help me the least to cure my spm pains...and yet it spreads salt to my wounds, making me suffer even more. It couldn't come worse as my parents is really frustrated and continue their speeches as usual. And just when i thought i would hope for some support from my several friends...i found it hard to tell them...the one who share thought with me doesn't make me feel comfortable to share things with her. But then the one i hope to share things with, suddenly vanish from this world....Imagine how pitiful i am...Self confidence, agony can hardly be found in myself any more. The more i feel the pain, the more i hope for company from my old friends or even some confidence shown by parents, it just makes things worse...That's why i will face the challenges alone, looking back at those old photoes of my friends and I will not help any. Everyone has part their ways, and i have to stand firm with my position and try to make ground before it is too late. Perhaps this could be the a final gamble with my slightest,only remaining confidence i might still possess ...For the success I am very much hungry of!

Hi,everyone, I m new here

Looking at one of my best friends' blog, i was thinking this might be a suitable place for me to try to express my emotions, or what ever i want to share with my friends here rather than the limited personal message in MSN. Anyway hope i can really enjoy my blog and hope you can do the same too!