CRIPPLER'S LAIR

God's Way of Saying 'Take a Break'

2010-01-14T13:52:00.004+08:00

I have decided to continue writing in my blog since I am free. God told me to take a break and I think I took it literally. Haha. Any way, the swell in my right leg has reduced but I still can not walk. It has been three weeks since I underwent for the internal fixation - open reduction operation to fix my broken tibia-fibula of my right leg and the recovery progress is fantastic. In fact, I will be going for an x-ray to my right leg followed by a consultation with my pathologist. I hope every thing will turn out fine. Bohoo, I miss my princess Jeannie so much. I was supposed to go to meet her in Jakarta on 24th Dec 09 but due to the accident, I will only be able to meet her most probably in early March 2010. Shit happens I guess. Aight, I'm off to Changi General Hospital. Ciao!

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2009-01-22T00:33:00.001+08:00

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Doubts About The Role of Majlis Ugama Islam Singapura (MUIS)

2009-01-08T23:51:00.005+08:00

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Dear MUIS,

To Whom It May Concern

Assalammualaikum. I have several questions to ask you and i hope you can answer it truthfully and promptly, insha-allah.

My first question will be about MUIS direct connection with the government of Singapore. I have done some readings and have also asked around about the relationship between MUIS and the government of Singapore. Firstly, MUIS is the only religious body in Singapore that is under the government. Correct me if I am wrong, religious councils from Christianity, Buddhism, Taoism etc are not part of the government and they have no direct funding from the authority as well. Why then Singapore's Muslim council, MUIS, is part of the government?

Would not it be unfair if only Islam gets direct support from the government i.e. MUIS is a stat board? From a logical point of view, I find it unfair. What is so special about MUIS that it is a stat board and not other religious councils?

MUIS gets monetary funding from the government and I personally think it is immoral because it looks like 'bribery'. I am unsure whether the government of Singapore has any direct control of our Fatwas an it seems so because of MUIS special position, i.e. MUIS is a stat board, and the direct funding MUIS get from the government. I need an explanation as to why MUIS is a stat board and not other religious council. Even MUIS website address has '.gov.sg'.

The mufti of Singapore seems to be elected by the Prime Minister, who is a non-Muslim, and not by Singapore Muslims or Singapore Muslim scholars, correct me if i am wrong. Is this democratic? It does not make any sense at all. Imagine Singaporeans voting in Malaysian Presidential Election. Will it happen? Obviously not. Malaysians vote for their President and thus Singapore Muslims or Singapore Muslim scholars should elect our Mufti and not the government. Who actually elect the Mufti in the first place? I need an explanations for this too.

The Mufti is the leader of MUIS. What about the President of MUIS? So who is the leader here? I am very puzzled by this issue. Who elected him, the President of MUIS, in the first place? Anyway, why is the President of MUIS not even an Islamic Scholar? Please provide with explanations.

The tudung issue. While Male Sikhs are allowed to wear their turbans to government schools, our Muslimahs are not allowed to wear their tudungs. As far as I know, wearing tudung for female muslims is compulsory upon reaching puberty. Tudung, or any other head dresses for female muslims, is compulsory for female muslims and it is never worn by them to show affiliation with Islam but as an act of devotion to Allah. Why then MUIS did not and have never fought for our cause in the tudung issue? Why is there double standard, i.e. Male Sikhs can wear turban to government schools and Muslimah can not ?

MUIS is supposed to safe guard our Muslims' interest and I personally feel that MUIS is not doing her job very well. Kudos to all your hard work all these while but I am still not very clear and unsatisfied about all those issues as stated in the above-mentioned paragraphs. Please clear my doubts. Thank you. Assalammualaikum.

Yours truly,
Ahmad Fathi
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I really wrote this to MUIS. I think if MUIS is not doing her job properly, i am thinking of setting up an alternative and independent Islamic religious council called MAIS (Majlis Agama Islam Singapura). Haha. Just kidding..

Islam..Not Just A Religion..But A Way of Life

2009-01-04T03:40:00.003+08:00

A very interesting statement.. some thing for me to ponder..

"...Sometimes we as Muslims should praise the Chinese.
Their children can still do well in their undertakings with neither high education nor paper qualifications. They either inherited the skills from their parents or from practical learning.
Many successful Chinese businessmen are masters in their respective fields without having official paper qualifications. This trait is highly regarded by Islam.
The religion urges its followers to rely on Allah and to increase their knowledge. In Surah Taha (verse 113) God says: "(Say Muhammad) Oh Lord, increase my knowledge."

... The Chinese businessmen are better managers and portray strong positive traits compared with their Malay counterparts — to the extent that many Malays have more confidence in Chinese businessmen than their own.
Where are people like Abd al-Rahman bin Auf, a Muslim role model of doing business? Maybe the Chinese, the majority of whom are non-Muslims, have a keener insight into Abd al-Rahman’s business acumen than the Malays.

.... I am inclined to think that if the Malays were NOT Muslim, there would be little else they can be proud of. If the Chinese can receive Islam in its true form, they will have much to offer."
-Mohd Asri Zainul Abidin, The Mufti of Perlis

Subahannallah.. what a journey..

Cat Stevens : How I Came To Islam

By : Cat Stevens

All I have to say is all what you know already, to confirm what you already know, the message of the Prophet (Sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) as given by God - the Religion of Truth. As human beings we are given a consciousness and a duty that has placed us at the top of creation. Man is created to be God's deputy on earth, and it is important to realize the obligation to rid ourselves of all illusions and to make our lives a preparation for the next life. Anybody who misses this chance is not likely to be given another, to be brought back again and again, because it says in Qur'an Majeed that when man is brought to account, he will say, {O Lord, send us back and give us another chance} The Lord will say, {If I send you back you will do the same}

cat stevens

MY EARLY RELIGIOUS UPBRINGING

I was brought up in the modern world of all the luxury and the high life of show business. I was born in a Christian home, but we know that every child is born in his original nature - it is only his parents that turn him to this or that religion. I was given this religion (Christianity) and thought this way. I was taught that God exists, but there was no direct contact with God, so we had to make contact with Him through Jesus - he was in fact the door to God. This was more or less accepted by me, but I did not swallow it all.

I looked at some of the statues of Jesus; they were just stones with no life. And when they said that God is three, I was puzzled even more but could not argue. I more or less believed it, because I had to have respect for the faith of my parents.

pop star

POP STAR

Gradually I became alienated from this religious upbringing. I started making music. I wanted to be a big star. All those things I saw in the films and on the media took hold of me, and perhaps I thought this was my God, the goal of making money. I had an uncle who had a beautiful car. "Well," I said, "he has it made. He has a lot of money." The people around me influenced me to think that this was it; this world was their God.

I decided then that this was the life for me; to make a lot of money, have a 'great life.' Now my examples were the pop stars. I started making songs, but deep down I had a feeling for humanity, a feeling that if I became rich I would help the needy. (It says in the Qur'an, we make a promise, but when we make something, we want to hold onto it and become greedy.)

So what happened was that I became very famous. I was still a teenager, my name and photo were splashed in all the media. They made me larger than life, so I wanted to live larger than life and the only way to do that was to be intoxicated (with liquor and drugs).

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IN HOSPITAL

After a year of financial success and 'high' living, I became very ill, contracted TB and had to be hospitalized. It was then that I started to think: What was to happen to me? Was I just a body, and my goal in life was merely to satisfy this body? I realized now that this calamity was a blessing given to me by Allah, a chance to open my eyes - "Why am I here? Why am I in bed?" - and I started looking for some of the answers. At that time there was great interest in the Eastern mysticism. I began reading, and the first thing I began to become aware of was death, and that the soul moves on; it does not stop. I felt I was taking the road to bliss and high accomplishment. I started meditating and even became a vegetarian. I now believed in 'peace and flower power,' and this was the general trend. But what I did believe in particular was that I was not just a body. This awareness came to me at the hospital.

One day when I was walking and I was caught in the rain, I began running to the shelter and then I realized, 'Wait a minute, my body is getting wet, my body is telling me I am getting wet.' This made me think of a saying that the body is like a donkey, and it has to be trained where it has to go. Otherwise, the donkey will lead you where it wants to go.

Then I realized I had a will, a God-given gift: follow the will of God. I was fascinated by the new termino- logy I was learning in the Eastern religion. By now I was fed up with Christianity. I started making music again and this time I started reflecting my own thoughts. I remember the lyric of one of my songs. It goes like this: "I wish I knew, I wish I knew what makes the Heaven, what makes the Hell. Do I get to know You in my bed or some dusty cell while others reach the big hotel?" and I knew I was on the Path.

I also wrote another song, "The Way to Find God Out." I became even more famous in the world of music. I really had a difficult time because I was getting rich and famous, and at the same time, I was sincerely searching for the Truth. Then I came to a stage where I decided that Buddhism is all right and noble, but I was not ready to leave the world. I was too attached to the world and was not prepared to become a monk and to isolate myself from society.

I tried Zen and Ching, numerology, tarot cards and astrology. I tried to look back into the Bible and could not find anything. At this time I did not know anything about Islam, and then, what I regarded as a miracle occurred. My brother had visited the mosque in Jerusalem and was greatly impressed that while on the one hand it throbbed with life (unlike the churches and synagogues which were empty), on the other hand, an atmosphere of peace and tranquillity prevailed.

THE QUR'AN

When he came to London he brought back a translation of the Qur'an, which he gave to me. He did not become a Muslim, but he felt something in this religion, and thought I might find something in it also.

And when I received the book, a guidance that would explain everything to me - who I was; what was the purpose of life; what was the reality and what would be the reality; and where I came from - I realized that this was the true religion; religion not in the sense the West understands it, not the type for only your old age. In the West, whoever wishes to embrace a religion and make it his only way of life is deemed a fanatic. I was not a fanatic, I was at first confused between the body and the soul. Then I realized that the body and soul are not apart and you don't have to go to the mountain to be religious. We must follow the will of God. Then we can rise higher than the angels. The first thing I wanted to do now was to be a Muslim.

I realized that everything belongs to God, that slumber does not overtake Him. He created everything. At this point I began to lose the pride in me, because hereto I had thought the reason I was here was because of my own greatness. But I realized that I did not create myself, and the whole purpose of my being here was to submit to the teaching that has been perfected by the religion we know as Al-Islam. At this point I started discovering my faith. I felt I was a Muslim. On reading the Qur'an, I now realized that all the Prophets sent by God brought the same message. Why then were the Jews and Christians different? I know now how the Jews did not accept Jesus as the Messiah and that they had changed His Word. Even the Christians misunderstand God's Word and called Jesus the son of God. Everything made so much sense. This is the beauty of the Qur'an; it asks you to reflect and reason, and not to worship the sun or moon but the One Who has created everything. The Qur'an asks man to reflect upon the sun and moon and God's creation in general. Do you realize how different the sun is from the moon? They are at varying distances from the earth, yet appear the same size to us; at times one seems to overlap the other.

Even when many of the astronauts go to space, they see the insignificant size of the earth and vastness of space. They become very religious, because they have seen the Signs of Allah.

When I read the Qur'an further, it talked about prayer, kindness and charity. I was not a Muslim yet, but I felt that the only answer for me was the Qur'an, and God had sent it to me, and I kept it a secret. But the Qur'an also speaks on different l I began to understand it on anothlevel, where the Qur'an says, {Those who believe do not take disbelievers for friends and the believers are brothers} Thus at this point I wished to meet my Muslim brothers.

CONVERSION

Then I decided to journey to Jerusalem (as my brother had done). At Jerusalem, I went to the mosque and sat down. A man asked me what I wanted. I told him I was a Muslim. He asked what was my name. I told him, "Stevens." He was confused. I then joined the prayer, though not so successfully. Back in London, I met a sister called Nafisa. I told her I wanted to embrace Islam and she directed me to the New Regent Mosque. This was in 1977, about one and a half years after I received the Qur'an.

Now I realized that I must get rid of my pride, get rid of Iblis, and face one direction. So on a Friday, after Jumma' I went to the Imam and declared my faith (the Kalima) at this hands. You have before you someone who had achieved fame and fortune. But guidance was something that eluded me, no matter how hard I tried, until I was shown the Qur'an. Now I realize I can get in direct contact with God, unlike Christianity or any other religion. As one Hindu lady told me, "You don't understand the Hindus. We believe in one God; we use these objects (idols) to merely concentrate." What she was saying was that in order to reach God, one has to create associates, that are idols for the purpose. But Islam removes all these barriers. The only thing that moves the believers from the disbelievers is the salat. This is the process of purification.

Finally I wish to say that everything I do is for the pleasure of Allah and pray that you gain some inspirations from my experiences. Furthermore, I would like to stress that I did not come into contact with any

Muslim before I embraced Islam. I read the Qur'an first and realized that no person is perfect. Islam is perfect, and if we imitate the conduct of the Holy Prophet (Sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) we will be successful. May Allah give us guidance to follow the path of the ummah of Muhammad (Sallallahu alaihi wa sallam). Ameen

BELOW IS CAT STEVENS ( YUSOF ISLAM) BIOGRAPHY

SOURCE

The British singer-songwriter known as Cat Stevens has had many identities in his life: popstar, folk singer, and, most recently, Muslim activist. After a highly successful career in musicduring which he sold over 25 million albums, Stevens left public life in 1979 and took the name Yusuf Islam, becoming a devout Muslim active in cultural education causes in Britain.

Born in London in 1948 to a Swedish mother and a Greek Cypriot father, Stephen Demetri Georgiou was educated in Sweden, where he studied native songs and dances aswell as classical music. In the '60s he returned to London, where his father owned a restaurant, and entered Hammersmith College art school.Georgiou began performing guitar-based folk-pop under the name Cat Stevens, andbecame a regular in local pubs and coffeehouses. Stevens soon attracted the attention ofindependent record producer Mike Hurst, a former member of the folk-pop group the Springfields; in the summer of 1966 Stevens recorded a demo with Hurst, who shopped it around Britain and landed Stevens a deal with the new label Deram Records.

At 19 years of age Stevens released his debut album, Matthew And Son, a pop-rock record which became a hit in the U.K., the title single and "I Love My Dog"both charting in the Top 10. Stevens toured Britain as part of a bizarre package tour withJimi Hendrix and Engelbert Humperdink, and released his sophomore effort New Masters the following year. The 1967 album marked the start of Stevens' long-timecollaboration with singer/guitarist Alun Davies, but was a commercial failure. (A singlefrom New Masters, "The First Cut Is the Deepest," became a hit for Rod Stewartin the 1970s.)

Several years of wild living caught up with Stevens in 1969, when, near death,he was diagnosed with tuberculosis and spent a year in the hospital undergoing treatment.While recovering, Stevens underwent a spiritual crisis and began studying Eastern religions, practicing vegetarianism, and writing highly introspective songs. A changed man, Stevenssigned a new record deal with Island, who had just landed a U.S. distribution agreement withA&M, and began recording new material.

Stevens' first A&M release, 1970's Mona Bone Jakon, was a solid album that established Stevens' new image as a sensitive singer-songwriter. His next record, Tea for the Tillerman, was released later that same year to overwhelming success.With the hit singles "Wild World" and "Father and Son," the album became an instantfolk-pop classic and went to No. 1 in the U.S., earning gold status.

Before Tillerman Stevens had toured America several times, playing acoustic guitar as an opening act for rock bands like King Crimson and Seatrain; after TillermanStevens began headlining extravagant performances, replete with magicians and tigers, dancers and back-up singers. An unprecedented prime-time appearance on ABC's"In Concert" program cemented his status as a U.S. superstar.

1971's Teaser and the Firecat repeated Tillerman's success and contained theinternational anti-war hit "Peace Train." The album also spawned a children's book andshort film. 1972's Catch a Bull at Four was Stevens' first and only No. 1 album, and was followed the next year by the less-acclaimed The Foreigner, which wentto No. 3.

In 1973 Stevens' brother David visited Israel and, aware of his brother's fascination withreligion, returned with a copy of the Koran as a souvenir. Stevens was awed bythe book and began studying Islam. His next album, 1974's The Buddah and the Chocolate Box, reached No. 2 in the U.S. but marked the end of Stevens' most fertileperiod as a performer, his growing interest in Islam slowly eclipsing his songwriting.

1975's Numbers was an ill-fated concept album that was the first of Stevens'recordings to peak below the Top 10 in Britain. Sensing that the end was near, A&M issued a Greatest Hits collection that June.

In 1977 Stevens made a pilgrimage to Jerusalem and released the pop album Izitso,a commercial album that was decried by long-time fans as a sellout. In December of thatyear Stevens formally converted to Islam at a London mosque, taking the new nameYusuf Islam. A&M released what was to be the last Cat Stevens album, Backto Earth, in early 1978; by 1979 Stevens/Islam had married and retired from pop music.

During the 1980s Islam settled in London with his wife and five children and became very involved in the local Muslim community, founding one of Britain's topIslamic schools. Meanwhile A&M released a second "greatest hits" package in 1984(entitled Footsteps in the Dark), which included previously unreleased songs Stevens recorded for the 1971 cult movie Harold and Maude.

Yusuf Islam had nearly faded from public consciousness when in 1989 he made the infamous announcement that he supported the Ayatollah Khomeini's death sentence for Satantic Verses author Salman Rushdie. American radio stations stopped playing Cat Steven songs in protest -- WNEW in New York even gave away free copies of The Satanic Verses to listeners who turned in their old Cat Stevens records.

In 1995 Islam released his first "record" since retiring from pop music, a two-CD set calledThe Life of the Last Prophet which features one disc of Muslim chanting andanother disc of Yusuf Islam reading a 66-minute biography of Muhammad. Though it was ignored in the West, the double-album reached No. 1 in Turkey and was a hit in most of the Muslim world, where it was lauded by critics.

In 1997 Yusuf Islam announced that he is working on an album of Bosnian songs and poems,including a new song Islam wrote about Muslim children killed in the Balkan wars.

All these made me ponder.. what have i done so far to become a true and pious Muslim? Little. I almost cried reading all these articles.. all these while, i've been too engrossed with the materialistic world.. my New Year resolution: to be a pious Muslim that not only serves God but my country, race and religion. Astharfirullah halazim.. i didn't know up till now that i'm drifting away.. there's so much to learn.. knowledge is power.. Allah-huakhbar..

World Peace

2009-01-03T00:30:00.005+08:00

Dear Ignorant Homo-sapiens,

Let me get this straight to you. You do not know the actual cause of the Palestinian-Israelis conflict and yet you have the cheek to give irresponsible and stupid comments. Please do some research first before you haphazardly pen down any stupid comments. Those comments tell us a great volume about you stupidity and ignorance. Please do not disgrace your family's name.

Let me explain the fact to you as a neutral party. According to Torah, the Bible and the Quran, hell even mediocre history books, God Al-mighty ousted the sons of Israel from Jerusalem because the Jews did what God forbids and they killed many messengers of God that were sent to them. The Jews angered the God. God promised the Jews that they could return to Jerusalem if only they repent. Upon hearing this, the Jews treated Jerusalem as 'the Promised Land' and they too hope they could return one day. The Jews began to live all over the world except Jerusalem.

During the absence of the Jews in Jerusalem, the population of Arabs, who once lived with the Jews there, grew as a result of increasing birth rate and also due to the influx of Arabs from neighbouring countries. Slowly, they made Jerusalem their home and as they expanded their territory, they eventually named the place Palestine. Now, you can see that the land now belongs to the Arabs.

As in my previous post, i have told you that if some one got evicted from a house due to consistent non-payments, the subsequent family who bought that house has the right to call that house theirs and legally that house belong to them too. Thus, same goes to the Palestinians. After the Jews were evicted from Jerusalem, the Arabs took over and thus, Jerusalem belong to them (the Arabs). Yes, God promised the Jews that they can return to Jerusalem one day but did he mention that they can own it once they return? No. Period.

After World War 2, the Jews returned to Jerusalem with the help of the British. The Arab Palestinians welcomed them with open arms because they have always treated the Jews as brothers and sisters. The Jews came in dozens and they settled without any problem. As time passed by, they decided that they have to claim what is theirs and that is Palestine because according to them, God had promised them Palestine. Thus, during the uprising of the Zionists, the State of Israel was born.

Therefore, I can bravely say that the Jews actually robbed Palestine from the Palestinians. Thus, Palestinians have the right to defend what is theirs.

Yours truly,
Ahmad Fathi (King Crippler)

My Personal Notion:
The Israelis have long enough humiliated, tortured and oppressed the Muslims as well as Christians in West Bank as well as Gaza. It is about time that we put a stop to their atrocities. Have they got no shame to call that land theirs? Have they got no shame to slay Palestinians, the rightful owners of Palestine?

I admire Malaysia and Indonesia for not recognising Israel as a country. There are also other countries that do not recognise Israel as a country. However, what I am dissatisfied with is the 'Silence' the Arab Leaders are showing. What the fuck? Our Muslim brothers and sisters in Palestine are suffering and what do they do? Those who can help but do not help will be punished by God in the hereafter. Another thing that I am not happy about is the branding of Hamas as terrorist group. Al-Qaeda is a terrorist group. Yes! Jemaah Islamia is a terrorist group. Yes. Laskar-e-Taiba (LeT) is a terrorist group. Yes! Hamas a terrorist group? No. Period. Even though Hamas is not a terrorist group, i still do not agree with their military tactics in defending themselves. It is never right to kill innocent Israelis with rocket onslaught. It is also never right to destroy Israelis' public property (non military facilities and properties). Those who did so and go against the teaching of the prophet will be severely punish in the hereafter.

Singapore is a staunch supporter of Israel and this should not be the case. Why support Israel the war monger and land stealer? Singapore is a country that practices democracy, equity (not equality because there is no such thing as equality in this real world) and fairness but how could we possibly support Israel? Does not this sound like contradiction? What have our leaders done so far to practice what they preach? They should actually lead by example. You must not just talk the talk but you must also walk the walk. We are actually a country that is selfish. Democracy, Peace, Progress, Justice and Equality. Have we actually achieve all of our nation's ideals? No.

Our leaders are hypocrites. I am not writing this in just in the context of the Palestine-Israel issue but also other issues. Our leaders advocate One-China Policy but at the same time they support Taiwan too. Our leaders preach Peace but they support Israel. Our leaders preach equality but they should know better that there is no such thing as equality is this real world but equity. Why do we put ourselves in ironic situation? So that we can get the best out of both beliefs and support? Because we are afraid of Israel and U.S. because our economy depends heavily on their backings? If this is the case, then we are not standing on our own two feet. We should be afraid of God and not human beings.

Singapore has much to offer to the world. Living in Singapore for 22 years or so, i believe Singaporeans are matured enough to stand on our two feet. Singaporeans are actually wonderful people. We must stand up to protect the weak, the oppressed, the helpless etc. We must never sit on the fence when it comes to the issue of democracy, peace, progress, justice and equity. Life is not so much on economic prowess and progress. We must not do things just for our economic benefits because there is more to life than just money. Happiness is never solely gauged on the amount of money we have. It is always based on whether we can can live life the way we want it to be and achieve goals that we set. Life is amazing i tell you.

We must not be victims of our own success. Me must get away from our as-long-as-we-have-food-and-money attitude. If we remain stubborn, arrogant and ignorant, our neighbouring countries will be irritated and i am sure we would not want wars with any countries. Stand up Singaporeans. Be counted. Show the world who we really are. Stand on our two feet.

Do not get me wrong. I am never against our government but it is just that I am ashamed to have a government that some times contradict themselves. Kudos to them for bringing peace and wealth to Singapore. But what are wealth and peace if we can not live life the way we want it to be? We need a balance in life. Singapore needs a change and we are definitely ready for it. Majulah Singapura! Insha-allah.

M I S S I O N : P A L E S T I N I A N F R E E D O M

2008-12-31T20:52:00.005+08:00

I recently read an article in one of the news website and i am very angry that the Israel has published a page on YouTube to flaunt their military atrocities. Who do they think they are? I sent them a mail via their YouTube page. See below for what i wrote to them

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I will give you a scenario.

You are living in a house with your family. Suddenly, you lost your job due to recession. You couldn't afford to pay the house rent for 3 months to the government and you and your family were finally evicted by the government. Same goes to Israel-Palestine conflict. You and your family = Jews. House = Palestine land. Government = God.

According to Torah, Bible and Quran, the Jews were ousted from Palestine by God himself due to your stubbornness in not following God's instructions as well as killing messengers being sent to you. He said that you can return to the "Promised Land" once you repent. Back to the scenario. After you left, a family lawfully and officially bought over the house from the government and they lived there ever since. All sane human beings will say that if you return to the house and displace the current family physically and forcefully, you are actually doing the act of 'robbery'. The house is no longer yours because the current has bought it. Yes, the government promised that you may return but did he say that you can own the house? No. Period. Now back to reality. God promised the Jews that they may return to the 'Promised Land' but did he mention the Jews can own it? No. Period. Because God almighty is very smart. He knows for sure that there will be people who will settle in that vacant land and settle in the Palestinians did. They called it their land because they occupied it after you were ousted. Thus, that land belongs to the Palestinians. You came back and the Palestinians welcomed you because they treat you like brothers. Now you murder the Palestinians? Is this an act of revenge to avenge the victims of the holocaust to show the world that the Jews is the best?

This conflict will never get resolved unless the Jews return what belongs to the Palestinians. If you don't, the war will get bloodier. Even the Orthodox Jews in West Bank oppose the actions and movements of the state of Israel. You Jews have long enough humiliated, tortured and murdered Christians and Muslims in Palestine. We will never bow to you! God will give us the strength to uphold justice and the truth will prevail. Insha-allah. You tricked and confused the Arabs and managed to disunite them but you Jews will never ever be able to do the same things to us Asian Muslims.

Yours truly,
Ahmad Fathi
+65 91465080 (call me if you dare)
Singapore
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P.S..Do not get me wrong. I'm not a racist. If i am a racist, i wouldn't have a Catholic girlfriend from Indonesia. Not all Jews are evil but there are some who misuse their power. Same goes to the Muslims. Only a small minority of Muslims are evil and they are the true terrorist that belong to hell. I urge the terrorists that if you are seeking true jihad, West Bank and Gaza strip are the true Jihad. Go there if you are brave. Do not kill innocent people any where else. It is haram. You should know better. In this torrid time, i urge my fellow Muslim brothers and sisters do what ever it takes to aid our suffering Palestinians brothers and sisters (both Muslims and Christians). God will ask you in the hereafter what were you doing when there are those suffering. If you aren't able to help, that's fair. Those who are able to help but refuse to help shall be punished by God in the hereafter.

M I S S I O N : P A L E S T I N I A N F R E E D O M
(God Are With Those Who Are Brave & Courageous In The Name Of Truth)

I wish to go to Gaza and West Bank to help the weak, the oppressed, the poor, the powerless, the old and the helpless ...

Back Again

2008-11-12T12:00:00.001+08:00

It was just a misunderstanding. I didn't know i was so foolish. She was very understanding and i appreciate it. I apologised and she too apologised. I'm glad we're back together. I promise never to leave her again. I just can't live without her.

Change We Need. Singaporeans Are Ready.

2008-11-08T00:02:00.004+08:00

We separated. Our own ways this time around. I am disappointed with her. She loves drinking. I do not understand people who loves to drink. I care about her but she do not even care for her own health. I went to Jakarta hoping to meet her but she got too drunk and did not even turn up. Only God knows how i felt that night. She called the next day and apologised and i pardoned her. We met up eventually. But i still do love her. In Singapore, we agreed to call each other at night (usually every Friday) but she would get drunk instead. Didn't answer my call because she was afraid that i would know that she was drunk. I knew she was drunk. She apologised and i pardoned her again. History repeated itself thrice. The decision to split up i made is the best for the both of us. Neither party will suffer this way. Hope she changes for the better. No matter what, i still love her. If only our paths meet again someday.. I am missing her already.

Been working with AETOS again. Low pay but i don't mind. Quit university already. I have no faith left in Singapore's education system. Fucked up system devised by nerds from PAP. We are actually victims of our own success. Stupid! I want to set-up my own company. Self-employed. So university education is not practical. Anyway, i feel so cheated by UniSIM. Money-mongering university. I will take up either international diploma in business by Cambridge University or Business Set-up Course by It's The End (ITE). Wakaka. Two business projects of mine. Open a mini cafe selling authentic and rare food (including Satay Padang and Madura) to collect enough capital for my mega project that is a-secret-that-i-won't-reveal-to-you. Going to Batam in December or November to learn how to cook Satay Padang and Madura. I have been searching for a good spot to sell satay and i find Arab Street, particularly Baghdad Street near Kampung Glam Cafe, to be the best. Hope some thing works out if not i'm doomed. Oh i love challenges!

Weight lifting training is interesting. Started training with one of Singapore's Weight Lifting coaches at Yio Chu Kang gym. So far so good. Been pumping iron since last week. My weight dropped from 89kg to 84kg. Bravo! My target for snatch is 185kg and for Clean & Jerk is 205kg. Main target: Olympic Gold Medal. Bisa donk! Insha-allah.

My Wish List
> Become a better Muslim
> Be able to read, understand and memorise the Holy Quran
> master Arabic Language
> To meet Veronica Jeanieta Raturosari again
> Olympic Gold Medal
> S$1,000,000
> Learn and master the guitar
> Compose my own songs
> Successful satay business
> mega project.. Mission: Mortal Kombat
> Harley Davidson's Cross Bones
> Honda XR400
> Class 2A Riding License
> Class 2B Riding License
> Class 3 Driving License
> Class 4 Driving License
> Class 5 Driving License
> Ford Mustang GT Cobra
> A pretty, nice, loyal and faithful wife
> 5 children
> Become the President of the Republic of Singapore
> Canon's professional digital camera
> A big and beautiful house in Puncak, Bogor
> A property in Jakarta
> A nice villa by the beach in Singapore
> Go to Heaven
> Any good mp3 or mp4 player that has a speaker
> To see PAP crumble when i am alive
> Quit smoking
> Master Boyanese Language
> Master French Language
> Master Latin
> A degree just to show those mother fuckers what's the big deal about degree
> Eradicate corruption (both obvious and subtle form of corruptions) in Singapore
> Build the most beautiful mosque in the world in Singapore
> Perform the hajj
> See Israel disappear from the world map
> World Peace
> giving free education to unfortunate children in Singapore
> privatise Temasek Holdings
> build a bridge linking Singapore and Batam (ah peks and pak ciks confirm fucking happy)
> meet Aullia Citra Binangkhit

Well, live life to the fullest and live life the way you want it to be in order to die peacefully.

Oh by the way, change is inevitable and possible in Singapore. Look at America. Obama: First black president of US. Look at Malaysia. Anwar: will take over and revamp "the system" corrupted by the BN-led government. Nothing is impossible. And who ever says that Singaporeans are not ready? Open your eyes. You do not need a leader to be a scholar or a degree holder. All you need is a competent leader who knows what heart landers feel. He must be able to lead a group full of policy and decision makers. I'm sure you do not want your country to be ruled by nerdy scholars..wakaka..if you let a truthful and competent man lead a country, he will lead it faithfully..but if you let a too smart man lead a country, he will outsmart you..don't tell me i didn't warn you..i wonder what is the next song after 'My Hum'..

Always There

2008-09-11T06:22:00.002+08:00

Always There

When the world seems bleak
And my life is falling apart
When I almost give all up
I listen to my heart.

I listen to its beats
In them I hear your name
Every sound is encouragement
Even though they are the same.

Some times I feel like crying
And I too pondered about quitting
But the thought of you
Keeps my spirit fighting.

Every supplication
Every day
I whispered to Him
To show me the way.

In this lonely time
And on rocky bay
He gives me the strength
And you make my day.

I thank Him for everything
Without him I am nothing
I thank you for being there
Every time I am in despair.

Created by: Ahmad Fathi
Date: 11th September 2008

Throwing My Degree

2008-09-05T17:04:00.002+08:00

I've finally made up my mind. I am going to discontinue my degree classes at UniSIM. I have consulted quite a few of my former colleagues and friends and have only made my decision after weighing both the pros and cons as well as doing some risk assessments. My final decision: quit while i can. Wakaka. I am sick and tired of listening to people already. I went to college because of my mom. I went to university because of both my parents and interest. Thus, from this day on, i will do what i love. Do not get me wrong as i really have interest in pursuing a degree but i found out that degree is too long of a wait, very expensive and most of the contents are crap. Let me elaborate more on the contents. Firstly, i want to set up a business of my own. Thus, as you would guess it, i would require basic and sound business knowledge. Yes, they are being offered at universities but so too are crappy modules that intend to eat your money up. Why am i wasting three to four years of my life studying for something that is too long to get, too expensive and full of crap modules and subjects that has nothing to do with setting up a business firm. Oh well, the educated ones will argue that university education structure is such that they guide you on how to be a 'complete' player. Why do not they admit that they need such degree certificates because this fucking nation is a certificate chasing country? Their notion: only those with at least a degree certificate can survive comfortably in Singapore. Yadda yadda yadda. I will prove that notion wrong one day, insha-allah. I feel so sorry for Singapore's education system. We are actually victims of our own success and the sad thing is, neither do we see it coming nor have we done any thing to rectify it. This education system is only catered to the sons and daughters of the elites because there is no such thing as level playing field in Singapore. Once you are poor, that is it for you. C'mon, if you guys do not believe me, do a survey on our education system, top schools, lousy schools, who have gotten the President's Scholarship so far and etc. I am smirking at the moment. Wakaka. So much for meritocracy and democracy. Hmmph. Anyway, lets deviate a little bit. So far for my 1st semester at UniSIM, ever thing is fine. I scored well for my first quiz, group based assignment and Effective Communication's (which is a replica of General Paper which i took in college) assignment. Then why quit? Stress? No time to study? Ok, let me be frank here. It is not stressful at all. My friend once told me that it is really difficult to fail in university and it is really true. GCE 'A' Level was hell but university is heaven and this is true. Then why do you still want to quit Fathi? I have my principles and beliefs that i have to adhere to and i will not change my stand and beliefs even a bit. Then what is your next plan Fathi? I have done some readings and found out that some private institutions do offer good packages for diplomas especially MDIS and Jamiyah Business School (JBS). However, i fancy the diploma course being offered by JBS. The course is straight forward, no frills, no crap modules, inexpensive and its duration is very short (10-12 months). After school, most probably i will be working first to earn some money for my business capital. Finally, all out attack on business. My main project: the Lion's Lair. You guys will soon find out. Discarding degree is really difficult and the decisions that i have made is not easy. People usually do not make the right decisions. But what the hell?! What is a right for one may be a wrong for others. This is my suggestion: live life the way you want it and do what you are passionate in. By doing so, at the end of the day, you will die smirking and having the final giggle. At least you can tell yourself i died not in a stressful manner and i enjoyed my life. Wakaka. What ever it is, i will not turn around and regret later. This is my final decision.

Live Life To The Fullest

2008-09-04T06:18:00.002+08:00

Live Life To The Fullest

Life is not all about success
But how you use failure to succeed.
Life is not totally about winning
But how you fight back after losing.
Life is meaningless
But you have to define it.
Life is colourless
But you have to paint it.
Life is not always about being loved
But about loving.
Life is never an accident
But a gift from God.

Created by:
Ahmad 'King Crippler' Fathi
4th September 2008

Disarray

2008-08-20T21:09:00.003+08:00

I really don't know what to do already. My life is in a mess. Firstly, i am in a dire financial situation. Lastly, my studies are going no where. I feel like calling it a quit. I want to work first and be financially stable and then resume study again next year at UniSIM but as full time student. Life's so fucked up for me. Some times i feel like breaking down but my spirit tells me to hang on. I have just quit my part time job just now as a field surveyor. I seriously can not work with supervisors who are hypocrites and unprofessional. I feel like migrating too. Life here is not conducive for living especially if you want to live a comfortable life. In addition to that, it is expensive and not suitable to start a family here. I am not a quitter but some times in life, you have to make decision. If the situation is not in your favour, follow the prophet's advice. He encourages you to migrate and move on. Fight for your bowl of rice else where. There's nothing wrong with it. He even encourage us to do business. God bless him forever. I miss Jeanie so much but what can i do? She is so far away. I called her the other day during lunch time and she was so happy to hear my voice. She said that her mom questioned her why i have not been calling her and she answered by saying that maybe i am busy at the moment. Oh boy. I must get her mom's blessing first and also my mom's. Haha. Veronica Jeanieta Raturosari. That name keeps reverberating in my mind. Oh boy, i am so hopeless when in love. Wakaka! Anyway, Cik Slemat called me just now persuading me to play rugby again and join the current Police Rugby squad for the upcoming league in September. I told him that i am in no shape to play rugby again but he insisted and he said he will push me for my fitness. What can i do? I have to repay his kindness after what he had done for me all these while. I will be starting training next week. All for you Cik Slemat. Hell, the league will be in fasting month. Oh boy! Today marks my 1 year after passing my 2B traffic police test and i can discard the P-plate. Hehe. Thinking of taking up 2A but not at the moment due to the financial crisis. I have already four bike in mind. Honda XR400, Suzuki DRZ400, Honda Fireblade and Royal Enfield Bullet Machismo. Wohoho. I will most probably get Honda XR400 as a utility bike and i love scrambler. Oh well, i will be going to UniSIM tomorrow for deferment and i hope they allow such move but i need to discuss with my dad first and that is the hardest part. How can you expect your son to be close to you when you 'iron fist-ed' him when he was small. Of course the respect for him is there but so too is the trauma. Haha. But i must thank him too for being tough and strict with me because if it wasn't for him, i might be soft today. Aight..gotta go..

Happy Belated National Day Singapore

2008-08-10T20:13:00.004+08:00

I am really fed up with the current situation in Singapore.

Firstly, we can see that some 'fishy' and 'funny' activities are happening in the government but no body can do any thing about it. I am really saddened with this fact. Why hasn't the CPIB move in to probe and scrutinise the government and the Lee Empire? Of course, CPIB was created by LKY himself.

Another example is the creation of the Minister Mentor (MM) post. If you are being selected to be Singapore's Prime Minister (PM), it means that you are the most capable and eligible person to lead the country but what perplexes me is that the PM himself is not confident to lead us and this can be seen when he created the Minister Mentor post for his father. Why do you still need a mentor to monitor and guide you when you are already the PM? Isn't Senior Prime Minister (SPM) enough to be a mentor to the PM? Even great countries like the United States of America, England, India, bla, bla bla do not have the post MM in their government.

The Lee Empire is actually afraid of the minorities because if you have a large group of minorities, it can swing votes in the General Election (GE). That is why they are so concerned about the birth rate of the Chinese. If you compare each race’s birth rate, the Chinese population has the lowest birth rate and this bedevils the Empire. How are they going to win GEs if they do not have a large base of Chinese Singaporean supporters? LKY and LHL think that the Chinese people usually vote for people of their own race and this is only true decades ago. This is human tendency. We usually prefer or favour people from our own race or ethnicity. However, people are more educated nowadays especially the X and Y generations who are inculcated with Western values. We tend to be more pragmatic, democratic and we advocate human rights.

Don't you worry about the supposed 'declining birth rate, graying population, ageing workforce or what ever you call it’ because the government has devised policies called 'The Foreign Talent Policy' and 'Fuck More to Make More Babies and Get More Money'. The first policy aims at boosting and strengthening the ageing workforce and improving the quality of our workforce. Bring in foreign talents and you will get results, and so they thought. The second policy, I can't remember the actual name of that policy (sorry!!), aims at combating the declining birth rate of Singapore and indirectly contributing to the quest of combating ageing workforce and bla bla bla.

From my stand, I believe the government are actually bringing in foreigners, especially those from China, to upset the population here (they are actually boosting the Chinese population in Singapore) in order to gain votes for the GE. My question is simple. If you deny trying to boost the Chinese population here, why import most foreign talents from China? They are cheap? Then why not import foreign talents from third world countries like Ethiopia (who are actually cheaper) or foreign talents from our neighbouring countries (who are equally educated and highly skilled as the Chinese from China but still way cheaper)? Why don’t hire Indonesians, Bruneians and Malaysians? Because most of these people are Malays? Well, they will say that Chinese foreign talents are better educated and highly skilled as compared to others. Ok, highly educated in what? Communist study? The government actually has faith in China’s (who is a communist country) education system. So you guys actually need cheap educated and highly skilled foreign talents to become taxi drivers, bus drivers, waiters and waitresses, construction workers etc. Did you correctly apply the Ability-job Fit theory that you learn in Organisational Behaviour? If you do not believe me, take a look for yourselves. So many PRCs in Singapore becoming coffee shop helpers, taxi drivers and etc.

In papers, this policy is supposed to boost the declining population in Singapore but personally I think they have some other sinister motives. Their motive is basically to boost the Chinese population here for votes. I have heard some of my Chinese friends who are actually fed up with the ‘Foreign Talent’ policy. Singaporeans are actually losing out in terms of jobs. In this case, it is the financially poor and lower middle class Singaporeans who are actually suffering because they have to compete with so many Chinese from China for the lowly skilled and moderately skilled jobs. Obviously the educated foreign talents have hard times finding good jobs here in Singapore because of their ‘Engrish’.

Over 1 million people are actually foreigners in Singapore. 1,000,000 (foreigners) x S$1 = S$ 1,000,000. Imagine each foreigners forking out S$1 every month to be sent to their families, friends, parents, vixens, concubines etc back in their homeland. Singapore could potentially lose S$1m every month but hey, that figure is just an estimate sum. I am pretty sure most foreigners send back home more than S$1 per month. How much Singapore currency are we losing per month? This is vey detrimental to Singapore’s economy and foreign exchange. Oh yeah, I have not include pak ciks and ah peks who send their CPF money to Batam (wakakakikikuku).

The government likes to sue people who defame them or make wild allegations without proofs.

“ SINGAPORE -- The Singapore opposition would ruin the wealthy city-state's achievements in five years if they ever gained power, the country's founding father Lee Kuan Yew said.
Lee, 84, warned Singapore voters against putting the opposition at the helm of government "in a moment of fickleness or just sheer madness" when they get "bored" at some point in the future.
Should this happen, "I think all bets are off because in five years they (opposition) can ruin this place," he told delegates at an international forum late Wednesday. ”

Excerpt taken from the China Post, Friday, June 27, 2008, http://www.chinapost.com.tw/asia/singapore/2008/06/27/162897/Opposition-party.htm

So what is he trying to say from the excerpt? He is actually defaming the opposition parties stating that they are incompetent in leading Singapore. Does the old man have any proof to back his statement? No. Obviously not because he have no idea of the oppositions’ potential. So, technically the opposition party can sue him. Errr, I think they can but I do not know whether they can win. Haha. LKY is invincible.

If the next sources are true, then LKY is a racist. I do not know whether it is true but as far as I am concern, I am a neutral party because I do not know the credibility of such video clips and further more, I have no proof that he made that speech.

Oh, low-rev engine eh. Sekarang orang dah pakai turbo charge ah sial. Ok, kau nak main racist eh. Macam gini mat-mat Melayu kena kahwin perempuan cina ah. Makin banyak orang kacukan, makin susah ah LKY nak kutuk Melayu.

"I started off believing all men were equal. I now know that's the most unlikely thing ever to have been, because millions of years have passed over evolution, people have scattered across the face of this earth, been isolated from each other, developed independently, had different intermixtures between races, peoples, climates, soils... I didn't start off with that knowledge. But by observation, reading, watching, arguing, asking, that is the conclusion I've come to." - Lee Kuan Yew, The Man & His Ideas, 1997

"The Bell curve is a fact of life. The blacks on average score 85 per cent on IQ and it is accurate, nothing to do with culture. The whites score on average 100. Asians score more ... the Bell curve authors put it at least 10 points higher. These are realities that, if you do not accept, will lead to frustration because you will be spending money on wrong assumptions and the results cannot follow." - Lee Kuan Yew, The Man & His Ideas, 1997

"Let us not deceive ourselves: our talent profile is nowhere near that of, say, the Jews or the Japanese in America. The exceptional number of Nobel Prize winners who are Jews is no accident. It is also no accident that a high percentage, sometimes 50%, of faculty members in the top American universities on both the east and west coasts are Jews. And the number of high calibre Japanese academics, professionals, and business executives is out of all proportion to the percentage of Japanese in the total American population." – 1982

"If, for instance, you put in a Malay officer who's very religious and who has family ties in Malaysia in charge of a machine gun unit, that's a very tricky business. We've got to know his background... I'm saying these things because they are real, and if I don't think that, and I think even if today the Prime Minister doesn't think carefully about this, we could have a tragedy." - SM Lee Kuan Yew, Straits Times, September 19, 1999 on Malays in the Singapore Armed Forces
Ahh, finally he admitted that he is racist. He explained why he is a racist. Oh, just say publicly lah that you do not trust the Malays. Aiyoh, so long winded! Those are racist statements. Even if the issues regarding races might be true, you have no right to say it to the public in that manner. It shows that you are racist and you are proud of becoming one.

LKY seems to be violent. He hinted that he likes to fight.
"Supposing Catherine Lim was writing about me and not the prime minister...She would not dare, right? Because my posture, my response has been such that nobody doubts that if you take me on, I will put on knuckle-dusters and catch you in a cul de sac...Anybody who decides to take me on needs to put on knuckle dusters. If you think you can hurt me more than I can hurt you, try. There is no other way you can govern a Chinese society." - SM Lee Kuan Yew, The Man and His Ideas, 1997
Err, is he dumb or what? Knuckle duster are chartered weapons and they are illegal in Singapore.

"If I have to shoot 200,000 students to save China from another 100 years of disorder, so be it." - Minister Mentor Lee Kuan Yew evoking the ghost of Deng Xiaoping whilst endorsing the Tiananmen Square massacre, Straits Times, Aug 17, 2004
Wah kau eh. I am still a student. How? Will he shoot me? Ah well..

"Put it this way. As long as Jeyaretnam [Workers' Party leader] stands for what he stands for -- a thoroughly destructive force -- we will knock him. There are two ways of playing this. One, a you attack the policies; two, you attack the system. Jeyaretnam was attacking the system, he brought the Chief Justice into it. If I want to fix you, do I need the Chief Justice to fix you? Everybody knows that in my bag I have a hatchet, and a very sharp one. You take me on, I take my hatchet, we meet in the cul-de-sac. That's the way I had to survive in the past. That's the way the communists tackled me. He brought the Chief Justice into the political arena." - SM Lee Kuan Yew, The Man & His Ideas, 1997

Want to fight again? Tak padan tua. Why would you fight with a hatchet which is not readily and easily available in Singapore? Why don’t you just fight with bare fists or a Tiger Beer bottle? Senangkan?!
And lastly, he’s a hypocrite too.

"When I call a man openly, you're a liar, you're dishonest, and you do not dare to sue me, there's something basically wrong. And I will repeat it anywhere and you can't go and say, oh, I have apologised; let's move on. Can you commit a dishonourable -- maybe even one which is against the law -- an illegal act and say, let's move on because I've apologised? You may move on but you're going to move on out of politics in time." -- MM Lee Kuan Yew on James Gomez, Channelnewsasia, May 2006

Remember Mas Selamat incident? Wong Kang Seng just apologised and he moved on didn’t he? Haha. He’s still in-charge of MHA.
"Low salaries will draw in the hypocrites who sweet talk their way into power in the name of public service, but once in charge will show their true colour, and ruin the country." - 2007, on Minister's Pay

Haha. It should be this way,” High salaries will also draw in the hypocrites who sweet talk their way into power ni the name of public service…”
I know that most of his quotes are analogies but his choice of words and situation discomfort me. He seems to have a violent tendency. Fight here and fight there.

So you voters out there, you know what to do now. Do not waste you suffrage. Vote wisely in the next GE. Look at Malaysia. They are in a phase of a change and it is in the positive light. A change is possible and our country needs a fresh make-over, a change to be precise. Whoever says people in the PAP are the cream of the crop? Nonsense. They are arrogant. Ofcourse there are others out there that are better than them. Do not believe what is not proven.

"Please do not assume that you can change governments. Young people don't understand this" -- MM Lee Kuan Yew on the results of the 2006 election

Yeah like real. Damn arrogant. Wakaka.

Wait, Hope and Pray

2008-08-10T00:22:00.004+08:00

Wait, Hope and Pray

There is a rainbow in the sky
In it pristine beauty i see
Amidst it birds fly high
Above the majestic blue sea.

The colours come after the rain
Accompanied by the glory light
Watching it alleviates the pain
Which i have to fight inside

The pain of missing you
Is so much to take
But i have to endure it
Just for your sake.

Those beauties never forever there
They come and soon disappear
I wish you were with me here
Watching them without any fear.

If they decide not to reappear
Forever gone out of sight
At least i know i have you here
Forever, day or night.

For now i can only say,
Wait, hope and pray
That God grants us the day
We finally meet and stay.

Created by Ahmad Fathi on 10th August 2008, 0050hr.
Dedicated to VJR.

God, Please Bless My Life..

2008-07-31T21:39:00.006+08:00

I know i have been naughty but i am trying to improve but life's just so difficult for me. I am trying to hold on but deep inside, i feel like cracking. First term of university had just started but i am already feeling the stress. Now i know it is awfully difficult to handle both work and academics at the same time. I am working part-time at the moment at Science Center as an Exhibition Guide but i really do not see a point in working. Firstly, i am all taxed up with work and really have no time to mug. This job is really shit as i have to work from 9am to 6.30pm and the pay is mediocre. It is really tiring to mug after work because it is so lethargic. And my self-discipline is so lousy. If i know i will be in this shit, you would ask why then work? Hell, i have to pay my bills: outstanding hand phone bills (S$93), outstanding motorbike installment payments (2 months worth of S$280), renewal of motorbike insurance (S$450) and the bedeviling fines (S$50 for illegal parking and S$200 for littering). Do you think i have a choice? I need to work to pay for all those fucking debts. In addition to that, i need S$60 per month for bike petrol, S$30 per month for bike servicing, S$50 per month for hand phone bills, S$140 per month for bike installment payment and S$60 per month for fags. I am really in dire situation and i need help instantly. How i wish i was from a rich family but at least i am proud of my dad because he is trying his best to fork out S$3,000 to pay for my university fee per semester. I am trying my utmost best not to disappoint anyone but it is do damn fucking difficult due to my financial problems. How can i solve it? My classes are at night and i only have to go to campus on Tuesday, Friday and sometimes Saturday. I have planned every thing nicely but out of a sudden, this financial problem popped out. I am so sick. I really do not know what else to do. If i have not gone for the Jakarta trip, i would have some cash to spare and so that was what people told me but i really have no regrets because i met a Special Someone. No regrets at all! In addition to my financial burden, i am so love sick. I miss Jakarta and i miss Special Someone very much. She asked me once how come the person that we love always go away from us. She was hinting about her failed love life and the death of her beloved dad. I told her that when we love someone, sometime we have to let him or her go. By letting him or her go, that's love. You may love that person but if you guys were not meant to be together, then you have to let go. That's also called love. Just be happy for him or her. She is so nice. Very humble. Sweet and pretty. Knows how to pacify and appease you. Always encouraging and motivating you. Most importantly, she always makes me smile. Is this love then? I am sure it is but we are really two worlds apart. She's in Jakarta and i am in Singapore. The only time that i will have the opportunity to speak to her on the phone is if i pass by East Coast Park. Amazingly, you can get Indonesian phone network coverages over there. Sometimes i make myself free by going there on Friday night or Sunday just to chat with her. Another problem is that she's a Roman Catholic. I do not know where our relationship will lead to but i am just hoping and praying for the best. I always mention her in my supplication. God, if something was not meant to be, why then did you cross my path with hers? I wonder..Maybe you have your reasons. You know best..I feel like crying when i look at the problem i am facing with now: financial burden, academics and love. I seriously need help. Endure Fathi. You can make it through..

* only Veronica Jeanieta Raturosari calls me Fathi in the sweetest way..*melts*

*missing you dearly..life's a hell w/o you..i'll be there soon..

Look Who's Back

2008-05-17T12:16:00.002+08:00

What the fuck? I have finally gotten back my internet connection. I'm back!! This time around, i'll be more critical and my blog will be more juicy. I will not spare PAP. Aight!!

Divine Message?

2007-08-19T18:26:00.000+08:00

I was waiting for the bus 960 near Bugis Junction just now when i decided to have a quick puff. Just as i was about to light my fag, a Sikh guy advanced towards me. I took my first puff whilst listening to his speech. He greeted me with a smile and then he asked me a very sensitive question. He asked,'you haven't been praying right?' I was stunned and didn't know what to say. I told him that i do miss some of my prayers. He then asked,'you've been forgetting god?' I said yes, at times. I know i haven't been a good Muslim who performs his 5 prayers a day but hey, i try to minimise on skipping my prayers. The Sikh guy was dressed in his Sunday best. He have a chiseled face and he looks smart. He introduced himself after asking me those two questions. I can't remember his name but he did mention that he is from India. I can't help looking at his gold necklace. There's a word 'Joti' on his necklace. That Sikh guy told me that i have an actor-kind-of look and my build is big and muscular. He even mentioned to me that i will be promoted soon and that i will fall in love with a girl who i truly like. I was like 'what-the-fuck'. Haha. I just listened to him until he decided to move on. Before he took his leave, he offered a hand shake and willingly i shook his hand. He told me to never forget to pray. Finally we said our good byes. Hmmm..could be intoxicated? Haha. But who gets drunk in the afternoon and worst still at Bugis Junction? I just smiled to myself. Could he be someone God send to send me a message? I don't know but i believe it might be true. Whatever it is, i will strive to be a better Muslim and a better human being. Hmm..how i wish the part about me falling in love could come true. Muahaha. God knows best.

In Memory Of Chris Benoit (1967-2007)

2007-06-26T21:20:00.000+08:00

Christopher Michael Benoit

I was in a state of shock when the newscaster from Suria announced that Chris Benoit a.k.a The Crippler was found dead in his home. Benoit was found dead in his home in Fayetteville, Georgia, along with his wife, Nancy Daus, and his 7-year old son, Daniel on 25th June 2007. According to the Fayette County, Ga. Sheriff's Office, the deaths of Chris Benoit, his wife Nancy and their son Daniel Monday were the result of a double murder-suicide from within the home. I still can not believe it. My gosh! My do most good people have to die early? Why can't scums of this Earth die first? This is unfair but hey, who says life is fair? I've lost two Chris-es already; Christopher Michael Benoit and Christopher Tulsidas. Sigh. I got my nickname from Chris himself. CRIPPLER. I first had a glimpse of Benoit during one of the episodes in Raw Is War. The 4 Radicals, Chris Benoit, Dean Malenko, Perry Saturn and Eddie Guererro, invaded Raw and that was the first time i witnessed the Crippler Crossface, one of Benoit's finishing moves, and instantly fell in love with it and Benoit. Love at first sight i guess. Well, i seriously think it is not fair for good people to go first. Scums deserve to die earlier. Yeah you scum! You know who you are. However, God knows best. He does. Because of Benoit, i'm Crippler. I'm King Crippler. We will be missing him and his family dearly. All the best my idol and God bless you!

Christopher Michael Benoit

Ring name(s)
- Chris Benoit
- Pegasus Kid
- Wild Pegasus

Billed height: 5 ft. 11 in. (180 cm)
Billed weight: 234 lb. (106 kg)
Born: May 21st, 1967, Montreal, Quebec, Canada
Died: June 25, 2007 (aged 40), Fayetteville, Georgia[1]
Billed from: Edmonton, Alberta, Atlanta, Georgia
Trained by: Stu Hart, New Japan Dojo
Debut: November 22, 1985

Here's a video tribute to Chris Benoit...

Are You A Singaporean?

2007-06-06T09:21:00.000+08:00

Top 10 Items To Own That Makes You A Singaporean

10) An audio file of Mai Hum by Lee Hsien Loong (orchestrated by Mr Brown)
One of our own production. Since the government preaches creativity, then we should all be creative. We should be proud of Mr Brown. Mee siam with cockles anyone?

9) BCG Injection Scar
Should Malaysia or Indonesia want to annihilate Singaporeans, it will be an easy job for them. Kill those with BCG injection scar on their left arm. Hmm, if you see some weirdos in other countries, roll up their left sleeves to double-check whether they are Singaporeans.

8) E.R.P Gadget (inclusive of cash card)
This is our so called key to the Heaven's door. Without this, your vehicle can go no where. We we past the gantry, the gadget will *beep*. We pay tons of money on this shit and yet the number of cars in Singapore still increases and so too does the traffic jam. *Beep* you! What a policy!

7) A Cell Phone / Handphone
Even primary school students are owning a set of their own. Soon, with the greying population gone, every one in Singapore will know how to use a handphone and most importantly, every one of us will own one set each in the future. The next thing you know, Singapore will have our own local handphone manufacturer.

6) A Certificate From NUS
This is a must have paper as NUS is deemed to be the best in Asia and one of the finest in the world. With it, you can go any where and soar to greater heights and so you think! Even with this paper, not all can enter Mecca and North Korea. So what did i tell you about complacency?

5) 21 years of age
If you are not 21, then you are not yet a Singaporean. You see, at the age of 18, you will be given a rifle or pistol during NS, a weapon that can change your life as well as the lives of those around you. Holding a weapon is not a game, it is about life and death situation. However, even though you are allowed to hold a weapon at that age, you are still deprived of suffrage. Up till now, i still do not understand why we can't vote at 18. If we are deemed not mature and responsible enough to vote at the age of 18, why then are we allowed to hold weapons?

4) HDB flat
This is a basic necessity. This provides us shelter from falling tree branches.

3) Cash (includes credit)
Without cash, you cannot accomplish your obligations like shopping, playing lottery and most importantly, pay fines and taxes.

2) A Car
This is a must have item. It doesn't matter if you can't afford it. It is compulsory to get one. You can always pay instalment. Maintainance and petrol fees can be taken from your meal allowance. It doesn't matter if your children do not eat because as long as you have a car, every thing will be fine.

1) A Pink I/C
This item is our prized posession. Without it, you can call youself a slave. So you think slavery has been abolished? Think again! O.R.D oh!

Top 10 Ways To Spot Singaporean(s)

10) If you see him pushing his girl friend down the train track
- He must be a Singaporean scholar; high in IQ but low in EQ. Let us not be too cocky. It's okay to be humble at times. Haha. I pity them. A victim of their own success.

9) Speaking a strange language
- If you are talking with someone who claims that he or she speaks English but you do not understand them at all, most probably he or she is a Singaporean. Singapore's Integrated Resorts (IR) will close down after 2 years of operation because they will make a heavy loss in gaming. Dealers will ask the foreign visitors,'dew or no dew?' I bet even Borat don't understand that.

8) If you see someone wearing a kebaya in European countries
- She must be a Singaporean air stewardess. But not practical bitch! It's so cold in most European countries.

7) If you see someone driving a luxurious car, according to Malaysian standards, into Malaysia
- A Honda Civic or Toyota Camry is considered a luxury car. On the other hand, a Subaru WRX or Mitsubishi Evo Lancer is considered a white elephant. Drive at your own risk.

6) If someone tilts one's car side-way whilst pumping petrol in one of Johor Bahru's petrol kiosk
- Never ask how many dollars the petrol cost. This shows you are arrogant. It's Ringgit dude.

5) If someone walks at a break neck speed from point A to point B for no apparent reason especially in Orhard Road
- Time and tide wait for no man they asserted.

4) If you see someone squatting on a toilet bowl seat
- And so they thought the higher your ass is, the more gravitational pull there will be and the easier the shit will be excreted.

3) If you spot him punching a bus driver in the face
- So gentleman. He would do anything for his girl friend. Aww, so sweet!

2) If you spot them in a long queue leading to a free buffet lunch
- Remember the car that they bought? Yeap, they can't afford to pay for their lunch. In addition to that, they are cheap-skates!

1) If someone bargains at a sale
- A money well spent. That's what they say, 'value for money'.

[Disclaimer]
This has nothing to do with the dead or alive. The statements made above are just my notions and i have no intention to offend any one or any thing. Siapa makan lada dia yang rasa pedas! (*translation* Only those who eat chilli will feel the spiciness). Learn to appreciate jokes. You are too tensed up. Chill!

2007-06-05T10:37:00.000+08:00

Haha. Hi! It has been a while isn't it since i last wrote an entry? Well, things have been bad for me recently. I overextended my knee ligament previously and whilst amidst recuperation, i almost broke my ankle. My former college mates formed a team to compete in the NUS Soccer Challenge organised by the Muslim Society of NUS. I couldn't play that well because i was too cautious about my right ankle. I almost snapped my ankle in our final match. I was chasing an opponent from his behind and decided to toe poke the ball away from him but i accidentally stepped on his trailing left leg and i landed badly on my left ankle. Imagine 900N of force landing on that ankle. Youch! The only thing i remembered vividly was that i was on the floor clutching my ankle in sheer pain. I was brought out of the court by the two referees from NUS. The president of the NUS Muslim Society came to me and he asked me a rhetorical question. He asked whether i was fine. Like what the hell! I was yelling in pain and he have the cheek to ask me such a question. He knelt down and tried to take my left shoes off by yanking it out. What the fuck?! Haha. He almost amputated my left foot. I went to Tan Tock Seng hospital the next day for a medical check-up and luckily there was not any fracture on my ankle. It's ligament damage. My whole left foot is bloated and you can see shades of blue near the ankle. Blood clot i guess. I am resting good and i hope this injury will be over and done with in the shortest time. Well, i am going to miss this year rugby's league. Damn. Why do i always get injuries at the wrong time? Haha. I think i have to sit out on this year's league. Maybe i am just too lousy in team sports. Maybe i should concentrate on individual sports like martial arts, badminton or etc. Haha. So many injuries but luckily my body can withstand it. I must be extra careful from now on. Oh yeah, i have 5 days MC and i will only return to work this Friday. Haha. But i do not know how to occupy my time. This is what i have been doing; R.I.C.E (Rest, Ice, Compression and Elevation). Haha. Anyway, i am left with 2 months and 29 days to O.R.D. Haha. Yahoo. I hope i can find work as soon as i O.R.D. I have 10 months to work after O.R.D before univeristy semester starts, if only i have a place in a university that is. Haha. I was rejected by NUS, NTU and SMU. My first choice for NUS was Arts and Social Science but still i could not get a place in that faculty. They say it is Dragon Year babies and i tell them bullshit. Any backup plan? Yes there are. I have the final opportunity to re-apply for NUS, NTU and SMU next year. In addition to that, i will also apply for SIM university. If i still do not have a place in any local university, i will apply for Monash University in Malaysia. That is my last resort. I know it is not easy to get into Business Management course in the local universities but that is what i love to do. I do not want to get into a course which i have no interest in and regret later. Some of my friends managed to get into a course in university in which they have no interest in. Okay, you may have a place in NUS or NTU but tell me what you are going to do after you graduate? Will you be doing a job that you love? I do not want to do something which i do not like and i have enough of repeating those mistakes. This time around, i am going to do something which i love. Even if i do not get a place in prestigious universities like NUS, NTU or SMU, i do not mind at all. If SIM can offer me a business management course, then i will accept it without regrets. But one thing is for sure, i'm going to let all those who rejected me eat their fucking words at the end of the day. If you are going to give a reject letter, might as well make it short and sweet. You do not have to elaborate it like as if i am not fully aware of what is happening. They Shunned Me & Forever They'll Regret coz Im Special,Im AHMAD FATHI...

But For How Long?

2007-05-12T20:51:00.000+08:00

Damn! I'm down with an injury again. This time, i twisted my knee real bad. We were having a rugby training on defending, crashing and tackling. Every thing went smooth initially until Asrul tackled this guy and both of them landed on my knee whilst i was getting my way back to the defence line. I am always unlucky with every thing i do and i do not know why. They landed on me and my knee bended backwards in an akward and unnatural position. It could have folded into two if not for me getting it out of their fall. Nevertheless, i still twisted my knee. I think i will be out of training for at least a month. I can not even walk properly in the present moment. How? Haha. Damn. The injury hurts like hell. I think i will go for a medical check up on Monday. I planned to clear my last bike practical this month after my pay day but because of this injury, i think i will have to postpone it. Shit. The worst part of this mishap is not about the bike practical but about not being able to train for the upcoming Rugby Championship that will commence this July. Damn it. Even if i can recuperate in time, i will be in no shape to compete. Firstly, i will be unfit and i am not even conditioned properly yet. I hope this injury is nothing serious. This week has been a slacking week for me. Basically, after i have finished doing my work in the office, i will be glued to my screen surfing the net. I will spend the time reading on interesting things. I realised something interesting. There are so many things in this world that i do not know even though i read a lot. Interesting huh? Haha. I frequent Wikipedia. That site is damn interesting. Other than Wikipedia, i will constantly visit Friendster. Haha. Do not ask me why. Haha. Anyway, ORD is 3 months and 24 days away and it feels like forever. I will have to find work fast after ORD and i have 10 months or so to work before university semester starts, that is if i get a place in a university. Talking about university, i have yet to receive any letters of acceptance or rejection from any universities. What is taking them so long? I got rejected by NTU and NUS last year. Damn. I hope i can get a place soon. Worst comes to worst, i will have to study overseas if my dad is willing to fork out a huge some of money for me. I hope so. Hmm, my new colleague, Imran, told me about his trip to Amsterdam and it sounded interesting. I really want to visit Europe some day but i could not possibly visit all European countries. My aim is to visit Paris, Madrid and Amsterdam. I will do this a month before university semester starts in August 2008. Well, like i said earlier, humans can only plan but it is Him who decides. Yes. I watched Braveheart just now and i was really amazed by William Wallace's courage. Does all Singaporean have courage? Nah, i do not think so. Only a few have have courage. Most of us will leave this country should any pandemic or pandemonium hit us. Just look at the youth now. They are very materialistic, too pampered and weak. I admit i am weak in some aspects too but i do not like to be a coward. Wallace said that people always have this mentality, 'live today and fight another day'. However, he counterd that by saying that yes, we might live today, but what about tomorrow. The problem that we might face will never leave us unless we annihilate it. This is so true. If you hit your enemy with 50% of your strength and retreat after that whilst having in your mind that you need to recuperate to fight for another day, then your enemy will have the opportunity to do the same thing. The lesson behind this is not to be a coward. But what do i see? I still witness a lot of stupid things done by Singaporeans. Do you have to suck up to your boss? Do you have to squat on the sitting toilet bowl? Do you still have to smoke at a bus stop? Do you still have to fight in queues? Do you need to oppress the people by depriving them their freedom of speech? Most importantly, do you have to be a racist in this multi-cultural country during modern epoch? I think our education system is a failure and we are victims of our own success. We see injustice but we do nothing about it. We see failure but we do nothing to rectify it. All we Singaporeans know best it to complain and make a big ruckus. What the fuck? F1 is coming to Singapore but are we ready to accept tourists here? The project on making posters of thousands of Singaporeans smiling just before the World Bank meeting was bullshit. This is just another way how the honchos of our country cover up our stupidity and shortcomings. Do we actually smile upon meeting strangers? Honestly, do we? Hell no. Think about it. We are so advanced in our technology and economy but we are still backwards in our manners, etiquettes and paradigm. How are we going to match Paris, New York, Barcelona and London with our standard? So who do you blame for these failures? Think about it...

"Fight today and you will die.
Retreat today and you will live
But for how long?
In the end all will still be unwell".

- Ahmad Fathi bin Mansor

Attack Of The Karaoke

2007-04-23T19:27:00.000+08:00

Police Rugby team had a friendly match against Singapore Cricket Club (SCC) Rugby Team at Old Police Academy last Saturday. It was a good exposure for the Police Rugby team even though we lost marginally. Basically, the SCC was full of gigantic caucasians. Almost three-quarter of the team consisted of caucasian. However, me managed to hold them back. For the first 15 minutes, the game was even. They were bashing through at us but our fort was magnificient. We tackled them hard. In the final quarter, they ran out of gas and it was our time to take control of the game. From what i see, we were in their half for most of the 4 quarters. Not bad for a local rugby team consisted of youngsters. Eventuall we lost. They scored 4 tries and we managed to get 2. The Caucasians thought they could bully us with their big sizes but they are damn wrong. We may lack in size but we offset our small sizes with superb and hard tackles. Police rugby is known for that. In the end, it is the caucasians who ended the match with so many bruises and red faces. Muahaha. Actually they are not that good. We Asians like to think highly of them. They are actually nothing. Like Cik Amran said,'the caucasians are nothing. If you step on them, the liquid that ooze out is still red and not blue in colour. They are humans just like us. Do not give them too much respect but at the same time do not disrespect them too'. Now i am a stiff neck. When ever i want to look to the right, instead of just moving my head to that direction, i have to move my whole body. Haha. Anyway, my department had our re-treat today at NSRCC which is located near East Coast Park. It was damn fun except for the stupid and boring discussion we had. We have to discuss our work plan for Financial Year 2007. After the discussion period was over, we were given 3 activities to participate in. First, there is golf but only Senior Officers can participate in this activity. Second, there is bowling and lastly, there is karaoke session. I opted for karaoke session and i was joined by my supervisor, AD Policy and 3 aunties who are civilian officers in my department. AD Policy could sing well but it was my supervisor who stole the limelight. To be honest, this is my second karaoke session but this session was the first time i sang. I am a bad singer i tell you. Haha. We sang couple of songs from the 60s, 70s and 80s. AD Policy was surprised with the songs that i chose. I prefer oldies to modern pop songs. I sang 'The Young Ones by Cliff Richard', 'I don't Wanna Miss A Thing by Aerosmith', 'American Pie' and many more old songs. Haha. Miss Loke is not a bad singer. She sang some classic mandarin love songs. Haha. I really admire people who can sing and i am jealous of them too. Dang. Why do i not have a nice voice? Can someone be my voice coach? Well, since i can not sing well, i will leave the singing to the singer. Hmm, maybe i can write songs. Well, the rest is history man! Haha. I failed my last bike practical. This time, i will not blame BBDC. Haha. It was hilarious as to how i failed that practical. I wobbled my way through and i got 42 demerit points. Muahaha. Ok ok. I will pass next time, God-willing! Below are some clips i took from the karaoke session.

I took this clip whilst singing the song, 'I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing' by Aerosmith. My voice sux! Haha. There, i told you i need a voice or vocal coach. Haha.

I love dangdut. I sang this song with ASP Zul. Haha.

When The Pen Moves, Heads Will Roll

2007-04-18T21:13:00.000+08:00

Dang. I am in deep shit. Firstly, my department did not meet the 80 hours training hours target as one of my officers only clocked in 77 hours. Secondly, one of my officer's appeal to be exempted from BSC IPPT return calculation has been rejected. Thus, my department also did not meet the BSC IPPT target of 83.7% passing rate. Our overall BSC will be affected and we will not get an A grade. This means not much money for our department's overseas trip. That is beside the point. The point is my director will reprimand my Assistant Director (AD) and my AD will pass the blame to me. Firstly, i have to admit that i made a mistake for not checking the training hours in TRAISI thorougly. I missed out on the Elementary Bahasa Melayu course attended by one of my officer. However, it is not totally my mistake.One of the co-ordinator called me to inform that one of my officer lack of 3 hours of training hours. The target hours is 80 but she clocked in only 77 hours. However, my department's training hours stated that she had done 109 training hours. The difference is 32 hours and thus, this 32 training hours is the Elementary Bahasa Melayu course. I asked her why is the above-mentioned course not reflected in one of my officer's TRAISI account. Furthermore, that course is an IPAM course and thus it should be keyed in by the course provider. I was told that the course provider is People Development (PD) Department and they had technical trouble keying in the training hours for officers who have attended the above-mentioned course. The training co-ordinator asked me as to why i did not call the course provider but i told her i have tried calling the guy since last year but nobody answered my call. I told her that Edward was in-charge of the course but to my surprise, that training co-ordinator told me that the guy have ORD-ed. This is all crap i tell you. I have triend to call CSC mainline several times but no one answered my call too. I tell you what. Some people really do not know how to skive. Most Singaporeans are damn stupid when comes to skiving at work. It is okay to skive but you must make sure you have completed your urgent tasks first. Anyway, it is also a good desk etiquette to answer phone calls within the fastest timing. Some people really do not know how to skive and yet they always love to 'act busy'. Fuckers!! In the end, i will be the one who will be screwed tomorrow. That is why i said i am in deep shit. Like some great guru would say, that's you ASP Ravi, haha, when the pen moves, heads will roll. My certificate of service (COS) will be affected but hey, i do not give a damn about my COS. I dare spit on my COS infront of my bosses. Here we are working our wits out and yet there are those who only knows how to 'carry balls' or 'boot lick'. These are fuckers too i tell you. If i ever chance upon them after i ORD, i will spit on their faces! Erghh! I am not stressed out by the problem of getting screwed by my director but it is just that it will not be fair for them to blame me. Ok, let's see what will happen tomorrow. Haha. Somehow, i miss chatting and crapping with that someone. Haha. 19 more days before i can chat with her again. I am a man of my words and i am not like my friends who give 'Malay Promises'. Haha. Ok ok, i am damn tired now because i have just finished rugby training. Aight, take care! 19 more days..19... :p

King Crippler: The Next Famous Internet Superstar

2007-04-15T19:39:00.000+08:00

It has been a while since i last submit any entries for my blog. I went to Kuala Lumpur last 2 weeks, 6th April 2007, to have a friendly rugby match with Negeri Sembilan Wanderers at Pulapo (Pusat Latihan Polis) Malaysia. Pulapo is equivalent to Police Academy of Singapore, which is now part of Home Team Academy. We embarked on our journey from Old Police Academy at about eight in the morning and it took us around 8 hours to reach Pulapo. We had only one stop and that was at Yong Peng. It was my first time visiting modern Kuala Lumpur. Haha. From what i know, my last visit of KL before this friendly match was in early 1990s. Hell, i can not even remember when i last visited KL. Haha. Pulapo is a very old academy and i do not understand why the Malaysian government can not afford to upgrade the sorry academy. This is Malaysian politics and i do not wish to dwell into it. Politic is dirty i tell you. When you get a group of Malays together to govern something, things will never go right. History have proven this time and time again. Look at the Temenggong's selfishness when he sold Singapore to the British in 1800s. Look at Mahathir when he accused and wrongly punished Anuar Ibrahim of sodomy. Lastly, look at Indonesia now. I do not wish to elaborate. Being a Malay myself, i do not understand why it has to be this way. Why my race always have to be the one in the front page of a newspaper in a negative way (etc Nonoi murder, drug problems of the Malays..) Why when you go to Orchard and you will witness of a lot of misguided Malay youths. Well, this is some thing for us to ponder. Is there some thing wrong with the Malay leaders here? Is there some thing wrong with the Malay parents here? Well, what is the fucking wrong with us (the Singaporean Malays)? Ok, let's not digress any more. Haha. Like i said, Pulapo is damn old. When we reached Pulapo, we were lead to the field straight away. We quickly changed into our rugby gears and did our warm-up. Then the match started. We played 4 quarters, 20 minutes for each quarter. We played very well in the first quarter and our forwards dictate the pace of the game. We commanded the game very well. 2nd quarter was dominated by the oppositions and their backs dominated in that quarter. They scored a lot through their fly-half. I swear most of their backs are Sevens players. They are damn good as compared to our backs. I played in the 2nd and 3rd quarter and it was damn tiring. I did not contribute much do. There is still much for me to do in my scrummage. I was the weakest link in scrummage. I do not know why i can not anchor my studs into the field to hold on to the scrummage. I still need to work on my leg power. Haha. There was this moment when one of the opponents' back kicked the ball to us and i was the only player there. I picked the ball, ran straight and whilst running, i saw one of the opponent checking me and getting ready to tackle. I went closer to him head on and right at the last moment, i lift my right leg across my body, like as if i was going to change my direction. Now, my right leg is at the right side of the opponent. He committed and rightly after that, i did a 360 degrees spin to my right and managed to go through him. I imitated one of the All Blacks players, Joe Rokochoko. After the spin, i kept running and i saw an opponent coming from my left. I sidestepped and managed to evade his takcle. I saw another opponent from my left again but i can only manage to crash unto him this time around. I drove with the ball for a few metres and quickly deck to the ground thereafter. Haha, i managed to execute the 360 degrees spin twice. Once against SAJC and the other against NS Wanderers. After the match, we packed our stuff, getting ready to head back to Singapore. I thought we would be back in Singapore that night itself at about 11pm or so but we reached here eventually on Saturday morning at around 2am. Haha. I promised someone that i would be the first one to wish her happy birthday but because i reached Singapore at about 2am on Saturday morning, i did not have the chance to be the first to wish her. This is partly because i have no network coverage in Johor. Dang. As promised, i have to refrain from chatting or talking with her for one month. Damn! I have to bite my own fingers now all because of Rugby. Nevertheless, i sent her a sms at 3am. Haha. Recently, there was a debate about the government's pay increment. Lee Hsien Leong said that he will donate his increment to charity and i tell you what, that is all bull-shit. Political stunt. He can survive well in Singapore even without the increment. In addition to that, his wife is the owner of Temasek Holdings. So do not tell us cock and bull story by saying that you would donate that pay increment of yours to the charity. The pay increment is not justifiable. I will tell you why. Firstly, S$10,000 a month is more than enough of a salary to survive well in Singapore. I assure you that you are well-to-do person in Singapore even if you are earning at S$5,000 to S$7,000 a month. So what is the increment for? They say it is the way to ensure that Singapore has top services from people who have high skills and qualifications. This is the way to keep those talented leaders from leaving the government bodies so that they can work at private sectors. I tell you what! If you are not happy with the 'low pay', you can leave the government and there are others who are talented and willingly want serve the country well even at that pay. Secondly, if you are patriotic about serving Singapore, do not make money an issue. Anyway, like i said, S$5,000 to S$7,000 a month is enough. Other than that, they say that the pay increment is to prevent corruption but do not they read history book? Even top earners practice corruption. Look around! This is human tendency. When we get something, we would surely want more. Humans are greedy in nature. This is normal. Just look at the self-proclaimed post; the Minister Mentor. This is my notion: i sincerely think Senior Prime Minister is enough to be a mentor to Prime Minister. Millions of dollars can be injected into the economy if we can divert that pay increment money. I think it is fine if the government wants to increase the pay of MPs, ministers etc but i do not think it is justifiable if they increase it wildly. Look at the percentage increment. It is massive. Too much. Yes, they deserve pay increment because of their devoted services that they rendered for Singapore. However, the pay increment figures are not justifiable. We pay more income tax and other taxes just for them to haphazardly increase their wages in a massive volume? No way! Well, these are just my opinions. Correct me if i am wrong. Well, enough about politics. Didn't i tell you it is dirty? Haha. Anyway, i'm left with 4 months and 22 days to ORD. Yahoo. Haha. I can not wait for ORD. A free man at last. Haha. How's my life then? Nah, nothing much have been happening. My life is so pedestrial. Nothing interesting. I will be on leave tomorrow. Ahh, my bike practical will be tomorrow and it will be my 4th attempt on u-turn. Fucking BBDC! I do not understand why i keep failing. Just two more practicals God! Please please please! Well, you guys have to wait for tomorrow to check whether i've passed my practical on u-turn. Haha. Hmm, Vh1 recently came out with this 'Top 40 Most Famous Internet Superstar' and the people who made it to the list are cool. I admire their creativity. They became famous for their creativity. Kudos! Below is one of the internet superstar who amuses me very much. He can kick Michael Jackson's buttocks any time of the day! Haha. Enjoy the clip! Take care...

Check out his moves. His face expression is damn good. Haha. I shall call him Mamak Jackson.

Check out his fight move too. Even better than Tyson. I shall call him Mamak Tyson.

Check out his another fight move. See how he kicks the big urn. Even better than Carrick. I shall call him Mamak Carrick.

A grown up Lil' Superstar. See, never discount people just because of their imparity. He's all grown up now and making it big in life as a dance instructor.

Quote from KC: Sometimes in life, it's not totally about being loved but more to loving.

Ahmad Fathi - Let Me

2007-04-01T01:01:00.000+08:00

Ahmad Fathi - Let Me

When the road is bumpy
And your path isn’t bright
Let me be your saviour
I will be your light

When you are rock bottom
You thought you’ve lost it all
Just wipe those tears
I’ll be there when you fall

When you skin your knees
While walking down the lane
Don’t be despaired
I’ll kiss away your pain

Don’t you ever give up
When you aren’t winning
There is a saying,
Every dark cloud has a silver lining.

Note: This poem was created by me when i was waiting for my members at a coffee shop. Eventually, my friends didn't turn up. I detest people who are not true to their words. I'm very understanding but to go against your words or make empty promises is no way to treat your friends. Maybe i'm just too nice. Once is fine with me but being cheated many times is too much. Luckily i'm understanding. Nevermind. Maybe God is giving me a test. Any way, yeah, i been writting poems for this past two weeks. My poem writting is a bit pathetic nowadays as compared to my secondary school era. My English language is a bit 'rusty'. Haha.

What I found out: People always fear what they do not understand. However, as time passed by, life has taught us not to fear what we don't understand. Now eat this: never love someone who you don't know at all or that well.Learn about them first! I have made this mistake too many times. I think it is about time that i avoid making this similar mistake again. Every time i get to know a stranger and then get to know her a little better, i will have the tendency to have a strong feelings for her. In the end, it will be a one-way love and i will be the one full of shame and humilation. I know this is wrong and thus, i vow not to repeat this again. Damn!

Let me be your light..I don't know why i am very emotional nowadays..

Frustration

2007-03-26T21:00:00.000+08:00

Do you know what it feels like tasting failure after failure? Do you have any idea what frustration is? I was fuming last week because i failed U-turn for the third fucking times. What do i need to do in order to pass the fucking U-turn? Do i have to dress in a tube for practical lesson in order to pass? Do i have to wear a skirt? Do i have to wear a pair of push-up bras? Do i have to apply Gucci perfume? Fuck dude! BBDC is damn bias. Girls can pass anything easily there. This bike practicals are wasting my time and money. I am left with 2 more practicals and here i am still stuck at practical 7.01, U-turn. 3 fucking times i tell you. Arrghhhh! I hate it when i fail. I do not know what God is up to. I think i have tasted failure too many times. I flopped my PSLE (could not get to BPGH or SJI), O Level (could not get to ACJC or SAJC) and i took A level twice. In addition to that, i was rejected by NUS and NTU last year. I am a loser at the field of love. No luck and love at all. Then, adding insult to injury, i am a mediocre at sports; be it rugby or soccer. Damn! Do you guys have any idea how i feel usually. Bitter! Disappointing! Full of angst! Why? Did i do some thing wrong? Are all those failures retribution for my sins? I seriously do not know. I still believe in God. Maybe things happen for some reasons. God knows best and i trust him. Right now, all i can do is to be patient. Patience is a virtue! But dang, i hate failures. One good thing about me is that i pick myself up and fight back. I love fighting dude! Pffft! Anyway, Financial Year 2006 is closing soon and suddenly i have a mountain of work to do in the office. Haha. I have 2 reports or returns to do and i have this stupid power point slide presentation to do. Damn! You guys will be surprised as to what i usually do in the office. Most of my works are supposed to done by specialists like accountant, data collector, event co-ordinator and human resource officer and yet, I, being a layman without any higher qualification or specialisation, have to do all those above-mentioned tasks. Haha. This is what you call 'legal modern epoch slavery'. Fuck! Office is a bore. However, i kept amusing myself by disturbing my colleague, Si Wei. Haha. He was scolded by AD today for lying.

AD: (calling Si Wei's hp) Where are you?
Si Wei: At the photocopier machine

Few seconds later...

AD: Where's Ahmad?
Si Wei: He's not with me

After smoking, Si Wei and I went down to the office.

AD: Eh, you don't have to lie to me. I was at the photocopier machine and i didn't see you. You were smoking upstairs and yet you told me that you were at the photocopier machine.

Haha. I really want to laugh. In fact, i was laughing my hearts out just now in the office.

Did you guys read last Sunday's The Newpaper? There was this article about a group of old people, small children and some aunties scrambling and fighting for free goods. They are typical Singaporeans. They are rude, stupid, ugly, cheapskate etc. Damn, why would you want to risk your life for free goods? Now that is stupid. Ahh, most Singaporeans are victims of Singapore's own success. Our education system is full of errors. Cleverer we became but our EQ fell and this trend will soon be followed by the next generations. In fact, i have seen the my prophecy. All becoming true and it seems so surreal. Kids nowadays are highly intelligent but their EQ is damn low. Hell, even their manners and moral are declining. Who to blame? Ask yourself. Enough said. Below are some pictures i took last week and i have also attached herein some videos. Haha. Enjoy!

W A R N I N G !
Please do not try anything that you see below at home. Enjoy the clip and leave the pain to my assistant and I. We are trained amatuer.

The Ankle Lock

This move was popularised by Kurt Angle. The higher you bring you opponent's ankle up, the more pain he will feel.
PAIN FACTOR: 6.5/10

Figure-4 Leg Lock

This move was popularised by Ric "The Nature Boy" Flair. It is very painful if you have big legs and you are doing unto some one smaller than you. His knee cap will be sunken in.
PAIN FACTOR: 7.5/10

The Triangle Hold

This move was popularised by both The Vader (now known as The Undertaker) and Ken Shamrock (the most dangerous man). Notice that i bring down the opponent with Aikido's wrist lock. To maximise pain, grip your non-choking leg as tight as possible. This hold can be mixed with another submission hold stimultaneously. An arm bar will go well with the triangle hold.
PAIN FACTOR: 9.5/10

Dr Pepper. I have heard about this soft drink before but just now was my first time touching it. Haha. My boss bought this for me as he knows i am a cola fanatic. According to him, this cola has the most caffeine.

I was just trying Lay Hoon's bag. Sexy or not? Muahaha

Smoking is bad for your health! I have given up on quiting smoking. Too hard! Please help me. :(

This is a picture that i took at Ah Hood's Car Park which is near to NPPK. I was walking to the bus stop when i noticed this tree. I took a picture of it from below but this picture came with a cost. A Chinese aunty stared at me and i bet she thought that i was crazy.

Aight, take care!

FU-turn

2007-03-18T21:28:00.000+08:00

No matter what others might say, I always believe that i am the best there is, there was and there will ever be. Impossible is nothing, as said by Adidas..

When comes to food, i am numero uno. Thus, whoever goes out with me will never part from me on empty stomach..yum yum! This is the mutton soup from Boon Keng market that i talked about. I ordered Mutton Tongue Soup. Rating: 9/10

My designation at SIRD. Haha. At least someone posted a mail to me! Muahaha

I was damn bored at CISCO Shooting Range. Cool or not?

Damn, i am damn pissed today. That BBDC is a real fucker. It is eating people's money! I am damn sure that my U-turn wasn't that bad. I failed again. Fuck! For the next practical, i will make sure i give them a FU-turn. 2 more practicals to TP test I just can't wait. Haha. Anyway, this week has been pretty boring. That Police National Service Department (PNSD) cocked up again. This time around, they did not give my meal allowance. I'm $60 poorer. I am almost broke right now and that BBDC is taking my money away. I am in no mood to write actually right now but i have a lot of things to say. Sigh, just wait for next week. Aight? Till we meet again..

A Red Devil For Life

2007-03-03T15:47:00.000+08:00

Recently, the New Paper published an article regarding supporting a football club. A big commotion occured when a boy, who was formerly a Liverpool supporter, hopped on to Manchester United's (MU) wagon. Similarly, another article came out but this time it was about a former MU supporter who now supports Liverpool. I seriously think that they do not understand what it means by supporting a football club. Supporting a football club is like falling in love. Since love is a gift from God, to discard love away without reasonable explanations is a sin. I have been supporting MU since 1995 and that is 12 years of love. I have been with MU through thick and thin. 1999 was the most memorable year for me as the Red Devils won the treble. MU was plaqued with dry spell of silverware and success from 2002-2006 but i was always there with them. If Islam permits tattoo (but it do not), then i will make sure i slit my wrist and use my blood to make a MU logo on my left chest where the heart is. Haha. Kids nowadays are confused bunch of twirps who knows nothing about loyalty. Should Singapore be attacked by other countries, i am damn sure most people will leave Singapore. Let us not talk about the future because we can even see disloyalty now. E.g My stupid close buddy, Chew Win Bin. Many are leaving Singapore for greener patches of grass. Thus, you kids out there, if you wish to switch sides, please keep your mouth shut. You guys know nuts about loyalty and even football. That's that. Hmm, another issue is the underage pregnancy. Hot issue! Haha. From my point of view, the media hyped this issue. I am sure Singaporeans of the 60s, 70s, 80s, yes, your uncles and aunts, did encounter such problems at their time. Hell, some of them, i shall not mention their names, even told me that they saw all those kissings, fuckings and pattings happening before their eyes. So, why didn't their issue surfaced in the local newspaper? Simple! They did it discreetly and make sure that public did not see their dirty linens. People at that time are good at covering their asses and also cleaning up their dirt holes. In addition to that, the media at that time had no space on their newspapers, as well as time, to report petty stories like 'Kids Kissing At The Void Deck' or 'The Youngest Local Mother Award'. To be frank, we should blame the media for sensationalising such issues. How can they carelessly say that kids nowadays kisses more and practise sex more? Who are they comparing our kids with? Singaporean kids in the 60s or 70s? Somalian kids? Kittens? Fuck! Stop covering such stupid stories because it is better not to dig up people's dirty laundry. Sinful! Stop all these coverage or else our local media will turn into yellow jounalism. Are the local media running out of stories and ideas to put on the newspapers? One example, some resorted to giving away free handphones to callers who call in to report good stories or events. Bullshit! And oh, we do not need the views of Wang Meng Meng, Tay Tze Siong or Brian Miller in the sports section. Who are they to give tips? Did they ever represent Singapore in any football events? Did they play for MU before? If no, scram! Bring in more credible people like Fandi Ahmad, Sundramoorthy etc. I appreciate ESPN for hiring real stars with real experience and deep knowledge to be pundits, tipsters as well as hosts. Shame on our media! Not professional at all. Just look at Berita Harian. They should change their name to Berita Semalaman (Yesterday's News). Sigh. That's that. Haha. The Chinese New Year celebration at Police Headquarter was fantastic. My department organised the event and i was part of it. Organising and preparation were painstaking. Alas, the event went smooth. We invited Northbrooks Primary for Gu Zhen, another primary school for wushu demonstration and some officers who performed some traditional chinese magic show as well as the famous 'Face Changing' magic trick. The food was horrible. I think the food are cheap food. Damn disgusting especially the Popiah. Yucks. Do not spoil Chinese food! I will always love Fishball Noodles (mee kia). Haha. Below are some pictures that i took. Oh, i still can not comprehend this: This guy's girlfriend felt irritated with this girl and thus she told her boyfriend. The boyfriend called the girl to warn her. Failing to comply with his warning, the boyfriend told the girl to meet up with him to settle the problem. Ofcourse the girl would be petrified to meet the guy for settlement talk. After all, she's a girl. Thus, she sent her aunt instead. The guy met the girl's aunt in the end. Haha. When girls fight, never intervene just for the sake of intervening. Anyway, who the hell he think he is to intervene? He is not even the husband! Haha. Ofcourse he is so courageous when it comes to settlement talk with a girl. Some people just talk too much.

Sleeping With A 'White Elephant', My Department's Newly Bought Message Chair

The Message Chair Comes With A Remote Control

Group Photo Of My Department's NS Boys (Chinese New Year Celebration)

Me With Green Hairy Armpit..the green stuff is the pineapple's leaves used as decoration for the CNY Celebration..haha

King Crippler the Rock Superstar (i have always wanted to be a successful rockstar)

the Arabic Coca-cola cans that my boss bought for us after his Dubai trip

The Friend Mushroom Fritters (Cendawan Goreng) that i was talking about..yummy!

Cendawan Goreng (Mushroom Fritters)

2007-02-25T14:26:00.000+08:00

Wow! What a weekend it has been for me. Yesterday, Team Police Rugby went to Johor to have a friendly match with one of the colleges in Johor. That Johor rugby team consists of old boys from the same college. We went there in a convoy of cars and reached Larkin at around 4pm. Cik Slamat wanted to have some food before we headed to the venue of the match. So we stopped at one of the road side restaurant to have some food. Damn, you should never trust Slamat when it comes to food. He treated us to tons of goreng pisang (banana fritters), keledek goreng (sweet potato fritters), cendawan goreng (mushroom fritters) and drinks. When comes to food, the ruggers are numero uno. Give us anything and we will whallop the food. Haha. It was my first time eating mushroom fritters and it was damn delicious. After the 'light lunch', we went to the venue which was just nearby. It was at Institut Pengajian Kebangsaan Johor Bahru (i think so). This institute is equivalent to National Institute of Education in Singapore. All of us wanted to throw up actually because of the 'light lunch'. Once we reached the venue, we changed into our jersies and straight away we did our warm-up. To our surprise, the opponents were damn huge but we did not mind. They larger they are, the harder they fall. Muahaha. After warm-up, the game kicked off with the opponents' kick. We played an excellent game. Our forward pack are more organised and better then our opponents'. The score was 41 - 0 (7 tries and 3 out of 7 conversions). We thrased them good but i did not score. So frustrating! I can not believe that i can last the whole game but i suffered a bit because our the 'light lunch'. In all the scrums, i felt like vomitting and every time i burped, it smelt like goreng pisang and mushroom fritters. This is all Cik Slamat's fault. Haha. We played three quarters with each quarters lasting 20minutes. Our first quarter was fantastic as our forward pack controlled the pace of the game. The opponent decided to change the game by bringing in bigger forwards. Basically, their game plan was to use their forward to crash into us. Haha. One good thing about the police ruggers is that most of us a one hell of good tacklers. I did 2 or 3 lift tackles. Haha. They had a penalty and their scrum-half passed the ball to their biggest forward and walla! He came rushing to me. I crouched, aimed his lower torso and legs and then jerked forward to give him a solid lift tackle. Haha. The opponents did not know the law of rugby that much and thus many infringements were made by them. Every time they did not roll away after a tackle, our forward pack will form a ruck and we will at the same time stomp the opponents who were blocking the ball on the floor. One of the opponent received a cut at the back of his ears because of our stomping. Muahaha. Overall, it was a good game. After the game, the opponents invited us over to dinner and so we thought we were going to some restaurant. Haha. One of the driver of the opponent's team lead the Singapore convoy to the 'restaurant' and half way, he stopped at a Petronas petrol kiosk. He told us that he also did not know the what. What the hell?! Haha. Finally we made our way to some housing area and to our surprise, we were going to have our lunch at a chinese family's house. The house is huge and basically, that area is where all the rich chinese malaysians from johor reside. The owner of the house knows the rugby guys from the johor college and when he knew that they will be playing rugby, he invited the both the johor team as well as our team. Can you believe that we had Mee Rebus at night? Haha. We did not even know the owner of the house and yet we are having dinner at his house. Haha. I really wanted to laugh at that moment. After dinner, we sat around talking to the malaysian ruggers about rugby. They are also passionate about rugby but they dislike the malaysian rugby scene and management because they are not doing much to develop rugby in Malaysia. After the chatting session, it was time to go home. On our way back, i realised that i have not purchased Bubble Yum. We did not have the opportunity to go to any shops that sell bubble gum. Thus, when Cik Slamat stopped at the petrol kiosk that is near to the Malaysian custom via the first link, i decided to go to the shop to purchase some bubble yum. When i entered the shop, i asked the cashier whether they sell any chewing gum. Alamak, no bubble yum. They did not sell chewing gum at all. Dang! I went around to search for any road-side shopst that sell Bubble Yum but my search was futile. There were no shops at all. Sad. Damn sad. When we reached Singapore, Cik Slamat wanted to have late night teh tarik at Woodlands. There were six of us, including Cik Slamat, and we were like sardines in Cik Slamat's BMW. Haha. Cik Slamat treated us to Rojak and we were shocked when he came back to our table carrying 2 plates of rojak worth $15 each. He is very generous and crazy when it comes to food. Siao! Most of us wanted to puke because we were damn full. They Cik Slamat told us his life experience. He is damn passionate about rugby. He is the president of Singapore Rugby Referee Association, vice-president of the Singapore Rugby Union (SRU) and he coaches several schools and Jurong Junior College in rugby. I think SRU should change to Slamat Rakisan Union. Haha. Hmm. He had this big rugby project at Johor. Since Johor will be organising Malaysian national day parade, the governance of Johor decided to do several big projects to portray good image of Johor. One of the big project is a sport carnival. One month of sports carnival and there will be 15 sports and one of them is rugby. Rugby will be the last sport to be played and the closing ceremony will be right after the Rugby finals. In-charge of this huge project is the gorvenor of Johor and he is under the sultan of Johor. In another words, the over-all in-charge is the Sultan of Johor. Slamat is the organising member and he is the one in-charge of organising the event. He reports directly to the governor of Johor. Wow, a Singaporean organising a Malaysian project. Damn cool! He told us that he intended to bring in the malaysian rock group of the 80s and 90s, Search, to perform on that day. I was like what-the-hell! My favourite old rock group will be performing on that closing ceremony. Now i really want to go to the event that Cik Slamat will be organising. He also invited Mawi but who wants to see Mawi? Bleargh! He told us that he wanted to invite another artist and he would prefer Siti Nurhaliza. Aidil and I told him not to invite Siti because we prefer Ella to Siti Nurhaliza. I would welcome the idea of bringing Agnes Monica or Diandra Paramitha Sastro Wardoyo. Haha. We hung around at the coffee shop until 2am in the morning. Haha. Now my whole body is aching and both my ankles are swollen. Ouch! Aight, time to rest! Damn, still no Bubble Yum. Errggghhhhhhh!

Yu Sheng Mai Ham (dedicated to Lee Hsien Loong)

2007-02-22T23:37:00.000+08:00

Muahaha. Working in the office is damn boring. Especially if you are being bullied by the Senior Officers. I was doing my work half-way when suddenly this inspector asked a favour from me. She wanted me to do for her a poster that she will be sending to be printed on some panels for exhibition purposes. Can I say no to her request? Now that is a rhetorical question. Pfft! I completed the posters using Microsoft Words at around 6.30pm. I realise something. Women are really fussy and cumbersome. Tehee! Hey, do not get me wrong. I did the inspector's work with sincerity but it is just that i am caught in the middle. The SOs will say that i need to prioritise my works but how can i prioritise them when all are deemed URGENT. I can go mad man! Muahaha. Nah, it is okay because i will ORD soon. Damn. I failed my bike practical 6.01. Well, i did not expect to pass it anyway because it was my first time on the outside road. It was damn scary but i was travelling at 80km/h. At that breakneck speed, it was just adrenaline, the bike, death and I. Haha. I am still weak at Filter Lane and Lane Changing. Have to work hard man to improve on my weaknesses. Eh, did you hear something? Did you? A Phantom is waiting for me..LAME! Haha. Anyway, my Chinese friends out there, can you guys please help me? I am in two minds. I do not know whether to buy a normal Yu Sheng or Yu Sheng with abalones for my department's in-service cum Chinese New Year celebration. Which one do i purchase? Ergghhh! Haha. Oh yeah, the OTO Message Chair that my department ordered has arrived today. That 'magical chair' cost us $2000 ++ and it (the price of the chair) is almost the same as my dad's monthly salary. So this is what the SPF normally do with the Tax Payers' money. Oops, did i leak a secret out? Gosh, my apology. Aiyah, there are a lot of things that the SPF are wasting and one of them is paper. My AD is one of the chief culprits. Dang! Haha. Do not worry because i will be out of yet another government agency. So one last time, a normal Yu Sheng or Yu Sheng with abalones or do you guys prefer Yu Sheng with cockles? Haha. LHL is dumb! Haha.

Wo De Ming Zi Shi Ahmad Fathi

2007-02-20T22:12:00.000+08:00

I really enjoyed the holidays. Marvellous. I did nothing from the 14th February until 16th February. I bummed around at home doing nothing but resting. Haha. On the 17th February, my aunties and cousins organised a chalet session at Down Town East Costa Sand and it was fun. My parents and I reached that place at around 11.30am. Right after we reached there, my uncle and aunt wanted to go fishing at the Pasir Ris beach. I was on two minds. Do i join them or do i stay at the chalet? I decided to join them. I have very little knowledge of fishing but my uncle taught me a lot. I learned how to cast properly and even know how to set the bait on the hook. Quite interesting. We started fishing at around 12 noon and finished our fishing session at around 6pm. We did it under the swealtering heat and my skin got sun-burned. I am still suffering now. Haha. I caught two fishes. Not bad huh for a beginner? After fishing, i went swimming with my cousins, niece and nephew. Haha. Both my niece and nephew were damn cute. The little girl did not want to leave the pool and i have to take care of her after her mom left. She was shivering due to the coldness but she still did not want to leave. Damn cute. After swimming, we went to fill our stomach. My stomach wanted to burst because of all those barbequed food. Wan and I went to the McDonald's to smoke before we went to the toilet to drop bombs. Haha. My uncle and cousins were making a lot of noise about my bike practical and my mom got to know about it. Dang! Haha. I told her the whole story in the car and guess what? She did not prohibit me from taking the bike license. Phew! At last! Haha. Keeping the truth is easy but telling the truth is never easy. But i did not lie! I just did not tell her anything. I feel guilty though! Haha. Sunday was damn boring. Did not do anything. I just rot at home. I did nothing too on Monday and Tuesday. However, i managed to do some reading. I found out that the Malays are descendants of the Chinese. I wanted to do some reading about my own race because a friend of mine once told me that our legendary heroes, Hang Tuah and company, have Chinese lineage. Thus, i did some reading. Below are some excerpts from websites that i read:

Origin of the Malays
The Malays originated in Yunnan, China. They Proto-Malays were also known as Jakun. They were seafaring people. Probably because of their seafaring way of life or trading, they were believed to have lived in coastal Borneo. They then expanded into Sumatra and the Malay Peninsula. A Portuguese historian, Godinho de Eredia, referred to the Malays as Saletes (Orang Selat, or People of the Straits).
The Malays played a major part in the Making of great Malay empires of Malacca and Johor. Present day Malays of the Peninsula and the coasts of the Malay Archipelago are described anthropologically as deutero-Malays. They are descendants of the tribal proto-Malays mixed with modern Indian, Thai, Arab and Chinese blood.

taken from: http://library.thinkquest.org/C001252F/intro/history/origins_of_the_malays.htm

History
The Malay people believed to have originated in Borneo and then expanded outwards into Sumatra then later into the Malay peninsula. These people were descendants of Austronesian-speakers who migrated from the Philippines and originally from Taiwan. The main foundation of this school of thought lies in the fact that the oldest Malay settlements have been discovered in Sumatra and not in the Malay peninsula. This suggests an upward - south to north - migratory route.

taken from:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malays_%28ethnic_group%29

History Of Taiwan
Taiwan's origins: The Proto-Malays, belonging to the South Paleo-Mongoloid racial group, lived on Taiwan 5,000 years ago during the Neolithic Ages and Alluvial Epoch. These aborigines were the forerunners in Taiwan's dawning era. Some of them were mixed with immigrants from southeastern coast of China (the Han people) through intermarriage. Others were driven into the mountain areas. In 1557 Portuguese sailors reached Taiwan and named it "Ilha Formosa" (=beautiful island). During the past 400 years, the history of Taiwan has mainly concerned Taiwan's Han people. But the aborigines of today are an integral part of the Taiwanese Nation.

taken from:
http://www.lsu.edu/student_organizations/tsa/exploretaiwan/history.html

Quite interesting huh? Knowledge is power! Then of all things, channel Suria broadcasted the movie, Gubra, on television. The first sequel, Sepet, was also interesting. Both movies basically tell us that love knows no boundary and love knows no races. The lady is a malay and the guy is a chinese and yet both of them fall in love. Love is universal i tell you. It is really beautiful and ubiquitous. It is a gift from God. The second movie, Gubra, has this caption: The Lamps Might Not Be The Same But The Light Is. Think about that caption. Huh, life is beautiful is tell you.

Below are some pictures i took during my fishing session. Tehee!

My alternative career; Fisherman

My first catch

Eh? What's this carebear doing here? That's me! Hoho!

Aight, take care y'all!

Gong Xi Fa Cai (Happy Chinese New Year)

2007-02-17T15:18:00.000+08:00

I attended rugby training yesterday and it was damn taxing. It has been almost a year since my last training. I was out of breath for the whole session yesterday. We started with few rounds around the field and that posed no problem for me. Then we started with touch rugby. I was panting eventhough i pushed myself. I injured the muscle near to the hamstring and buttocks. I got it when i intercepted a pass from the opponent. I made a dash after Farhan followed me from behind. Haha. I imitated Jason Robinson's style of running but too bad i was not him. I shall just laze around for now to recover. Sigh. After training, Aidil, Cik Slamat and I went to KK's birthday party celebration at the Chevrons. It has been sometimes since we met up with KK, our former rugby captain way back in college. We had our bbq dinner there and chatted with KK until the wee hours. Haha. We shared jokes and laughed like we always do. Below are some of the jokes that we cracked (most jokes are on KK):

Aidil: KK, egg yolk is white or egg yolk are white?
KK: Egg yolk is white lah! (KK is always full of confidence)
Slamat, Aidil and I were laughing like mad.
Me: Haha. KK, egg yolk is yellow

At that instance, i sms-ed Cute Nyonya the same joke and she fell for it. Haha. She barracked me. Haha.

Joke by Slamat (i was the one who told him this joke 3 years ago)
One day, a hat seller was selling his hats beside a tree. Hours later, he felt tired and decided to take a nap. When he woke up, to his dismay, he found out that his hats were missing. He lookep up at the tree and realised that a monkey stole his hats. He came up with a plan. He bought a bunch of bananas and placed them by the tree. He called out for the monkey to return his hats if it wants some bananas. The monkey agreed and threw the hats down but instead of giving the monkey the bananas, the hat seller ate them alone. He tricked the monkey. Few generations later, another hat seller was selling hats when he felt tired and decided to take a nap. When he woke up, his hats were missing and he knew the monkey in the tree took it. He remembered what his grandfather's story of how he tricked another monkey. Thus, this hat seller decided to do what his grandfather did years ago. He bought a bunch of bananas and laid it beside the tree and called out the monkey. He told the monkey he wanted his hats back and he will give the monkey bananas in return. The monkey shouted at the hat seller, 'oit! do you think you are the only one with grandfather?'

Slamat's Joke
One day two jewish nuns were ordered by their authority to paint a room. They agreed and started to paint the room. The room was stuffy and the nuns were sweating profusely.
1st Nun: It's hot in here. I think it is good if we take off our head scarf
2nd Nun: I don't think that would be acceptable. Others might see us.
1st Nun: Don't you worry. If we lock the door, nobody can see us
Thus, they locked the doors and resumed painting after taking off their head scarf.However, it was still hot.
1st Nun: I think it is better if we take off our clothes and be naked.
2nd Nun: No, it is sinful and unacceptable.
1st Nun: Don't you worry because the door is locked
2nd Nun: Ok
The resumed painting but this time in nudity. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
1st Nun: Who is it? What do you want?
Knocker: I'm the blind man and i need to enter the room urgently.
2nd Nun: Don't open the door because we are naked.
1st Nun: Don't you worry because the man is blind. He can't see us.
They both agreed to open the door to let the blind man in. Upon entering the room, the blind man was flabbergasted to see the nuns in such state.
1st Nun: What are you looking at? I thought you are the blind man?
Knocker: Yeah i am the blind man and i am here to install the blinds on this room's windows.
Slamat is always lame! Haha

Slamat's Joke
Slamat:Which country has the most trees?
Me:Dunno
Aidil: Pulau Pinang?
Slamat: No. Think again!
Aidil and I: Dunno
Slamat: Indonesia
Aidil and I: Huh? Why?
Slamat: Pokoknya pak..
Aidil and I: Yak alah! Haha.
In Bahasa Melayu, pokok means tree but in Bahasa Indonesia, pokok means 'most importantly'. Haha.

Then i sms-ed Cute Nyonya again.
Me: If all other animals become fishes, then fishes become what?
Cute Nyonya: How the animals become fish? .dots. Fish lor
Me: No. If all other animals become fishes, then fishes become more.
Haha. I am forever lame!

Well, we had good time at KK's chalet. After that, we headed home. I realised that KK is a unique guy. He is very emotional and a good chap to talk to. At first, when i joined the rugby team, KK do not like me because i like to crack jokes all the time and i would usually instigate others to irritate him. Things changed when Aidil came. He reprimanded me. I still remember that moment at the coffee shop right after training. I became close to Aidil after that. He woke me up. I only became close to KK when i realised that he also resides in Bukit Panjang. When the A Division Rugby championship was just around the corner, KK and I would usually go back home together. We would chat in the bus. From there, we became close. He would tell all his problems to me especially about rugby. I appreciate him. This is what friends are for. Through thick and thin, we went through it together. I am the kind of guys who would not betray friends. We must treasure our friends. All the best KK.

Well well! Tomorrow is Chinese New Year. I would like to wish all my chinese friends and nemesis a Happy Chinese New Year. May God bless you all with blissful life surrounded always by your loved ones in good health. I will be taking up Basic Conversational Mandarin next month. Hehe. If everything goes well, expect me to sing in Mandarin by December. Haha. Aight, once again, Gong Xi Fa Cai!

PDL

2007-02-15T23:01:00.000+08:00

Yes!! I finally received, or should i say earned, a Probational Driving License for motorcycle. I finally passed practical 5.02 during my second try. I failed the first 5.02, with 18 demerit points, on the 14th Feb 2007 and passed it the next day but with some mishaps. For the second practical 5.02, things did not go out smoothly. The instructor told us to go for a trial run right after warm0-up. Every thing went smoothly until i reaced the emergency brake section. I was the first rider and i was damn confident with my emergency brake. When the instructor gave me the signal to proceed, i release the clutch half-way and opened the throttle to get the biting point. The bike inched forward and finally moved off. I open the throttle violently and it accelerated quickly. Then i went on to gear 2 and finally gear 3. I realised i was doing 45km/h and the permitted speed to do emergency brake for class 2B is 30-35km/h. I did not want to slow down because it would disrupt the braking. Thus, i continued to cruise at 45km/h. When i reaced the white line where i was supposed to close throttle, i told myself that i could execute the emergency brake. I closed the throttle wildly and jammed my front brake hard. To my horror, the front tyre locked and i skidded. The road at that area was of no help as the instructors wet the floor with water and soap. I could still remember in slow motion the moment when the bike skidded. The bike fell to it's right and i was pinned down to the ground whilts the bike still moving, scraping the floor. When the bike finally stopped, i realised i was far away from the bike. I could have broken my arm if not for my falling technique i learned from Rugby. I did not stick out my right arm to break the fall. Instead, i fell hard on my upper arm, which cushioned the impact of my fall. Phew! The instructors went to me to ask whether i was fine. I quickly stood up and acted like nothing had happened. Haha. Frankly speaking, there was not any pang or bruises. Anyway, i am used to heavy knocks whilst playing rugby. I picked up the bike and i scooted away to the End Line. My confidence was immediately and immensely shaken. It felt like as if i did not want to continue with the test. I took a deep breath and smiled. I told myself to treat the test like a leisure ride and soon, i was calm again. I finally passed with only 10 demerit points in the actual run. Haha. Damn funny. Will that discourage me from riding? Hell no! I went back to the my office eventhough i was on leave because i wanted to patronise the gym. When i reached the office, i realised i had migraine. It was pretty awful. I wanted to throw up and the whole world was spinning before my eyes. I had to cancel my gym session due to this migraine. I guess i might have gotten it due to the fall during my bike practical. It could have been a whiplash of my neck that caused the migrane. I took a quick nap to alleviate the pain in my head. The pain just would not go away even after the nap. I decided to just endure the pain until i got home. Haha. Aight, chill out!

I Need A Translator

2007-02-13T22:47:00.001+08:00

Huh..i will be turning 21 tomorrow, 14th February. Not a big deal. Every year will be the same. My dad will make an effort to bring the family dine out at night and most probably it will be to the same restaurant. Sigh. Haha. What i want is happiness throughout my life for my 21st birthday. Is that so difficult to get? I don't know but what i know is that God is fair. Life is never easy. 21 years of hell for me but there are some sweet moments. I was brought up by a disciplinarian, my dad, who was also one sided and bias. My smaller sister always win. He brought me up in a 'military way'. In retrospect, i think my dad made me who i am today and i would like to thank him for this. Firstly, i do not know how to give up. I never give up. When i was small, i would cry when i failed any tests or had difficulty in doing any tasks. My cry usually meant that i was pleaing for help but instead of helping, my dad would whack me. I were so used to getting beaten up that i decided that enough was enough. However, i know my dad didn't beat me up for no reason. I would usually lick my own wound. I learned how to pick myself up after failures. I learned most things in life by myself. My dad did not talk much. His frown said it all when i was young. One bad thing about my dad is that he does not like to encourage his children but i bet he loves us. He drilled me to be a tough guy i am today. When i got involved in a fight when i was small, i would usually dragged my skinned knee back home and complained to my mom. My mom would tell my dad and in the end, i would get beaten up again. He told me to stand up for myself and always be brave especially if you are fighting for the truth. I am robust now all due to my dad. Even when i failed my A level, i wasn't worried because i already knew what to do. I didn't cry. I didn't complain and most importantly, i didn't report to the police. Haha. I only had one thing in my mind and that is to retake the A level and get a place in university. I have been through a lot of shit and somehow i think God is unfair. I did some contemplation and finally years later, i realised this. Life's never fair but God is all-understanding and all-knowing. I believe he knows what he's doing. Things happen for some reasons. Life is not fair but God is. So when i look back after 21 years, i feel contented with my life. However, i will still hunt for happiness. Where ever you are happiness.

Life in the office for this week is damn slack. My AD treated my team for a lunch today and we had lunch at Fig & Olive at Bencoolen Street. The restaurant is superb and so too was the food. He treated us because of my birthday. Haha. I went to Music Dreamer Live! Cafe yesterday to hear and see someone sing. Hadi and I reached there Marina Square at aroung 7pm. We hung around there for a while just to kill time. We went to Music Dreamer Live! Cafe at around 7.30pm. Once seated, i ordered cappucino and some french fries. Cute nyonya was there to sing. I think she sung 2 chinese songs, a japanese song and a korean song. Haha. I couldn't understand anything at all but i really appreciate the showmanship and the music. The ambience of the cafe is wonderful. When we entered the cafe, many heads turned towards us. I think they were wondering as to why would some malay dudes would enter a chinese cafe. Hahaha. I couldn't be bothered about others. I was there to hear cute nyonya sing. She has a subtle, gentle and a sweet voice. Good to hear. I'm glad to see her enjoying herself. Haha. Oit! I will bring a translator for your next singing session. Haha. Sigh. I will be on leave tomorrow, away from the hustle and bustle of Police Head Quarter. My bike pratical, stage 5.02 will be tomorrow. I hope i can pass it and then get my PDL. Sigh. Aight, to all my friends, happy Valentine day, if you are celebrating it. Ciao!

Screw, Nuts & I (Don't Hunt What You Can't Kill)

2007-02-06T19:41:00.000+08:00

(background information)
I know this girl, let's call her Nuts, for quite some time. A pretty nice girl. She has a boyfriend and let's call him Screw. Screw, Nuts and I were from the same college, somewhere in Jurong. Screw is one out of 2 most hated guys in college and he didn't even realise it. I guess people just wanted to treat him nice. Another abhored guy is Mondok but he is not in the equation. Let's not talk about him. Screw is some rich man's son and this is how he used to behave in college. He will be in the canteen to talk cock and bull story, other than eating and drinking. He will acknowledge people like as if he knows the whole college. The problem with him is that he thinks he knows everything. He didn't even realise there were so many people out there, other than the rugby guys, who detest him. He will intrude in people's conversation like as if people would want to hear his notion and comments. Still people allowed him to join their conversation, i think because of kindness and we are not anti-social. Yet, he still have the cheek to comment and get involved with people's problem. Okay, maybe he wanted to help but what the fuck! Who are you to help? You are not a councillor. Even if you are, you make a bad councillor. If he tried to help two or three people is fine but not the whole school. What the fuck is wrong with him? He is like George W. Bush. He likes to poke his nose into people's problem and conversation. He joined Rugby when he entered college and i am his senior. I still remembered the first sentence that he spat out. He said something like this,'Hi, i'm Screw and i was from VS. I'm a sprinter.' He said it in an arrogant manner. Okay, we accepted that first impression. Maybe he wanted to make a mark in the team. The problem with him is that he gave a 'superstar attitude' to the team. Ok, can you guys out there tell me who can endure such fucked up attitude? This is a team game you arse! Thus, he was detested by almost all the rugby guys. We just kept a friendly facade when he came to training because we didn't want to hurt his feelings. We tolerated his non-sense no more after some issue surfaced. We went hostile towards him in the field but never out of the field. Little did we know that his 'superstar attitude' was also portrayed outside the field, especially in the classroom and obviously the canteen. From there onwards, every where he went, we showed hostility. He was with us for one campaign but didn't play at all. Hurhur! Even Vickram got to play! (no offense Vick because he have the correct mentality and sportsmanship). Another thing is that he thinks he is suave. Ok, i admit he has the looks (but i am not a homosexual) but what is looks with ugly attitude? You will come back to ground zero dude! Ofcourse, girls will think he is gorgeous and suave but all the guys knew that he is a fake. Trying to impress. Ok, i talk to him in college because i can't be bothered to be on anybody's side. Let's just say i am a neutral guy. I still remembered one of the soccer guys told me that he almost fought with Screw over some issue and Screw threatened to bring down his friends who were gangsters. Can you believe that? For your information, Screw club a lot and he even confessed that he can enter almost all of the most hip clubs and pubs. Not only can he dance in the club, but he can also enter their VIP sections. I think it has something to do with him being a rich man' son. Thus, i guess from clubbing and socialising, he got to know the so called 'underground people'. He have the cheek to tell some of us about this. To make a long story short, he is deemed a larger-than-life guy in college and most guys abhored him.

(the body)
I keep in touch with his girlfriend even after i graduated from college because we were also from the same secondary school. One night, Nuts messaged me on MSN because Screw told Nuts to ask me about a rugby mate of us who died last Saturday. I told her that the guy died due to suicide. I even told her to tell Screw that we might be organising a testimonial match for our deceased buddy. This is roughly what i said,'Hey Nuts, you tell Screw that we might be organising a testimonial match for Chris. He can come down if he got balls.' She suddenly went berserk because i insulted her boyfriend. I was just jesting. I didn't mean to hurt his boyfriend's reputation or something. Then i told her about what his seniors wanted to do to him. Ever since we started to hate him, we wanted to break his limbs and what perfect timing it would be to break his limbs than in a testimonial rugby match between the seniors of 2004 and the juniors of 2004. Nuts was furious with me but i told her what most people think of him. And again, i don't side anyone. Nuts asked me the names of the seniors that wanted to hurt his boyfriend and ofcourse i will not betray my friends. I am loyal to my friends. We have fraternity unlike someone. Anyway, i think she might have told Screw about this. Later that night, at about 12 midnight, Screw called me and i was damn pissed. Doesn't his mother teach him not to call people after 10pm? Who wouldn't be pissed? I was watching a rugby match and a manchester united's match when he interupted me. I entertained him. He wanted to know the names of the seniors that wanted to hurt him and i asked him why. He told me that we wanted to settle the issue with them. Listening to his rude tone, i am sure he wanted to pick a fight with them. Even with me, he spared none of his rudeness. I felt irritated with his obnoxiousity but i remained cool and entertained him. Maybe i was too kind. I told him to forget all those old issue. Let them go. This is because it is of no use to let old matters resurface. I don't think some of the seniors would remember that they hated him in the first place. Hell, some might even have forgotten about him. Mike, he is nobody in school. It is just that he likes to feel he is somebody. Being nobody is somebody too you know. Haha. We seniors can't be bothered with all these shit stuff because there are bigger problems to tackle like the GCE A Levels. So we ended our conversation with him being disappointed because i didn't reveal the names of the seniors that were not on the same page as him.

(the climax)
So i wrote this on my nickname that night before i switched off my computer. It reads,'u called 2 ask who bad-mouthed u.im loyal 2 my fwens.u talked like u're great.who e fuck u think u r?dont mess with me.u dunno me.' Screw called me the next day to ask about my motive behind that nickname of mine in MSN but i rejected his call because i was amidst invigilating law theory test. I asked him whether he has any problem with my nickname through sms. I even ticked him off by saying that that nickname is mine and it is on my msn account that the nickname appeared at and not his. I have the right to put that nickname on my msn account. It is none of his business. He was obviously pissed off. He sms-ed me saying that he is disgusted with my attitude and doings and he said i am worse than Mondok(ok ok...Mondok is Sohail). Like what the hell is wrong with him? He called me to piss me off and now he said i am worse than Mondok. He told me to grow up, don't be a loser etc like as if i would care about his stupid remarks. Fuck off! He even said that i am not on par with his standard and that he do not entertain people below his standard. I have his sms in my phone to prove it to you guys. I told him that we must be humble and he told me this,'you can be humble coz that's where you belong. i'm not cut out to talk to you at that level man.i'm way beyond that'. So arrogant. He even told me that most jjc ruggers are losers, especially those who detest him. This is what he said,'who do you guys think you are? jjc ruggers! haha. My buddies are all national ruggers man. you can't even touch my level in your life.' Screw, it is your friends who are national ruggers and not you. Which club do you play for? Taekwondo Rugby Club? Puss In Rugby Boots Club? That Screw even told me that he is too damn fast for us to catch him to break his limbs. God, if he is so fast, why didn't he feature in any of our matches during our 2004 campaign? Is it because he is too fast that the coach didn't dare to put him incase he break the sound barrier and be blown to oblivion? Fuck him lah. Sprinter so what? He even told me that i am a loser, wanting to get to know this and that girl and the fact is that no girls wanted to get to know me. Huh? Isn't getting to know people the first step of either a great friendship or falling in love? Ok, i might not have the looks or the bods, but atleast i have the courage to get to know them. Yeah, you might say that i am fat and ugly but so what? When i was slim, hell, my body is fucking nicer than yours. My wings are bigger than yours. Don't mention my arms because your arms are like that of a praying mantis'.

(solution)
I gave him an ultimatum. I offered him to settle the issue the old school style; mano-a-mano, if he have balls. I told him that i'm a man of actions, i.e more actions and less talk. Guess what? As usual, he said no. This is what he said,'Haha. Say man..What for i take you on? Just gonna dirty myself. I already told you. I'm not at your level. Go ahead.. You're such a loser ahmad. Ha.' Haha. Coward. I hate this type of guys. Act good infront of girls but in actual fact, they are cowards. But Screw might argue that he is civilised and that was why he didn't want to fight. Hell, if we are all so civilised, the Allies wouldn't fight the Axis Of Evil to end WW2 and we might not even be here. You get what i mean Screw? You talk like as if you want to fight. So i offered you a duel and then you declined my offer. Fuck you lah! A while later, Screw sms-ed me again and this is what he said,'And one more thing. I'd be careful. Don't play all this violence shit with me. You're nowhere in the ranks Mad. Just be a good normal citizen. Or you'll get in trouble with the law. I'm in good contact with my friends at SSB (Secret Society Branch, a department part of CID). So don't play punk with me my friend. You'd just regret it :) You're with the police. You should know that right?? Only brainless gangsters would wanna fight. that isn't action. that's just stupid.' Oh yeah Screw, i forgot that i am a policeman. Shit, how could i be so forgetful? So you have friends at SSB? Hmm...who? SA to SSB? SSO at SSB? MSO at SSB? CSO at SSB? Haha. Yeah right. The only reason that they wanted you as a friend is that you have some information about other gangsters because you club often and you know a lot of people. They are using you Screw just like how Nuts is using you. Don't ever talk to me about your connection with SSB. You do not know the actual meaning of 'well connected'. Hahaha. Right or not SKP?(i know SKP is reading this blog right now).So i take those words of yours to be a threat. So i put it to you that you wanted to misuse the SSB for your personal gain and use them against me. You have to remember this Screw. I issued you a challenge but that challenge has nothing to do with secret societies or gangs. So the SSB can do nothing about it. Secondly, i haven't complete my invitation. Screw, i invite you to a legal fight at a dojo equipped with a martial artist as a referee and sparring guards and gears just for you and I. Is that illegal Screw? Can the law find fault with that Screw? Fuck you Screw. You always thing you are the greatest, the smartest, the most suave, the fastest, the most handsome, the tallest, the longest, the smelliest etc. You have to realise that there are others out there who are far better than you. There is this guy who is the greatest. In his eyes there is me. In me there is him. In him there's everything. Be humble Screw. We are just nobody Screw. Be humble. Be humble..

(moral of the story)
1)Always be humble
2)Money can't buy you LOVE
3)Money can't buy you happiness
4)Don't hunt what you can't kill
5)There is someone who is the greatest

(Quote of the day)
"Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once"
-- Julius Caesar (Act II, Scene II) by William Shakespeare

No Title Entry

2007-02-03T23:02:00.000+08:00

What a week! So many things happened in a short time. First, a good buddy of mine died last Saturday and i just learned about his death yesterday. Very sad. My friends and I will be organising a testimonial rugby match for him. Team JJC Rugby vs SJI. I hope we can have the match. Our final bid of farewell for Chris. My friends and i watched the final first leg match of the Asean Football Championship at the Kallang National Stadium on the 31st January 2007. The very last soccer match being played at that historical stadium. What a match it was. Full of controversies and actions. Singapore won and i could not be any happier. Haha. The Thais are sore losers. No sportsmanship at all from them. Tomorrow is the final 2nd leg and i hope Singapore can lift the trophy for the third time. Haha. Finally met Karyn. Haha. She went for the final match too. Usually i am the shy type and would not approach girls but i do not know what made me want to meet her. I do not go out on dates and i do not meet up with girls either. I finally met the girl whom i crap and chat with for the past 9 months or so. Well, the rest is history. Haha. My department had a hiking trip to Macritchie and it was damn fun. I took a lot of pictures. Oh by the way, i am a Corporal now. Haha. I do not care about the rank. All i want is the extra cash that comes with the rank. Haha. Sigh. I have got nothing else to say. Enjoy the pics and video.

JJC Malaygangstars at National Stadium

Corporal Ahmad Fathi aka King Crippler

Peeing at an abandoned toilet at Macritchie

Sleeping like a log

Sir Stamford Fathi

This moment was taken when The Lions scored from the penalty kick in the Singapore vs Thailand match

C H R I S T O P H E R (1986 - 2007)

2007-02-02T23:53:00.000+08:00

You i remember for your courage
In rain or shine
Through difficulty and happiness
You stood by us
When we were down
You were there
Cajoling
Pushing
We bled together
Our sweat mixed
Our pain shared
Our passion alike
But you were different
You always wanted to be different
Because you are Chris
We only know one Chris
Chris the Lion Heart
When you left us
You left a legacy
Eventhough you are gone
You will always be in our hearts
No matter what people say
There can only be one Chris

Dear Chris,

Hey bro. I still remember the time when we played against Hwa Chong JC Rugby Team. That was our crucial match and theirs too. Either we make or break in the A Division Police Rugby Cup. In the dying minute, our team needed a try and you pushed us all the way. Remember when we collapsed together after the final whistle to celebrate our victory? Those were the days. You and Aidil were magnificient. But you were the better guy because aside from technical skills, you have flair. I could still remember all the advices that you told me. You taught us a lot too in Rugby. You were the courageous one. We went through hell just to get what we wanted; the fourth spot in A Division Rugby Cup. We trained hard. Joked hard. Cried together. Bled together. You were my buddy. Hell, our buddy. Now that you have left us, we realise how precious life is. I hope you are fine now. No matter what others say, there can only be one Chris. Hey buddy, just want to let you know that we miss you. Once a Cougar, always a Cougar. Tamila, you take care! Till we meet again. Peace be upon you..

In Memory of Christopher (1986 - 2007)

Christopher was a darling amonst his rugby mates.
With his sublime skills and superb kicking,
he commaned the 3Qs alongside his no. 10.
His tackling is exceptional and his courage
is that of a Lion.
His committment is unquestionable.
He will remain in our hearts forever.
God bless Chris!

F U C K M A L A Y S I A

2007-01-28T18:09:00.000+08:00

Ole ole ole ole..ole..ole..my God..I finally got to relive the good old days of Singapore soccer. The Lions beat Malaysia, The Toothless Tigers. The crowd yesterday was fantastic. 55,000 patriots packed the National Stadium. The atmosphere was even better. The last time i soaked myself in such atmosphere was when my dad brought me to my first Malaysia Cup match and that match was between Singapore and Kedah. It was fantastic i tell you. The two teams got out of the dug out to sing their respective countries' national anthem. When the Negaraku was played, the crowd erupted into jeers as expected. Alas, Majulah Singapura. We sang with gusto and patriotism. I sang my lungs out without bothering whether others will call me childish or crap. Just before the kick-off, we sang Ole Ole Ole and the echo was magnificient. The chant was followed by three rounds of Kallang Wave. You could even feel the whole terrace vibrating. Singapore played well surprisingly and they dominated the match. However, the Tigers silenced the whole crowd by going ahead in the 55th minute courtesy of Lionel Lewis' blooper. By not looking back at the mishap, the Lions managed to pick themselves up and showcased a nice performance. Then came 75th minute when Ridhuan equalised. This time, the crowd cheered even louder. My friends and I were jumping like monkeys. The match dragged on until extra time but still, the score was nil-nil after extra time. The match had to be decided by penalty kicks. It was a heart-thumping experience i tell you because i do not fancy spot kicks as it is a cruel way of winning and losing. You need luck in penalties. I have missed many penalties in my life and i do not wish to share my experience. It takes courage to walk all the way to the penalty spot, pick up the ball, put it down on the penalty spot and finally kick it. Kicking the ball is easy but putting the ball behind the net is the difficult part. The 5 penalty takers from Singapore managed to convert their kicks into goals and victory for Singapore depended on Lionel and the last penalty taker for Malaysia. The crowd jeered at the poor last penalty taker from Malaysia and i bet he felt like as if a group of rapists was breathing down his neck. Haha. He picked his spot, gave a low shot and the rest was history. Lionel saved the penalty and the stadium erupted into wild cheers. I was jumping like a monkey and my friends and I were speechless to say anything. We just let our actions did the talking. Confetties were strewn haphazardly and we managed to hurl insults to both the Malaysian fans as well as the Malaysian players. I do not mind Singapore losing to some 3rd world country or some communist state but what i hate is to lose to Malaysia. Oh please! Even the Malaysian media taunted us, stating that we would never win but who gives a fuck about a country of Malays? Haha. They think they can threaten us by increasing the price of their water? No way! We have NeWater. Fuck them. They are just jealous of us. Pedra Branca? Oh please, we can surrender that island to you anytime. We have enough reserves to buys a dozen more islands in Indonesia. It is just that that island is way too important for us to give it away to Malaysia. Alah, nak benda free jer! Tak tahu malu! Haha. After the soccer match, Harun, his friends and I went to Bedok Food Center to have our supper and the food there was fantastic. I ate Roti John. Harun and I chatted with his friends who were from TPJC and they live in the eastern side of Singapore, Chai Chee to be exact. Eastern side girls are really different from the Northern and Western side girls. They are more independent and i just love the way the bring themselves up. So confident and my gosh, they are open minded too. Haha. Now I can say,'Siapa bilang gadis Melayu tak menawan?' Ehh, siapa bilang ah? I didn't say that Malay girls aren't pretty. Did i ever say that? Did i? Haha. Oops. My bad. Yes yes..gadis melayu pun menawan. ;)Below are some pictures i took as well as a video..enjoy!

Due To The Ink, The Milk Turns Bad

2007-01-21T23:29:00.000+08:00

Islamphobia. Racism. Fascism. Bias. What are all these non-sense? Why are they happening in this world? How can we say that we are civilised when we are still racists and we prejudise others? Simply put, some of us are ignorant. I have been reading more and more articles about Muslims being marginalised and ridiculed and even being treated in a bad manner, especially in Australia. First and foremost, white Aussies aren't actually the original people there. They are sons and daughters of crooks, rapists, killers, butchers and scums. Worst still, they have English roots. The migrant Muslims have been in Australia for 200 years and they earned their tickets to Australia just like the Chinese, the Vietnamese and the Indians. Unlike the Australian Muslims and other Asian minorities in Australia, the whites are being dumped in Australia. So what is so special about white Aussies? Hell, they think they are superior than others. When you wed a crook with a crook, you will get crooks for sons and daughters. I am not talking about all the whites in Australia but most Aussies are racists. Besides that, the Australian national rugby team sucks too! Haha. Basically, they are ignorant. If you want to criticise or marginalise someone, be in their shoes first. Learn about them. Understand them. By the way, who are you to judge others? Only God can judge. What i am trying to say is this, we should just live peacefully with others. Be humble. There is of no use to be too proud and arrogant of your race or the colour of your skin because we are all humans. Would not it be nice if there is peace? Anyway, not all Muslims are terrorists. There's a saying in Malay, 'because of the ink, the milk turns bad.' Islam is a religion of peace. It is the irresponsible acts of a minority that tarnish the image of Islam. I am speaking on behalf of all religions. No religion is bad. If a religion is bad, then it is called 'a cult'. Damn, i feel like slapping the faces of those ignorant bastards! And oh, don't you Singaporeans think that there are no racists here. It is just that most racists in Singapore are passive. Open your eyes and take a look around and then you will know what i am talking about. Blame this on The System. A device that they build to eradicate Racism is a myth. It is just a political tool. We are dumb to not see the failure in our society. Take a look around. NKF saga. Sueing oppositions. No freedom of speech and etc. By the way, can you name me a country which has a Minister Mentor? Hahaha...Not even the comical Malaysia has a minister mentor. Youchh!

A Story of True Love

2007-01-10T09:39:00.000+08:00

I just want to share this article with you guys. It really opened my eyes after i read it. I hope this gives hope to those of you guys out there who have yet to find their true love. All the best. Do i then believe in true love? Time will tell...

By Bibi Ayesha Wadvalla (Mon. Jan. 8, 2007) This article was taken from www.islamonline.net. For full version of the story, please click here http://www.islamonline.net/servlet/Satellite?c=Article_C&cid=1165994406491&pagename=Zone-English-Youth%2FYTELayout

The road to forbidden love is an easy one, but the path to real love requires strength that is enduring. Carmelita and Uthmaan epitomize this true love. Born in Argentina, they live in Egypt where they have made their home for the past six years. Carmelita is a gentle, timid woman while Uthmaan is overflowing with energy. With his long, shoulder-length curly locks and big beard, he is a striking image. Carmelita's sweet smile and demeanor complement Uthmaan. Many people spend their lives searching for that "perfect" partner, their soul mate. They drift from relationship to relationship, always searching but not quite finding.

Uthmaan

"There is no such thing as a perfect relationship," says Uthmaan. "All there is, is a lot of effort and faith." With Argentina's Muslim population being less than 1 percent, Uthmaan knew from the time he was small that it was going to be a mean feat finding a good Muslim wife. Most of Argentina's Muslims have their roots in Syria, Palestine, or Jordan. Both Uthmaan and Carmelita have Syrian blood from one grandparent.Unfortunately, many of these immigrants married non-Muslim women, had church marriages, and raised their children without Islam. Uthmaan's uncle was one of these men, and he faced many problems in his marriage. Thus, from when Uthmaan was a chico, little boy, his grandmother instilled in him that he should only marry a Muslim girl. But when he was 8,he fell in love. The girl he loved was Jewish. His love was unrequited, but from it he learned the most important lesson in love. "I loved her for one year, but she kept refusing me. Then she chose a boy who looked just like me. In fact, we were alike in every way, and people often mistook us for the other. The difference was that he was fully Argentine. I realized that one's heart is like crystal. One must care for it properly, because if one gives it away and it breaks, it cannot ever be mended," he explained.So when his friends and family tumbled into relationships, he kept away from this way of life, wanting only to give his heart to the woman he would marry. It was difficult to hold on to these values in a predominantly non-Muslim society, but when he was 13 Uthmaan came into contact with the Jamaate-Tablighi, which has its origins in the Indian subcontinent. He joined them, and their thinking inspired him to strengthen himself as a Muslim. At the age of 21 he had never been involved in any relationship and left for Saudi Arabia where he was to study. He returned to Argentina when 24, looking for a wife.

Carmelita

Carmelita had two unmarried aunts who lived with her family. Unlike many other Argentines with part Arab blood, she was not taught that Arab traditions were Islam. Her aunts had been taught true Islam by their father and imparted this knowledge to Carmelita. She grew up with the rituals of praying and fasting being norms in her life. Her father sent her to a girls' Catholic school where he thought she would be spared moral corruption. However, Carmelita was unhappy there. "I was Muslim and the other girls made it difficult for me," she sighs. She moved to a public secondary school where her friends respected her beliefs. "When I visited them at their homes, they would not serve pork or alcohol," comments Carmelita. She, too, did not get involved in relationships before marriage. At 24 she got engaged, but it lasted for only 15 days. In a country where Muslims are scarce, her fiancé was non-Muslim.

Early Meetings

When Uthmaan returned to Argentina, he searched in vain for a practicing Muslim woman for a wife. He started teaching at a school where a non-Muslim female colleague understood Islam better than most Muslims he had come across. He spoke to a sheikh, who said it was permissible for him to marry this woman, as her beliefs were upright. But Uthmaan could not forget his grandmother's words. Nevertheless, "I proposed to her," said Uthmaan. But she wanted to have a long relationship first. They compromised and got engaged, during which it was established that she would convert to Islam. Two years passed, and although she loved him dearly, she could not bring herself to convert. They parted.The sheikh then introduced him to Carmelita. They had only four meetings until Uthmaan proposed. However, Carmelita declined, for she was still pining for her exfiancé . "I explained to Carmelita, 'The way to marriage in Islam is quite cold, and devoid of passion, which comes after marriage,'" commented Uthmaan.But she was firm in her decision. He then left for Egypt to pursue his studies. Every year, he would return home during the summer holidays and his search for a wife would continue. "I didn't want to marry a non-Argentine woman because of the translation I had read of the Qur'anic injunction which says [Marry the believing women from amongst yourselves](An-Nur 24:32). I had understood this to mean that I shouldn't marry outside my culture. It wasn't until later that I discovered the correct meaning was 'Marry those among you who are single.' At that time I wondered 'How could I marry a woman from another country knowing that Argentine Muslim women would have to marry non-Muslim men if Muslim Argentine men married out?'" Uthmaan said.Then he met somebody. They met once and got engaged. During one phone conversation, she mentioned she was going to the beach to sunbathe so she could look beautiful and tanned. Uthmaan asked her how it was possible for her to tan her body when she was covered. She replied she'd wear a bikini. This shocked him, and he realized the girl and her family did not possess the moral fiber he had thought they did. Thus the engagement was broken off.

Second Thoughts

During this time, Carmelita's feelings for Uthmaan changed. "My cousin went to visit his (Uthmaan's) grandmother, who said she prays continuously for Uthmaan and I to marry. Then I could not get him out of my mind!" exclaimed Carmelita. So she sent word to say she was interested. But Uthmaan was once bitten, twice shy. "I was not going to propose to her again," laughed Uthmaan. "Yes, he wanted me to approach him, which I was not going to do," said the shy Carmelita. During his next visit home, she invited him to her family home. But Uthmaan had manly pride and asked instead that she come to the Islamic lessons he was giving. She didn't go.His search continued. An Egyptian businessman then went to Argentina and met Uthmaan's family. He told them he had an Egyptian woman for Uthmaan who wanted to marry him without even having seen him. Uthmaan said he would agree to marry this woman on condition that he first undertake one last search for an Argentine Muslim wife. His brother proposed on his behalf to a young woman in the community. The family said they would give an answer after a week, but they didn't. Uthmaan prepared to marry the Egyptian woman.Then the sheikh passed away. Uthmaan and Carmelita's families met at the funeral. Her family invited his family home, where his brother fell for Carmelita! Uthmaan's mother then approached Carmelita, but she said she wanted to marry Uthmaan. His brother acquiesced, and finally, four years after their initial meeting, Carmelita and Uthmaan married.

Life Commitment

One week later, she left with him to start a new life in Egypt. "I felt as though we were connected like family," said Carmelita, smiling. Uthmaan echoed her thoughts. Their union is a strong one based on strong Islamic values. Each respects the other, and treats them the way our Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) recommended. The deep love they share is evident in their tender expressions when they look at each other. This is also evident when Uthmaan pours drinks and serves Carmelita before he serves himself.Their first fight was difficult, they admit. They had no escape route — they were committed for life. But it was Islam that they turned to for help, and which they continue to turn to whenever there are problems in their life. "There is no such thing as a perfect marriage or a perfect partner," reiterated Uthmaan. Carmelita added, "If we have an argument, all one of us has to do is quote from Hadith or Qur'an, and the argument ends."Uthmaan finds it ironic that in Egypt, more young people are adopting Western-type relationships when searching for a partner. But in Argentina, people are turning to the Islamic method. They are adamant that if a person remains true to their principles, makes their intention of marriage for the pleasure of Allah, and asks Allah for a good partner, then surely they will be rewarded. "Each day I thank Allah for giving me the wife I asked for," says Uthmaan.Uthmaan mentions too that poverty should not be feared. When he married, he was a student and was worried how he would pay for the walimah and plane ticket to Egypt for Carmelita. But Allah provided.Six years on, their marriage gains in strength. They have three beautiful daughters and urge people to stick to the path of Allah to experience the bliss of a happy marriage.

Bibi Ayesha Wadvallais a Biomedical Science student, a freelance journalist and an active youth worker in South Africa. She can be contacted at youth_campaign@iolteam.net

Old School vs New Age School

2007-01-03T21:02:00.000+08:00

I happened to read an article in The Newpaper regarding education. It is quite interesting. Qulification Education vs Real Education. I shall not touch on this topic because i have already written some of them in my past entries. Another thing that i discussed today with my colleague is about Old School Teachers & Students vs New Age Teachers & Students. Students, including the youth, in this modern epoch is not robust at all. I was told that schooling era between the 60s and late 80s is much different from now. Teachers are 'Gods'. If you were to go for a meet-the-parents session at that time, all you will get will be pinches and scolding (excluding after-the-meet-the-parents session beatings). Parents at that time agreed totally with their children's teachers. They advocated their children's teachers. Look at the present moment and you will see a major difference. Parents nowadays are too protective, so much so that they pampered their children too much. Too much of a good thing is bad for your children. Obviously teachers have a better picture of what the students need and thus going against teachers' view on your children is not a healthy habit. Good disciples are made from fierce masters. Always adhere to this advice. In another area, the modern youth is not robust. Robust in this term means self-motivated, independence and tough physically and mentally. The youth in 60s and 80s did not have cool gadgets and games to play with and thus they spent most of their time playing physical sports. Fights too amongst youth were rampant in those days. They too did nasty and notorious activities. Their activities might be deemed sinful, unacceptable and immoral in today's context but it was those activities that made the youth then more robust than the youth today. Anyway, they are just kids. Their parents thus should teach them between what is wrong and right. In retrospect, the youth then tend not to break down easily when they face challenges and failure as compared to the current youth. They are better at picking themselves up when they fail. Sigh. That's that. Anyway, i watched WWE just now and they were did this tribute to the US troops in Iraq. They actually wrestled in Baghdad just for the troops. Gosh. Something new. Refreshing. Pfffft. They executed Saddam Hussein recently. Sad day for us. I admit Saddam is evil but you simply can not fight evil with evil. Damn wrong. Futhermore, Saddam's justice trial was flawed. There is some foreign powers intervention and influence. Bush is a crap. Too bad USA has a twirp for a president. One good thing i like about the US is it's national anthem. Quite meaningful. If you happen to understand it's lyric and sing it with gusto, the words from the anthem will move you to tears. I am damn serious. No wonder the Americans are so patriotic. Anyway, Bush is still a crap. I call it Bush Shit. Aight, i'm supposed to tuck in early today. My left eye is swollen because of insufficient sleep these recent days. Here's something to ponder and look upon... Your Courage I Envy. Your Bravery For All To See. Your Bad I Ignore. Your Legacy Forever More. Thank You For The Memories Saddam.

History Are Written By Victors (yeap..still written by them)

2006-12-28T15:56:00.000+08:00

Well, it is this time of the year that people will make resolutions. But what's the point of making resolutions if you can't achieve it? Well, i have this problem too. Last year, i promised myself to quit smoking but cigarettes become my close friends instead. Sigh. So what's the point of making resolutions? Haha. December is a bore. It keeps raining cats, dogs and mice. It totally disrupt my bike practical. By the way, BBDC is a leech. It sucks people's money. Don't believe me? Enrol yourself in any driving or bike classes and you will know why. I'm now stuck in practical 3.02 and of all topics, i failed emergency braking. Ofcourse i don't expect to pass the e-brake in the first attempt but i don't deserve to fail in the 2nd attempt. FUCK! My mistake was that i looked down whilst braking. Is that a crime? Is that a traffic offence? FUCK! BBDC is cheating people's money i tell you. So unfair. Ah, whatever. Most Singaporeans are ugly i tell you. Just two days ago, whilst i was near the X-ray device near the guardhouse of NPPK, i saw this lady who showed angst when an NS accidentally took the basket that she wanted to use. What the hell? Couldn't she just give way? Sigh. I still don't understand people who squat on the toilet seat. To those of you who does that in the public toilet, well FUCK YOU! Oh, please don't forget to flush the toilet after you are done you piece of scum. I seriously don't understand some people. I tell you what. Singapore's education system is a failure. We study for the certificate and not for knowledge and self-improvement. Look at Civic And Moral Education. It is just a waste of time. Look out of your window and you will still see people behaving immorally. So much so for moral education system. What i don't like to hear is that the government likes to brand our education system one of the best in the world. Lan Jiao! I would spit on those who say such thing. Ah, whatever. I hope some mishap, disaster or war would strike Singapore. Then we will see our true characters during such pandemonium. Most will run to other countries and i swear only a few would plant their feet into the soil of our homeland and fight. So much so for National Education. Oh, i won't touch on History because what we learn about of past is distorted. History are written by victors. Might as well we read a biography of Lee Kuan Yew or the book on PAP. Wouldn't that be nice? Bleargh. Long live Worker's Party! Merdeka! Merdeka! Sekali lagi dengan penuh semangat. Merdeka! Pffft. Ok, enough of politics. I could be sued right now for defamation. Haha. Only cowards sue people. I follow the old school way of resolving problem. If you are not happy, come to the ring for a brawl and i will be glad to welcome you with open arms. Although it seems uncivilised, that's what we humans are and were actually. We are all uncivilised. If we aren't, why is there war? Ok King Crippler, enough of politicis. Gosh, most of my friends have already finished their 2 years of NS. I'm left with 8 months and 9 days. FUCK! Haha. Still a long way to go. Ok, i won't go into that. Hehe. Life in office in December is a bore. Most of the Senior Officers are on leave and the office is damn eerie. ASP Ravi is long gone. Thus, no old people joke. No evil laughter. No silly claps. No story to hear. Haha. I know he is reading this entry right now. How are you Sir? Haha. Hehe. Anyway, yeah, i think i have problem with coffee. Before coming to work, i would gulp two cups of coffee from the nearby coffee shop. And then, during and after lunch, i would drink even more cups of coffee. Usually, i would drink 4-5 cups of coffee per day. I think i'm addicted to coffee. Damn, there isn't a need to think anymore because obviously i'm addicted. Besides that, i'm not a philosopher and thus i don't have the right to think. Haha. Am i right ASP Ravi? Haha. Now my only entertainment is disturbing my fellow NS-men in my department. Haha. Damn. Time flew so fast this year. I'll be 21 next year. I will have suffrage. I can vote and veto. Haha. But i still don't get it. You can hold rifles and pistols with real bullets at 18 but you can't vote during election. My point is this. Rifles and pistols can kill people, thus can change people's life. Voting and veto-ing also can kill people, one way or the other, and thus can change people's life. Both are the same. Therefore, why can't we vote at 18? You know why? PAP is afraid that students won't vote for them. Hell we won't vote for them because of the exams that they made us sat for. Haha. My mom,'voting for PAP is for your own good.' Yeah, like as if! Haha. Sue me! Sue me! Pffft. Anyway, i have work to do right now. What else do i do in the office than to fold letters, hundreds of them, and photocopy some relics that my AD forced us to do. FUCK! Aight, loggin out. Ciao!

From Bukit Panjang To Changi

2006-12-24T20:08:00.000+08:00

Yay..my college friends and I had this wonderful cycling trip on Friday. Infact, i just got back from the trip yesterday afternoon. It was fun.

1st Day..
Harun, Sadiq and I met up at Harun's void deck before we cycled to this spot where some Indonesians sell contraband cigarettes. After buying the fags, we cycled all the way to Clementi Central via Dairy Farm Road. We took 1 hour to reach there. After that, we waited for Khamsya, Hanan and Miqael at the nearest coffee shop. I gulped down a can of Red Bull to recharge my body with sufficient amount of energy. Finally, Khamsya, Hanan and Miqael reached Clementi. We congregated for a while before we started our journey. The weather wasn't that bad as it only drizzled a bit. From Clementi, we went to Telok Blangah via West Coast Road. We reached Telok Blangah Heights at around 12 midnight and from there we went to Police Cantonment Complex. We reached China Town and then decided to proceed to Bugis Junction after which we travelled to Kallang via Nicoll Highway. We decided to take five when we reached Kallang and we had our supper there too. Most of us ate roti pratas and the pratas there were superb. Just when we were about to resume with our journey, Miq's bike got a flat tyre. It seemed the back tyre's tube went flat and there is no way in hell that he could carry on with the journey. Thus, we have to push our bikes all the way to Geylang, and i mean the red light district Geylang, to look for a petrol kiosk. We hoped that the kiosk would sell tyre tubes but in the end, we have to push our bikes further into the red light district. It started to rain and we have to seek shelter in front of a temple. We told Miq to just take a cab to Changi and we will meet him there and we will sort out his bike's problem the very next morning at Changi Village. From Geylang, we cycled all the way to Marine Parade where we took short cuts to reach East Coast Park. There is a long road linking East Coast Park with a road just beside Changi Airport. Gosh, i swear the road is damn long and it felt forever to reach Changi beach. Harun and I sped all the way and we left Sadiq, Hanan and Khamsya behind. Finally, we reached Changi beach near car park lot 3. Miq waited for us there. We laid 3 ground sheets and finally had our rest. The guys chated until morning but i was knocked out flat. I was shagged to the max.

2nd Day..
We woke up at around 9 am and we took our shower quickly as the temperature there was bone chilling. Damn cold. We went to Changi Village to have our breakfast and guess what i have for breakfast? Nasi lemak with fried chicken wing and fish fillet. Teh halia tarik (Ginger Tea Tarik) was like an icing to the cake. After that, Sadiq and I had our morning puff. Power! Haha. We took the same long road which is located beside the Changi Airport to reach East Coast Park and from East Coast Park, we went to Kallang Stadium before we went to Orchard Road to have our break at a coffee shop behind Cuppage Plaza. After taking 5, we left Orchard Point to go to Bukit Timah and finally we took short cut to Bukit Timah via CCAB. From CCAB, we travelled via Bukit Timah Road all the way to Toh Tuck Road and then made our way to Bukit Batok. The guys wanted to play street soccer there and i thought they were out of their minds. We could barely walk and now they wanted to play soccer. Siao! In the end, we didn't play soccer because there were nobody at the street soccer court and we decided to eat and drink at a nearby coffee shop. After having our break, we decided to go our separate ways to reach home. Harun led the way back and when we reached BBDC, we sped all the way back home. I reached Bukit Panjang at around 4pm or so and then stopped at the Bazaar to purchase a cup of honey bird nest drink. Yummy. I finally reached home at around 4.30pm. The trip wasn't that bad. At least i didn't hurt any muscles but my ass hurts like hell, like as if some guy sodomised me. Ouch. Luckily i bought a gel cover for my seat for without that useful cover, my ass would hurt even bad. Manchester United would be playing that night and i decided to stay up late to watch the match but the google box (another word for TV..haha) ended up watching me instead. Haha. Luckily Man Utd won that match.

I spent the whole day today sleeping. It was damn taxing. Had a heavy breakfast and then back to sleep. Sadiq gave me a ring and asked to accompany him to find jobs at Bukit Panjang. We ended up wasting our time at Bukit Panjang Plaza as we were stranded due to the heavy downpour. We then went to Ten Mile Junction and finally a restaurant offered Sadiq to come for an interview tomorrow. Yay, finally that lazy bum will have a job. I can't wait for his treat. Murtabak maybe? Haha. That Hanan still owe us Sup Tulang. When? Haha. We are waiting. Most probably i will be treating them when i get my corporal rank. Insha-allah but not so soon. I need to clear my bike practicals and hopefully i can get my bike license before my 21st birthday which is on 14th February (*hint hint*). Haha. Should i buy Honda Phantom, Kawasaki KR or Honda Wave?

On Leave (28.11.06)

2006-11-28T12:36:00.000+08:00

Gosh, at last a break for me. I'm on leave today. I'm under the weather. Down with flu and a battered ankle. I played street soccer with my friends last Sunday at Petir Rd's street soccer court. We managed to knock out several teams. We were up against this chinese team and that was when i got my ankle almost snapped into two. This chinese guy lost control of the ball and it rolled forward. I surged forward to get the ball and decided to flip the ball from the right to the left with my right leg. However, i guess it was too fast, i lost balance and landed badly on my right leg with my ankle almost 90 degrees flat on the ground. I swear i heard some bones cracking but i wasn't that sure. Until today, i still have problem walking but i feel no pain. Now that's weird. Usually, if i twisted my ankle or sprained it, the pain will be unbearable but this injury is something new to me. I don't feel the pain at all. Weird! Anyway, life's a hell. Every thing i do don't seem right. I wonder why. What ever it is, i must get my bike license before my 21st birthday, that is before 14/02/07. I don't care whether riding is dangerous or what because since young, i have always fancied bikes. For my first bike, i shall name her Christy Anastacia. Haha. I don't know why. Oh by the way, i will be going for my bike practical 2.02 later this afternoon at around 4pm. God, please let me pass all practicals the first time i take them. Please! Please?! Aight, shutting up now!

After 1.5 Years...(Married Vs Singles)

2006-11-25T23:21:00.000+08:00

At last, i tasted my first rugby match after 1.5 years abscence. I was partially sleeping this afternoon when Aidil called me at around 2.45pm. He told me to come down for the police rugby match, Married versus Singles and told me that the match would start at 4pm. I was pondering. Could i make it for the whole match? Would i survive 80 minutes of Rugby? Haha. Guess what? I managed to hang on for an hour. Not bad for me knowing the fact that i have not been playing rugby for quite some time. The match started at around 5pm or so because of heavy down pour. Gerald and this chinese guy, sorry i do not remember his name, were there too. Hijazi put me as the second row forward and i have never played in that position before. Well, there are always new things to learn every day. Right? Haha. Actually i shouldn't be playing for either Married or Singles. I should be playing for Loners instead. Since they don't have Loners, i have to play for Singles. Haha. The Married got a try first throught a quick tap but the Singles fought back and managed to get a try of our own. However, the Married replied with another try and they got the lead. Soon, during the general play, the Married's backs tried to break through our defence but a stray pass saw the Singles executed a counter attack. Jamil, Nasir's smaller brother, managed to kick the ball twice whilst being tailed by Cik Azar. I ran along side Jamil hoping that he would pass me the ball once he has picked it up. My wait was futile as Jamil was deliberately brought down by Cik Azar. The foul against us by cik Azar was a professional one. He tackled Jamil without Jamil having the ball. Then our stand-off converted a kick. There's a term for this conversion kick but i can't remember it's name. If i'm not wrong, this type of conversion is worth 7 points. The Married battered our forward with rounds and rounds of forward crash. We managed to steal a ball and the forward pack secured it with a ruck. Mahadi passed the ball to me and i did a forward crash. I wanted to do the Mealamu's release of the ball but i landed on my stomach instead. I was winded and the ball slipped out of my hands. The Married got the ball and they managed to run to their try zone. Then one of our player committed a foul and there was a scrum 5m away from their try zone. The married took advantage of their experiences and managed to drive our scrum away and they too managed to get a try out of their drive. We lost but it was a good match. I played for an hour and didn't even feel tired. That's good. I miss Rugby so much man. Luckily i didn't receive any injuries today. Lucky me!

Food Fiesta

2006-10-29T11:19:00.000+08:00

Gosh. I can no longer bear working in my department any more. Firstly, there are too many work for me. Not that i can't handle it but lots of work keeps coming in when i have yet to finish the current ones. I have to complete so many reports per month and it is damn irritating. I hope i won't erupt. When i do so, oh gosh, people will get injured. My AD is becoming more lame. Just because he is getting out of our department any time soon, he is trying to do stupid stunts like asking me to report to work on Hari Raya eve just to do some audit with AST and him. That is crazy! Luckily AST has been good to me. I tell you what. I hope no one irritates me at work. This is injustice! I'm doing so many work but what can i do? I'm just a slave. A fucking tool for the stupid government. Anyway, yeap, yesterday was Eid' celebration for my mom's side. We met up at Mak Busu's house and it was damn cheerful. What a way to start the merrymaking session. Then we proceeded to Mak Chan's house and we ate lontong goreng and beef steak. Yum yum. After that we went to Mak Ida's house and ate Mee Curry. Haha. Quite nice. We proceeded to Kak Isnani's house and gosh, the kids were playing XBox 360. It was damn cool. I must get one myself before the end of next year but i'm in a state of two minds of whether to buy PS3 or XBox 360. Spoilt for choice. Then we proceeded to my house and they ate Mee Betawi, an indonesian dish my mom cooked. After that, we went to Mak Ngah's house to watch Liverpool vs Aston Villa and Man Utd vs Bolton matches. Luckily that house have two sets of television. The Liverpool fans watched it at the other TV and the Man Utd fans watched it at the other TV. Man Utd scored first and the Red Devil's fans erupted into cheers. It was damn noisy. Haha. I'm anti-Liverpool. I've been supporting Man Utd since i was in primary 2. Count! Yeah, i've been supporting Man Utd for 12 years. Haha. Well, i think i need to jog already to lose some weight because of the food galore. Haha. But not at the moment because i have been bugged by a flu. Boring! C ya guys soon. Selamat Hari Raya!

60km/h

2006-10-25T20:02:00.000+08:00

Hari Raya celebration was good. Yesterday, my relatives on my father's side went for a hari raya celebration and we started the day late and ended the celebration late too. It was taxing. We visited all the old folks. This year, it was a bit different. We went to Cik Kadir's adopted brother, which is also Cik Lan's father in-law. Kind of complicated but i don't intend to elaborate. The house is located at Marine Parade, near to Cik Kadir's previous house. When we entered the house, gosh, this sweet girl captivated me. She is cik Ani's younger sibling or something like that. Couldn't take my eyes off her. When we were done, we made our way down to the parking lot and the girl, together with her parents and siblings, were watching at our going at the window. I couldn't help but look at her from the parking lot. I told my cousin, Ridwan, of her beauty. Haha. My mistake. We proceeded to the next house and my cousin told Cik Ani and Cik Lan that i like the girl and there was havoc. Haha. My aunts and uncles were like disturbing me. Cik Lan was asking me whether i was serious and if i'm, Cik Ani can help me. I was like 'what-the-hell'. It was just a crush. Haha. Then they told my mom and it was like the worst case scenario. I was blushing like mad. They teased me throughout the journey and celebration. By the way, her name is Nadzirah (i think this is the correct spelling). I was like 'whatever' throughout the celebration. Today is a stupid day. I failed motorbike practical 1.02. It was my first time and obviously i was damn nervous. We went on to practise our changing of gears and stopping. We practised on the inner round circuit and moved on to the bigger circuit. I made couple of mistakes. We were given the liberty to move at gear 3 and hell, i took advantage of that. I was going at 60km/h or so in the circuit and obviously it was difficult to stop just before a designated white line. There were 4 testees and only one passed. I failed. Haha. But i don't mind because i'm still not good at changing gears and stopping with you at gear 3. You have to step down the gear lever to gear 1 before you make a stop and to me that was damn difficult at first. I need further trainings. Motor riding is damn dangerous and you need to get the basics right. I admit it is dangerous. Damn dangerous. I'll be retaking my 1.02 this Sunday and i swear i will get it right next time around. One lesson learned from my failure is not to be the first rider for your mistakes could be spotted easily. Haha. I'm like so used to failure. Unlucky me! Well whatever!

[H][A][P][P][Y] [E][I][D] [M][U][B][A][R][A][K]

2006-10-23T10:11:00.000+08:00

I seriously do not have time during Ramadan to update my blog. But whatever it is, i will continue to update it after Ramadan. Yeap, tomorrow is Eid Mubarak (Hari Raya Aidil Fitri) and i'm glad that Ramadan will be gone soon. I usually love Ramadan but i can't comprehend why i feel that this Ramadan is nothing special for me. I just wish it will be over soon and it will. I am looking forward to the next Ramadan (god-willing). It's a terrible holy month for me. Forgive me God. Anyway, yeap, i just want to wish all my friends a happy Eid Mubarak or in local terms,
[S][E][L][A][M][A][T] [H][A][R][I] [R][A][Y][A] [A][I][D][I][L] [F][I][T][R][I].
Enjoy the holiday guys! By the way, i've got a chinese name already. Pikachu gave it to me. Haha. My chinese name is Xiao Ming.

Suffering In Pain

2006-09-20T11:34:00.000+08:00

My IMF duty is finally over but i'll be missing Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal. Gosh, there were so many Japanese and Korean girls streaming in and out of the ferry terminal. Apparently, their favourite place to go is Bintan and to Bintan i shall go. Haha. But what do i do there? I don't even know what Bintan has to offer. Sea sports? Trekking? The last time i went to Bintan was with JJC on some leadership camp. We stayed at a resort's camping area and we were not given the opportunity to travel around at all on our own. Thus, we couldn't explore Bintan. The Not To Land (NTL) team of mine ended our duty yesterday on a high note. We were treated to a good buffet lunch by commander of G Division in a VIP room at Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal (TMFT). It was delicious. There's black pepper prawns, prawn and egg salad, fried chicken, satay, rendang, manggo pudding and many more which i forgot. During the lunch session, after the commander of G Division had left, we shared some real time stories of our adventures with the commander for NTL. I was involved in our of the worst situation ever at TMFT. It was raining heavily last Sunday and the sea was choppy and the wind was strong since that morning. The waves were a bit big too. Then just before dawn, two ferries docked at two pontoons. Mimi, a reservist, was on patrol and he came upon a difficult situation. Passengers from a ferry have difficulty alighting from the ferry to the pontoon because of the stormy weather. Some SCC guys where there to help but they do not know what to do. Thus, Mimi led them to alight all passengers. This process is pain-staking and damn slow. They have to alight passengers one at a time. The ferry wobble up and down violently. There were two mishaps. One old lady rolled backwards in the ferry and a pregnant lady fell down. It was damn bad. Things seemed to get out of hand but Mimi managed to call me through the Matra set. I came as a 2nd Police Officer at the scene and it was damn chaotic. We managed to do crowd control as well as alighting of passengers. One american lady was very grateful for our kindness. What Mimi and I did were not taught in HTA or TRACOM. We were just doing extra service. Mimi and I provided the same service for another 2 ferries after which Mimi decided to go back to the Ops room, leaving me behind with Munaf and Sazali to deal with 2 other ferries. This is what policemen should do and not 'ball sucking'! There were many funny incidents as well and one of them is involving a man from Middle-east. He has just landed at Changi Airport and he boarded a taxi to go to his hotel. He was in conversation with the taxi driver and he was talking about Singapore being clean, green and systematic and then he suddenly said the word 'finish'. The taxi driver was petrified and he quickly made his way to the TMFT with the Arab guy in his cab, knowing that there's police prescence at TMFT. When he reached the terminal, he quickly informed the police. Two police officers from the TMFT Police Post brought the guy to see the PID officers and the Arab guy were interviewed. After interviewing, the guy was found 'clean' and he was later released. I think it was just some misunderstanding between the taxi driver and the Arab guy. Haha. Damn. I am going to miss TMFT. However, this duty had made me gained 4 kg. We were on stand-by most of the time and thus, we would eat, drink, sleep, smoke and more sleep. We were on prowling at times. Today i am having my day off and gosh, i have to get back to office tomorrow. I want to cry. How i wish tomorrow would be ORD. I am left with 11 months and 16 days to ORD. Sigh! I don't want to do office work lah actually. Not my forte. And office politics is killing me. I can't work with people who suck balls too. I just detest them. Furthermore, my NS pay is damn too little and i have to pay for lots of stuff. Not fair for me! Novena is too far away from my house and i have to pay $60+ a month for bus concession. If i work at HTA, i can save $60 on bus concession because i can cycle to HTA. Then there's hand phone bill. Then there's instalment fee for iPod, $50. Driving license fee is also killing me. Then what do i eat with so little money? Shit? Fuck lah! My back is also suffering. I've got some lower back problem from playing sports. It is really painful to sit in the office in a cold air conditioned room. Painful it is but what can i do? Just sit and keep my mouth shut in pain. I want my NS experience to be a pleasant one but look at where i am now? In the office suffering. How i wish i could transfer to another division. But whatever it is, i will still serve my department with pride and dignity, without 'ball sucking'. Aight, I want to rest today...

Change Is The Only Constant

2006-09-08T22:54:00.000+08:00

Recently, i read about this article about maids being treated badly. Firstly, they were cramped inside this abandoned clinic owned by this doctor who has another clinic a few units away. Secondly, the maids were not given enough food, drink, space and proper sanitation. What a pity because this shows yet another ugly side of Singaporeans. The Indonesian maids look up to us because they believe that we can give them a better life, not that they like it, by working for us as maids. They are really in need of cash. I am sure most of them are sincere at working as maids but why must we mistreat them? They trust us and yet we treat them as third world people. They are after all humans, just like us. Why then do we still do all these stupid behaviour? Easy! Because we think we are superior than them. We think we have a higher standard than them. We always think that we are their employers and employers have the the power over the maids. We, Singaporeans, are just egoistic. You want proof? Just look at my cousins and aunties. I know they are nice people but they often believe that every thing that they do are right. Some times, without them realising, the things that they do might raise eyebrows. They reprimand the maids like as if the maids wanted to do the mistakes deliberately. From what i know, my cousins and aunties never or seldom give the maids weekend breaks. So cruel! Don't they know that their family is actually handicapped? The maids made their family complete. Yet, they still mistreat the maids. Don't get me wrong! My aunties and cousins are not bad people. It is just their ignorance that handicapped them. This is human tendency. People like to mistreat others when they feel superior. This is social ill, a plaque just like hypocrisy ( i won't go into this again as it makes my blood boils). Singaporeans need to wake up. My attachment at Golf Division is fun and boring at the same time. Fun because i have the opportunity to waste time and September seems to go pass very quickly. Boring because the NTL team over there is just on stand-by. We are there to escort suspected rioters or demonstrators and ensure that safety is taken care of. We usually sit at AETOS Operation room and all i did all these while were to sleep, eat, smoke and after a couple of minute, do some foot patrol. Haha. Damn slack. I am gaining weight fast. What irritates me is Gerald, my colleague from SIRD. When he talks, his face will be full of arrogance, like as if he knows everything in the SPF. Oh please! I've been in the SPF longer than him. It is not just that. He talks irritatingly big infront of all the reservists. C'mon on! They are more experienced than him! Newbies (mangkuks), including Gerald, are all yayapapayas. They are so enthusiastic about NS. They are nuts! It is not that i hate him or what but he is plain irritating especially when he talks. Sigh! We played some soccer last Sunday and it was fantastic. We played in Jurong in one of the street soccer court and managed to beat two Chinese teams. I think most of them were from Army because all wore some military training vests. We beat those army guys! Yah. My team looked sharper this time around. Our passing still needs improvement but it seems that we have improved our understanding. We seemed to moved the ball more confidently but our shooting were a bit off. I took a couple of hard pot shots every where on the court but most hit the post or the wood work. Unlucky! I need to improve on my dribbling as well. Sian! Anyway, i had a brief conversation with my friend, Joey, from the SPF,. She also agreed that SPF needs 'ball carriers'. Haha. At least i have got a support. It has been a while since i last chatted with her. Good to hear from her. She is on duty as well for IMF. Hmm, i still think it is a bit lame to do demonstration indoors. Not professional at all even though safety is assured for Singapore. Damn dumb! Other countries will laugh at us but will we be bothered by their laughter? I don't think so. There are two types of people in this case. Firstly, there are some Singaporeans that acknowledge the people's laughter but ignore it because they have other better things to do and the other type of Singaporeans are those ignorant fuckers. But whatever it is, some Singaporeans still sucks! Whatever! Sigh. This whole period is really taxing for me. Damn tired! I think i would want to take some time off to rest after the IMF. Hey hey, guess what? My favourite month of the year is coming. Ramadhan. I always like fasting month and don't ask me why. It brings tranquility and peace of mind to me. I hope this the Ramadhan for this year will be great. Time to repent. Keep changing. There's no constant except change for the only constant is change (if you know what i mean). Aight. Have a nice September guys!

Pride, Honour & Dignity

2006-09-04T20:41:00.000+08:00

I detest people without pride, honour and dignity and at the same time they too show hypocrisy (i don't give a damn abt the spelling!). Lately, i upgraded my Pes Status, from C to B and i am eligible to be promoted from SC to CPL to SGT. However, i am supposed to get my SAR signed by my Director but it seems like he don't want to sign it. It is because of this White Crow. He told Director that i was damn lazy in the Pandora Exercises and i disobeyed his order. Director knew my presence in the exercise and he obviously knew that i can't do much because i have not gone for the 3G course. Totally not my fault. What i detest is that this White Crow added fuel to the fire. He must have told Director that i was lazy and didn't take orders from him. Firstly, his orders were most of the time nonsensical and outrageous. Secondly, he didn't use much of his brains because if you can take short cut, why do u have to take long cut? Right? If you have the number of the driver of the TAV, why do you have to go all the way to the TAV to call the driver? Right? Common sense. If he do not want to sign my SAR, so be it. I am sure my father would glad to sign my SAR and he could proudly say that at least his son, SC Ahmad Fathi bin Mansor, have donned the uniform proudly and did his job with pride without 'sucking balls'. Firstly, the sucker is obviously without pride and dignity because he have to result to sucking balls in order to earn points. So shameful! Secondly, the guy whose balls are being sucked is also another moron. Don't he have pride too? Why let a guy suck your balls? Is he some sort of a gay? What i'm trying to say here is why do you encourage your workers to pick up or use such dirty tactics to earn points? Why can't people be like my direct boss? He earned his rank through hard work. But at times he also creates unnecessary work for others but at least i like working with and for him. I can kow tow to him. I really respect that type of leader. Lead by example! I really don't care about promotion because i am not a regular officer. It doesn't affect me that much. 2 years of service and i'll fuck off. That White Crow picked the wrong guy to fuck with. No matter how high of a rank he gets, he got to know that what goes up must come down! Nothing beats the law of gravity. Let me make this clear, i will stick with my principle which is no ball sucking. I don't have to resort to such stuff. I can be a nice guy but if you mess with me without any reason, you will know the consequences. If i am going down, i'm bringing someone with me. An eye for an eye.

Section 5(1) Employment of Foreign Workers Act (Chapter 91A)

2006-09-03T21:20:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was a disappointing day for JJC Malayganstars Football Club. Sian! We lost to a team who beat us with a score of 4-1. Our defence was in disarray and it was actually shameful to lose in that fashion. We could have done better actually but i don't blame my guys. We don't train at all and during most matches, new people would join us. Thus, there'll be no chemistry amongst us. Well, at least i scored the only goal for my team. The opponent's last man had the ball in his possesion and he didn't want to clear it early. So, i gave a slight tackle and managed to intercept the ball from him. I dribbled a bit and soon found out that i was mano-a-mano with the goal keeper. I positioned my body to the right like as if i was going to kick to the right and i finished it with a ball to the left. The goalie was tricked. I had couple of good chances but i squandered them away. My shooting was off on that day. Sigh! Today is a hectic day. I had to return to the office to do some work. I have to do a report for my AD and had to do some in-house cleaning of administrative work before i proceed with my attachment with Golf Division. Today, we did some enforcement check as well and it was one hell of an experience. We arrested a security guard under Section 5(1) of the Employment of Foreign Workers Act (Chapter 91A), i think so, for working without a working permit at one of the Courts branch. She was damn honest. She told us straight off that she do not have a working permit and we brough her straight to the operation room of Courts and contacted the Echo Police Division. Two police officers arrived 20 to 25 minutes later, maybe their FRC do not have clutch pedal, and soon they made an arrest. My AD told me to hop on to the Kampung Java's Fast Responce Car (FRC) and it was damn cool. My first ride in an actual FRC. Yahoo! There was this Woman Police Officer (WPO) and she was damn chatty. Nice to chat with her though but i can't remember her name. Damn cute. She is a staff sergeant but she called me Sir. Haha. Damn cool! We chatted during the journey and until we reach the Report Lodging Room. Haha. Yeap. I did an overtime today. i worked from 11am to 7pm. Sigh! I have to report to Bedok Police HQ to undergo a briefing for my attachment. At last i can have a feel of my dream vocation, NPCO. I hope it will be interesting.

Ahmad Fathi - Di Mana Engkau Cinta?

2006-09-02T23:07:00.000+08:00

Di Mana Engkau Cinta?

Bila ku lihat langit di waktu malam
Di mana bintang berkelipan
Bulan mengambang
Cahaya bersinaran
Aku sedar hatiku memerlukan sesuatu
Sesuata yang selama ini ku cari-cari
Bukan ongkos
Bukan hadiah
Tetapi cinta
Di mana engkau cinta?
Perlukah aku menjerit namamu
sedangkan aku tahu jeritanku di dalam sepi?
Tiada sesiapa yang tahu
Tiada sesiapa yang peduli
Perlukah aku mencari dirimu
sedangkan aku tahu engkau bagaikan
sebutir bintang diantara beribu?
Mustahil dicari
Mustahil dilihat
Tetapi aku yakin akan kewujudanmu
Aku akan menunggu walaupun seribu tahun
Masa kubuatkan kawan
Lesu kubuatkan lawan
Tetapi kini, ku hanya mampu melihat awangan
Sambil menunggu
Menunggu
Dan menunggu.

[translation]

When i look at the ebony sky at night
Where stars sparkle
Where the moon glows
Where the ray shines
I realise my heart needs something
Something that i have been searching for
Not money
Not presents
But love
Where are you love?
Do i have to shout your name
when i know that i am in vacuum?
No body knows
No body cares
Do i have to search for you
when i know that you are a star amongst million?
Impossible to find
Impossible to see
But i am sure of your existence
I will wait for you even for a thousand years
Time will be my friend
And restlessness my foe
But now, i can only look at the ebony sky
While waiting
Waiting
And waiting.

Justice Is Served

2006-08-31T21:53:00.000+08:00

At last that mofo, Joakim Gomez, is out of Singapore Idol. He should have gotten his ass kicked out of the competition long ago. See what he had done! Because of him, 2 good singers, both Rahimah and Mathilda, got kicked out. Singaporeans really do not how to appreciate good singers. Joakim's fans are a bunch of monkeys. Phenotype won't last long just like a peeled apple but voice is like wine. They older you get, the more silky your voice will get. Like i've said, most Singaporeans are no-brainers. The no-brainers from the younger generation is catching up with the no-brainers from the older generation. Fucked up! I really don't care about the Singapore Idol anymore. It defeats the purpose of singing. Why sing your lungs out when one way or the other, you'll get voted out? Ofcourse, people might argue that this is an idol competition in the first place. The more fans you have, the better chance you have at winning the title. However, no-brainers failed to realise this is afterall a singing competition. If you don't judge the competitors by their singing abilities, then why do they sing in the first place? Might as well they do some sketch or just stand on the stage smiling whilst you no-brainers go goo-goo-ga-ga. Oh come on! That is why i would rather listen to my iPod. Music heals the soul. Anyway, Singapore is not a good place to start a singing career. If Singaporeans are smart, they should join idol competition at other countries. Look at Malaysia and Indonesia. Wider and bigger market means fatter wallet in the future, if you win at all lah. Think about it! Singing is not a joke. Sigh. I just want to share my song pick of this moment. Enjoy!

Trisha Yearwood - How Do I Live
How do I
Get through one night without you?
If I had to live without you
What kind of life would that be?
Oh I, I need you in my arms
Need you to hold
You're my world, my heart, my soul
If you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything good in my life.
Without you
There'd be no sun in my sky
There would be no love in my life
There would be no world left for me
And I
Baby I don't know what I would do
I'd be lost if I lost youIf you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything real in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you?
I want to know
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I
How do I
Oh how do I live?
If you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything
Need you with me
Baby don't you know your everything good in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you?
I want to know
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I
How do I
Oh how do I live?
How do I live without you?
How do I live without you baby?
How do I live?...

Blood Is Sweet. Pain Is Temporary. Glory Is Forever.

2006-08-29T20:37:00.000+08:00

Your body is like a temple. But mine is not! It is more like an old punching bag. Battered and in a bad condition. However, i'm still alive and kicking. Miracle? Nope. I still have some gas left in me before i call for a stop for competitive sports. Like i've said, i am taking a break this year from competitive sports and this includes rugby. I've taken many knocks and my body have taken it's toll. To be frank, my body is not that tough. I was borned with German Measels (measels or measles? Whatever!) That made me a handicap. That is a long story. Below are the summary of my past injuries.

Ankle Sprain (Rating: 5/10)
I hate this injury very much. Basically, you can't move much. Immobilised. The worst ankle sprain was during my short stint with US Navy Soccer Club. I played for them for 3 months and during one of the free kick trainings, i got a heavy fall on my ankle and i sprained it pretty bad. I lined up for a shot at goal and all i thought was to curl the ball like Beckham, haha, and my eyes were engrossed on the travelling ball. The trajectory and speed of the ball wasn't that bad but i forgot one thing; what goes up must come down. No, not the ball but I forgot about my right leg. After kicking the ball, i landed on my right ankle and it instantly swelled up pretty badly. I could hear some crunching sound upon impact with the ground. I was out of action for 2 months.

Shin Spleen/ Split Shin (Rating: 3/10)
This injury is not that bad but it is damn irritating. It usually happens when you have not conditioned your body, especially your legs, before you put yourself on a tough physical exercise regime or you do not rest your legs long enough. I got this injury during my stay in TRACOM and HTA. You can still run but it will be uncomfortable.

Right Knee (Open Patella) (Rating: 5/10)
This is yet another painful injury. My first injury of this sort was when i was training for selection for JJC Soccer Team. As you train often, your knee ligament will dry up and if you do not let it recuperate, it will be a permanent damage. Now my knee seems fine because it has been a while since i got myself involved in any callistechnic. Haha. This is a popular injury amongst soccer players and till now at times, i would wear an open patella knee guard.

Right Shoulder Ligament (Rating: 8/10)
Oh boy! Fucking painful. I couldn't even move my right hand at all. I got this injury during a rugby friendly match for my college against Jurong Institute. The referee called for a penalty against us and my scrumhalf did a quick tap and i asked for the ball without realising that there weren't any support. I picked the ball and tried to bulldoze my way trough the fortress of JI players. One Indian chap gave an illegal high tackle and he brought me down. I landed on my right shoulder first and i swear, the moment i landed on the ground, i shouted like pussy. It was damn painful. Actual recuperation period is between 2 and 3 months but i started training after 1 month. There is no scar for this injury but there is a lump on my right shoulder. It still hurts and i can crackle my right shoulder now and it will produce a disgusting crackling sound. Ouch!

Left Shoulder Ligament (Rating: 7/10)
This is the same type of injury as the above-mentioned injury. I got this during a rugby match between JJC and RJC. I managed to side tackle this RJC guy and like before, i landed akwardly.

Minor Lis-franc Dislocation (Rating 9/10)
This injury is the dislocation of my 1st and 2nd metartarsal of my right leg. The pain rating says it all. Damn and fucking painful. I couldn't even get out of the bed without my dad's help. I do not know how i manage to get home in the first place right after the injury. I kept walking and walking until i was finally home. I got it during one of Team JJC Soccer's friendly match. It was against Tanglin secondary school. I saw this lose ball and decided to clear it when my own team mate, Lyn Tween, a Burmese guy, did a two footed challenge. It wasn't his fault as he didn't see my coming. Till now, i have difficulty walking.

Degeneration of the lower spinal cord (Rating: 9/10)
This is a long term injury and it can not be cured without operation. My father got the same injury as I. Basically, i can't be bothered to go to any specialised doctors because i already knew what i am suffering from. My father got the same syptom of this injury. At first everything will be alright as the pain resembles that of normal back ache. Then the situation will worsen and from small pain, you will get prolong pang. The feeling is like somebody is splitting your spine into two.I got this injury when i wrestled my friend in those days in secondary school. Your whole day will be ruined because of this injury. You can't sit properly for a long period of time. You can't walk properly. You can't sleep peacefully. Basically, your life will change. Mine had! What i heard from my friend is that if this injury goes untreated, i can be bedridden for life. Something to ponder...

Laceration of upper lip (Rating: 3/10)
Not that painfull at all. When i first caught a glimpse of myself right after the incident, i thought i am going to look uglier. Haha. My upper lip almost splitted into two. Blood was oozing at first but stopped after a while. I needed 9 stitches in total.

Sprain of my right toe (Rating: 6/10)
Quite painful and at the same time irritating. This is the case when i miskicked a ball.

Swelling of the right heel (Rating: 6.5/10)
I can't move properly with this injury. I got this two months ago. I wanted to block a shot by bringing up my right leg and i forgot to bring it down gently. I accidentally stomp my right foot on the ground.

Internal bleeding of the brain (Rating: 8.5/10)
There was a blood clot in my brain and i have to be brought to a Neuro specialist in TTSH. I lost all my short term memory and right after the injury, i felt like vomitting. I got this injury in secondary school when my friend did a Russian Leg Sweep on me during our wrestling activity. Haha. I told my parents that i fell down the stairs. The CAT scan cost my dad 350 bucks!

Dead legs (Rating: 7.5/10)
Damn irritating as you can't move much with this injury. This is my favourite injury as i got many MCs during TRACOM time. The doctor can't basically check whether that muscle group of your injured leg is really swollen because it is difficult to do so. The doctors will usually give you MCs. Haha.I usually got this injury after rugby trainings.

Hamstring (Rating: 7.5/10)
A very famous amongst sportmen especially sprinters and soccer players. The worst i got was during my college days. After i disrupted my NS, i resumed my rugby training for my college while i was having a swollen buttocks. Thus, i couldn't run properly and have to use much of my hamstring so much so that it almost got torn. I missed most of the rugby matches because of this injury.

Broken Heart (Rating: only God knows)
If you can avoid this injury, i encourage you to because all injuries have their cures except this injury. This injury might be a result of loneliness or simply because someone hurt your feelings. Damn painful. This injury is worse than death. This is my worst injury. Sigh!

Possible injuries/ diseases

heart disease
lung cancer
diabetes
throat cancer
parkinson disease
high blood pressure
alzeihmer
more serious broken heart

The lesson to be learned from my experience is that you really have to take care of your body. Your body is sacred. You need to use your body till you are old. Don't smoke because it is really bad for your health. It is of no use to suffer later when you are old. The damage is irreversible. All those advices above are from my AD. Haha. Obviously not from me. I live with this principle, 'Pain is temporary. Glory is forever.' Long live King Crippler!

Mee Siam Mai Ham

2006-08-27T22:55:00.000+08:00

Mr Brown oh Mr Brown. Haha. He's a damn funny guy. Mr Miyagi is funny too. Just recently, a friend of mine sent me the latest Mr Brown's show and it was about National Day Rally Speech 2006. Muahaha. A parody of Lee Hsien Loong speech and Black Eyed Peas' My Hump. Haha. The lyric goes something like this: 'They talk about ba chong. So i tell them mee siam mai ham..mai ham...mai ham...mai ham (according to the tune and melody of My Hump by BEP). Damn funny! Sadly, Mr Brown and Talking Cock Co. were heavily ticked off by LHL during the rally speech. Oh come on! Where is freedom of speech? It is not like they (Mr Brown and Talking Cock Co.) have defamed the government. All they do is that they relay some of the important messages, facts and news through parodies. Sometimes they make fun of politicians and others in their talk shows but have they ever defamed them? Did Mr Brown accuse LHL of some thing that he didn't do? Oh please! Politicians can't really take jokes. This is creativity. The government always talk about creativity but when someone like Mr Brown does his talk show, they (the government) are now reprimanding him. Hmm, i watched the national day rally speech the other day and all the topics that were discussed were close to our hearts. Even though i detest PAP, i found the points and topics brought up by LHL to be worth while listening to. The one topic that captured my attention was Heartware. Am i a true Singaporean? By birth only? I really like Singapore but i do not favour the life style in Singapore. Too hectic and stressful. So am i really a Singaporean? Be rest assured that if Singapore were to be attacked by another country, I'll do my utmost to defend her. But i would love to live some where else. I know myself well. I can't take that much of a pressure. Why take the pressure when you can avoid it? Right? Most probably i would love to live in New Zealand, Indonesia or Malaysia. Talking about Indonesia. Yesh, it reminds me of Iluh. Haha. I called her once i returned to Singapore and we talked for a while. She still remembers me! Haha. Now i realise something. You really can't love someone you do not know. Well, it is hard to trust someone but it is also morally wrong to judge them by their looks and what they do. Only God can judge his creation. I think we shall just be friends. I messaged her couple of times and she replied. I guess that is how it should be. Just friends. I shall visit Bali in January. Gosh, life is some times unfair. You often hear this phrase, especially in many Economic textbook, 'The rich is getting richer and the poor is getting poorer.' But have you heard this phrase before, 'The rich is getting more stupid and the poor is getting more clever'? I personally believe so because just look at how the rich spend their money. Some splurge on things that are white elephants. Look at the Prince of Brunei. He has a castle with many rooms but does he really need all that rooms? Maybe to store his money? Haha. Or store his 'dirty laundry'? Haha. Do you actually need clothes that cost many times it's actual cost price? Not at all. Why buy clothes in the first place when people are beginning to live in a medieval or jurassic period? People are nowadays semi-nude. To make things more complex, the not-enough-cloth clothes are also that damn expensive. With that money, you can help feed the poor. When you wear Prada, Palestinians are wearing Prata. When you wear Gucci, orphans of India are wearing Gunny (gunny sacks). Ponder this! I'm not saying that i have never splurge on expensive stuff. I've bought jersies that are expensive before but the difference is that i do not buy them often. Yeap, when you look at human's uncanny and ill behaviour, you can sense that the world is coming to an end. But people are making the situation more difficult. Sigh. In office, there are some many hypocrites. Just last Friday, i attended the Exercise Pandora and this White Crow irritated me. First, he called me gemuk (fat). He's fat too. Fuck him lah. Secondly, he told me to do stupid stuff likes climbing trees to pluck rambutans and run to the TAV to call it to come to Director. Gorblok have the Sgt's handphone number. He can always call the TAV to come to the meeting point instead of me going there to call it. Siao! When i told No to his dumb order, he told me that i have to learn to say Yes because there are things that could be learned during the process. I was already damn mad at him. Feel like choke-slamming him to hell! For God sake, no body calls me fat. I can run faster than most slim guys and oh please White Crow, i look better than you! Haha. See what i mean? The world is littered with stupid and ill-mannered people and also hypocrites. I hope the government can organise a Kill Hypocrites Day. Till then...

Nostalgic Songs

2006-08-27T22:14:00.000+08:00

I'm like crazy over old malay songs. I've downloaded some of P Ramlee's songs. They are quite nice. Not that bad. I'm listening to some of the songs that i used to listen whilst growing up. Nico, KRU, Sheila Majid, Feminin, 4U2C and etc. Gosh, i could still my childhood epoch. Full of adventures, scoldings and accidents. Haha. I would love to share the lyrics of those songs with you guys. Enjoy!

Nico - Engkau Dan Aku

(Engkau perlukan aku) X4
Engkau dan aku
Kali pertama
Menjeling mata
Hatiku pun tergoda
Aku tertawan
Dengan sikapmu
Kini ku pun tahu
Kau sayang kepadaku
Cinta yang suci
Kekal abadi
Cinta yang tulus
Cinta yang kekal ini
Mengapa kita harus berpura
Seolah tiada cinta antara kita

Engkau perlukan aku
Aku cinta padamu
Kerana ku tahu
Kau sayang kepadamu
Ku tak relak menunggu
Hanya engkau untuk ku
Usah lagi engkau cuba
Menjauhkan dirimu

Engkau perlukan aku
Kenangan lalu
Terus memburu
Aku terpaku dengan kejujuranmu
Kerana penghalang
Kau melafazkan
Kata perpisahkan
Engkau berikan
Mengapa kini
Harus terjadi
Kata manis mu
Cinta kita yang suci
Bagaikan mimpi
Mimpi yang negeri
Harap kau mengerti
Tentang diriku ini

Engkau perlukan aku
Aku cinta padamu
Kerana ku tahu kau sayang padaku
Ku tak rela menunggu
Hanya enkgau untuk ku
Usah lagi engkau cuba
Menjaukan diri mu
Engkau perlukan aku
Aku cinta pada ku
Kerana ku tahu kau sayang pada ku

Ku tak reala menugnggu
Hanya engkau untuk ku
Usah lagi kau cuba menjauhkan dirimu

4U2C - Kenangan Cinta

Kenangan saat berputiknya cinta bersama
Ingat semua... padaku berdua
Mengapa... kesudahan begini yang kau pinta
Mengakhirkan cinta kita
Siapa... Sebenarnya...Yang menjadi punca perpisahan kita
Cinta dan perasaanku hancur kini
Kau pergi... (kau pergi)

( korus )
Andainya engkau tahu
Perasaan ini
Ku kan pasti kau mengerti
Menangis sendiri
Pintaku hanya satu
Sebelum berlalu
Jika engkau disakiti
Pulanglah...
Kan ku nanti kau kembali oh sayang

Cowards Die Many Times Before Their Deaths

2006-08-23T21:48:00.000+08:00

Yahoo. At last i have got a partner at work. Almost half the 'pain' has been alleviated. My new buddy will be doing Shafiq's work. DSP CBH called Si Wei and me into his office and we discussed about our job scopes. The moment DSP CBH told me that Si Wei will be doing Shafiq's work, i could not help but grin from ear to ear. Hehe. Looking at Shafiq's job scope, i think it will be a suicide doing it alone. I will try to help Si Wei in organising In-service for our department. Anyway, let me digress about the topic on Ugly Singaporeans. Every morning, i will have the tendency to answer Nature's call at a toilet of a coffee shop nearest to my home. I swear every time i am there to 'invest', there will be this stupid Ah Pek who would be in the toilet. God knows what he often does inside. I have no problem with people using the toilet for a long period of time but at least have the courteousy to flush it after use. If i ever chance upon that old man after he used the toilet without flushing it, i swear i will let out a swing and punch his teeth down his throat. What an ugly Singaporean! Anyway, i do not see a point of having a blog just to be in the lime light. A blog is some place where you should vent your anger at or write what your heart feels. It should not be about a scripture for others to praise you or worst still, for members of the opposite sex to praise you 24/7. If the blog is good, then it is good. Do not worry too much. Might as well put the blog address on the newspaper for publicity sake. I am not saying that my blog is good or i am damn correct but what i want to assert is the creativity aspect and the writing culture that a blog can offer. It (the blog) does not have to be about placating others because that defeats the purpose of blogging. Blogging is raw, creative, inspiring and many more. Not about placating and appeasing others. It is all about yourself. I can not be bothered if people love or detest my blog because none of them defines what i am. Earlier, a jerk put some stupid things, and i believe it was not supposed to be a jest, and obviously he had a scam. He wanted to irritate me. Then came a she-male who insulted me on my blog. I can take critics but one thing that antagonises me is insults. If that person is good, take me on in a ring then and i will show him or her what life is all about. Fuckers! Cowards!

"Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, it seems to me most strange that men should fear;Seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come". Julius Caesar Quote (Act II, Scene II).

I have always adhere to the above-mentioned famous quote in the play, Julius Caesar, by William Shakespeare. I don't understand some people! Sigh! Singaporeans are unique and boy they are! Bleargh!

Lucky?

2006-08-20T00:21:00.000+08:00

Lucky things seemed to happen to me this week. First, i was involved in IMF and have to report to work on Friday at 7am. I asked my dad to send me to NPPK and i was in the office 2 minutes before 7am. I realised i couldn't walk comfortably because of a corn on my right foot. It was damn irritating. I decided to tell Rizal about my condition and he told me to report sick. I was damn glad when i was given the green light to skip Exercise Pandora 4. I swear such exercises are a pristine waste of time. I bet the SPF can't handle real riot. Give me a break! So far, the riots thrown unto them are controlled by some caucasians and the riots are not as violent as the riots that happened overseas. Bull shit! Anyway, after reporting sick, i went to Teka Market to have my breakfast. Thosai. Haha.I ordered one plain thosai and one thosai with egg. Do you know what i received? A plain thosai and one Masala Thosai. I just ate the both of them anyway since i was really hungry. Guess what i found in the masala thosai? Nope. Not love but a 10 cent coin. Haha. How lucky could i be? After breakfast, i went home straight. Sian. The new guy, my partner for my team, just came this Friday and Hadi told me that he looks like an Ah Beng. Haha. I have yet to meet him and i hope, i really hope, we can work together well. I just want an easy life there in SIRD. 1 year and 17 days to ORD. Quite a long way but i will live life a day at a time. I'll try to learn useful skills whilst in SIRD. We had soccer match yesterday and we lost to Team Coke from NTU. They played well but we were equal to them. The score for first half was 2 all. Then we lost. Sigh. However, i realise that we are beginning to play better. Not bad! I played as defensive midfielder and i was out of position most of the time. I may lack in speed and positioning skill but i counter that weaknesses with my aggression. Thank you Rugby. Gosh. I miss Rugby! There's a saying. It goes something like this; 'If i have a chance to have a wife in heaven or play rugby in hell, i'd sell my wife to the devil and crash in hell!' Hell yeah! Haha. Gosh, i'm already missing Bali. I don't know whether to return to Bali this December or not because i'm short of cash this few months. Life in Bali is so relaxing and laid back. Just my type. Then there are the sun, sand and sea. My playground!Gosh. I just don't like living in Singapore. Full of shitty people. Most are ruffians with no honour and etiquette. I have come to a point of realisation. I've realised my liking for the Balinese girl is pure lust. Haha. But i think it is fine to befriend her. I don't even know her. There's a malay saying, 'Tak kenal maka tak cinta.' Translation: 'If you do not know some thing or some one, ofcourse you can't like it or that person.' Haha. I'm just crazy lah! Haha. But one thing is for sure. I'm returning to Bali. Ini bukan basa-basi (in Bahasa Indonesia). It means this is not fake. I think there are many nice girls in Singapore. There isn't a need to look thousands of miles away for a girl. There's one here. A Sino one. Hehe. Gosh, so mushy. Aight, logging out! Here are some of the photos i took whilst in Bali.

Testing 1-2-3

2006-08-18T21:08:00.000+08:00

Testing 1 2 3. I have signed up for Photobucket and the picture above is kind of a test. That was drawn by me in college when i was bored in Economic lecture. Nina and Huishan called me a Carebear. Thus, i decided to draw a Carebear except that it is an evil version. Hehe.

Life Is A Journey. Enjoy The Ride.

2006-08-13T08:10:00.000+08:00

What a terrible week it is for me. Many bad and unlucky things happened. Firstly, one of my colleague attempted suicide on the national day. It was a sad week for my department. On Thursday, no body wanted to say anything and the office was damn quiet. I went to visit my colleague 2 days ago at Tan Tock Seng Hospital and she was really in a bad condition. I will pray for her best. God knows what is best. I failed my Final Theory Test (FTT) and it was as expected. Haha. Friday was the test and i started to study the book of previous questions on Thursday night. Haha. Never mind! I will do better next time. On Friday itself, i accompanied Sadiq to Queensway. He wanted to buy a pair of soccer boots and i wanted to buy some boot studs and a rugby apparel. We went there and spent almost 2 hours searching for boots. After Sadiq bought his boots, it was my turn to do some small scale shopping. We went to the 2nd level to look for the Mizuno shop and we went round and round but could not find the shop. I asked one of the shop keeper and he told me the shop is just next door. I was damn happy but that happiness lived shortly. The shop was closed. Fuck! Then, we went down to the 1st storey to look for my boot studs and almost all the shops that i went to, the guy at the counter would say that the have run out of boot studs that i wanted. What the fuck! I went out of that shopping mall empty handed. The next day, which was yesterday, was another unlucky day for me. I wanted to buy a concession for my eZ-link card and had to make my way to Choa Chu Kang MRT interchange. However, the counter was closed and it would only open at 12 noon. What the fuck! I then decided to head to Orchard to get myself a pack of studs for my F50 boots. When i reached Cathay, the one beside Plaza Singapura, i was flabbergasted to find out that the shop would only be opened at 12 noon too. What the fuck! I made my way to the nearest coffee shop, the one at Short Street at Zion Place, to have a cup of tea and few fags. I sat there for about half and hour doing nothing. Finally i went back to the adidas boutique to purchase the studs. After that, i headed to Boon Lay to meet my friends for a soccer match. Little did i know that i was there early. We were supposed to meet at 3.15pm and i was there at 1.55pm. What the fuck! I went to the nearest convenient store and grabbed an energy drink and Newsweek magazine to occupy my time. Newsweek is not bad. I usually read Time magazine. Finally my friends showed up at 3.15pm and some were late. As usual, Malay Promise. Haha. The match was played at Jurong West Secondary School and some surprise players turned up. Khai and Wan were there. We won convincingly and the score was 5-3. I played as centre back with Zaid and it was damn tiring. It was my worst match especially in the second half where i got to play as right back. I was out-paced by the opponent's winger. It is not that i am not pacey but it is just that i did not have any gas left in the second half. Sian! Sunday seems to be a boring day of the week. Harun and I went to Peninsula Plaza to shop and guess what i bought? Yahoooooooooooo! I forked out $95 for the newest Manchester United jersey. This is the type of jersey that Man U will be wearing for the upcoming season. The jersey was damn cheap. I bought it without delay. I am a hard core Man U fan and what is a Man U fan without a Man U jersey? The jersey made up for the sadness for this week. At least there is something to be happy about. Life is a bitch filled with many obstacles. Life is funny too. Life is after all a journey. Sit back and enjoy the ride!

What Happens In Bali, Remains In Bali (28.07.06 - 30.07.06)

2006-07-30T19:57:00.000+08:00

The trip to Bali was really an eye opener for me. It was quite a good experience. Below is the summary of my trip.

Day 1
I reached air port early and i have to thank Soon Teck for driving Hadi and I there. We had a heavy break fast at one of the canteen of the air port. We checked in at the Garuda counter early and the plane took off at around 10.30am or so. We had to proceed to Jakarta first to wait for another flight which will bring us to Soeharto-Hatta airport. We reached Bali in the afternoon and after which we made our way to the Bali Hard Rock Hotel. It is a 5 stars hotel and the facade and facilities were magnificent. We quickly changed into our shorts and t-shirt and headed to the Kuta beach to have a slow walk to enjoy the scenery. The scenery of the beach was breath-taking although it was a bit crowded with people. We walked the whole stretch of Jalan Raya Pantai Kuta. The roads in Bali resembled that of the roads of Johor Bahru. However, the places seemed to be pretty clean. We searched high and low for restaurants that could provide us with the local cuisine and we found this Chinese restaurant that does sell local food. I couldn't find any halal restaurants and have to result to eating non-halal food. I was cautious too in ordering food in that restaurant. I ordered fried rice with crab and it was damn awful. I really have no choice and I hope God will forgive me for this. Gosh. I swear i will never do it again. My colleagues did a bit of road side shopping and gosh, they bargained a lot. Typical Singaporeans! We chanced upon a massage parlour, a decent one, that charges 75000 rupiah for a whole body massage. I did not want to go for the massage because i only trust my private massager cum physiotherapist. While waiting for our turn, we waited outside the massage parlour. We were pestered by a group of children who tried to sell leg bands. They were selling them at expensive prices. I did not buy any of the leg bands because i condone no child slavery or exploitation. I am sure they earn lesser than what they sell. After the massage, we went to straight back to our hotel to prepare ourselves to club. After all of us were ready, we headed to Jalan Legian where the whole stretch of road provides entertainment because there are many clubs, pubs and discos. Basically, i went to all of them. That was my first time clubbing and it was a magnificent experience. First stop was Paddy's Club. It was the club that the terrorists bombed couple of years back. It was pretty boring because there weren't many people in it. An hour later, we went to The Bounty and it was superb. I bet it was better than any clubs in Singapore. The crowd there was spontaneous. I decided to dance and danced i did. Shafiq, Farhan and i went to the centre spot, just infront of the stage, to dance. Then i saw Hadi on the stage and i decided to join him. I was there infront of the crowd dancing crazily and haphazardly. I didn't know what kind of dancing i was executing. Haha. The crowd went wild every time the DJ changed songs. The club is on the second storey and when the crowd danced, the place felt like as if it was going to crumble. Damn fun! Then most of us decided head back to the hotel but only Shafiq, Farhan, Hadi and I stayed. The four of us went to Embargo to party till dusk. Embargo was 'happening', a local term for lively. Haha. The place was very crowded so much so that we had little space to move around. At around 4 in the morning, we decided to return to the hotel. We managed to hail a taxi and returned to our hotel, not before bargaining for the fare. We managed to bargain from 60,000 rupiah to 10,000 rupiah. Haha.

Day 2
I woke up late and had my breakfast at the hotel's restaurant. The food was scrumptous and delicious. I tried most of the food that they served. Hehe. Then off we go to our own trip. 'Bulb' apparently have this friend of his who drove us around Bali and our first stop was this volcano. I've forgotten the name of the volcano. We made our way up to this mountain through meandering roads at break neck speed. I was asleep most of the time. Haha. When we reach the mountain top, we were mesmerised by the beautiful scenery of the volcano. We couldn't be on the volcano physically because there are no roads at all. Instead, we have to view to volcano on a nearby mountain. We took time to enjoy the scenery and then our favourite activity; eating. Haha. This restaurant that we dine in is not an ordinary restaurant. It is located on top of the mountain, just on the highest slope. We could pratically sit on one of the table which is located on the edge of the mountain, if you know what i mean. It was fucking cold. The whole experience was magnificent. After that, we went to Sukawati Whole Sale Art Market and did some shopping. I didn't buy anything. Haha. Then we headed to this restaurant in Sanur that serves Minang food and i didn't dig in because i was too damn full. After dinner, we headed to this message parlour, Balinese Oriental Message, Spa and Reflexology at Jalan Setia Budi No. 234 Kuta, Bali. When we entered the parlour, i was surprised to see all the messagers in a room that looked like a fish tank and then i instanly knew that we were at the wrong place to look for a massage. All my friends wanted to go for a massage and i so i just joined in the fun. We have to pick our ladies and my seniors booked the beautiful ones and we have not much choices left. 'Bulb' wanted to choose this lady but i grabbed her before he could even breathe. Haha. This messager of mine is very pretty too. Before we entered our room, i told her that i only wanted a professional message and no hanky-panky. She did an overhaul massage on me and it was not that bad. Amidst the treatment, we engaged ourselves in conversation. I asked for her name and she told me that her name is Iluh. She's a Hindu. We talked from food to sport and from religion to her personal life. She's not living with parents who live in the kampung area of Bali. She's now living with her 9 years old sister near that massage parlour. She had just started work and have been with the massage parlour for only 1 month. We talked and talked and talked until we came to a silence. I told her Balinese are very friendly and beautiful people and out of no where she asked me some very hard-to-answer questions. First, she asked me whether i have girlfriend and i told her that i don't have. She again asked me as to why i do not have a girlfriend. I just told her that i don't have time. She said that i was kidding and my reason wasn't good enough. I told her again that i really do not have the time. Then we went into silence again. I digressed and again, she asked me why i do not have a partner. I didn't answer her. Then for the very first time, someone called me a 'ganteng'. Ganteng means handsome in Bahasa Indonesia. I was like 'what the hell'. I laughed after she said that. She told me i'm quite hilarious. Then came the ultimate question. She asked me why i picked her. I couldn't say i feel that she's pretty, could i? So i just told her this, 'Like i've said, Balinese girls are pretty just like her.' I know it was damn lame. After all was done, she led me out of the room and i thanked her. The whole treatment lasted for one hour and after the treatment, i realised that i have chatted with her for 40min and the remaining 20min was the actual massage treatment. I don't mind the cost as the 40min chatting session was a fruitful one. Just before we left, i went to her and asked for her handphone number and she wrote it on a piece of paper. I managed to take a picture with her. Hehe. Some people said that whatever the massagers said might not be true, i think otherwise for i sense sincerity in her. Just by chatting, i have this sense that she was sincere. I could see sadness in her eyes. Who would want to end up like what she is now? Some how, i believe her. Call me stupid or naive, but i believe her. Just don't ask why. After that, we returned to our hotel to dress up to party again. First stop was the dangdut parlour. It was damn cool. It was my first time going to a dangdut joint. I admit i have the moves when it comes to dangdut. So natural. I prefer the live music to the KTV. Haha. Richard and I ended up singing stupid songs from Westlife, BSB and Fool's Garden while Bulb and Shafiq... hahaha (if you know what i mean)...after dangdut, we went to the same clubs and pubs we went the day before. We partied until 4am in the morning.

Day 3 (The Finale)
I woke up late again and i had late breakfast with my friends. They ate quite fast and i was left all alone. Great, this was what i needed. I was all alone. Tranquility. Peace. I needed them all. Reflection. Yeah, i did some reflection. I discovered 3 things. I was a moron in Bali. Secondly, i realised what i need all along is my self-belief. I sat there alone, smoking and drinking coffee while doing some reflection. Lastly, i discovered, EUREKA!, i'm in love with Bali. Such a nice place. However, sad to say i would be leaving Bali behind. I went back to my hotel room to pack my bag and after packing my stuff, i headed to the lobby to wait for my other colleagues. We left Hard Rock Hotel Bali at noon and we went straight to the air port. We boarded a Garuda flight and we landed on Singapore at around 4.30pm. After that, couple of us went to the perfume shop to collect our cologne that we bought earlier before we went to Bali. I bought a Davidoff Cool Water and it was worth the buy. A nice smell for the price of $69 after 20% discount all thank to Hadi. I reached home at about 7pm.

Lessons learnt:
1) I have learned many things in Bali. Firstly, i've learned not to judge people by their faces or by what they do. We always like to criticise people who do low pay jobs like masseur or even road sweeper but in actual fact, we are actually criticising ourselves. We failed to see their inner beauty. What they do and what they are inside are totally different things. I agree with you guys if you detest the job of a masseur, road sweeper or even a prostitute but don't ever discount or look down on them because some times they really have no choice. Would you criticise a road sweep if that worker is your mom? After all, they are humans like us. Instead of looking down on them, we should change them. What's the use of words if there are no actions? I know it is really difficult to change the paradigm of a community let alone a nation but this should be a collective effort.

2) You have to follow the correct role model. It is easy to influence others but it is difficult to influence one self. In order to be successful in life, you have to be yourself. Take what is good from others and discard what is bad. I, for instace, didn't know that i can get swayed easily by others until my trip to Bali was over. I've always thought i was stong mentally. To regret is just a waste of time and what i should do instead is to learn from my mistakes. To err is human but to 're-err', thy name ought to be 'Fool'.

3) Seeing the beauty of both the beautiful ebony and clear sky, the majestic flow of sea water and the beauty of towering volcanoes and mountains, it has certainly strengthen my belief of God. No body can create such beauties. I know i haven't been a good Muslim but i vow to change. Even though clubbing is a nice activity, i admit, but what good will it churn up for you? You go there just to blow your money away. There are also other clean and fun activities to do.

Lastly, i just want to say that i'll be going back to Bali in December to enjoy, relax and most importantly, find her. You can call me stupid, blur fuck, dumb, crap, shit or whatever and i won't give a damn. I don't care if it is a crush or lust, i'm going back to find her. May God be with me.

Hahahahahahaha

2006-07-24T22:05:00.000+08:00

Today is a hilarious day. Lots of funny stuffs happened. The whole funny stuffs started me 'Bulb', one of my supervisor. We had this talk at ICA and we headed there at around 12.15pm. After William parked the mini-bus, Buld lead us the way to the lift. He lead us to the wrong way and he didn't admit his mistake. I wanted to laugh at his antic. Then, whilst Farhan was talking to DSP CBH on my handphone, Bulb interrupted. This was his actual words, 'William, no need to bring the digicam. Digital camera is enough.' Wahahahaha. That was the joke of the century! He's a 'blur' guy. Then, after we are done with the talk, we headed back to NPPK and once we reached the gentry point, every body took out their passes. I have forgotten when i placed mine. I thought i put it in my left pocket of my pants. I dip my hand into that pocket and quickly flashed the pass to the CISCO guard. Manda was laughing at me. I was actually holding a diskette. I put it back into my pocket and reached out for my pass but i took out another diskette instead. So embarassing. Manda then told me that my pass is actually clinging on my left breast pocket. Wahahahaha. Blur fuck i am. Another funny incident involved the key of our Fast Responce Car (FRC). I have been searching it since morning and couldn't find it. I went through Shafiq's and Richard's drawer but couldn't find it. Apparently, Shafiq was the last one who drove the FRC. So, i thought the key was with him. I panicked because if he loses the key, not only him who will be on the chopping block, i'll be in hot soup too. Being forgetful, i had this feeling that Shafiq had given me the key. Out of no where, DSP CBH appeared and he asked me what i was searching for. I told him i was searching for the FRC's key. He shouted this at me, 'Blur Fuck!' He brought me to my work station and he showed me that the key was all the while infront of my computer. What the hell! I'm a blur fuck. Wahahaha. My search for the key since morning was for nothing. Gosh. I couldn't help but laughed at myself. Well, laughter seems to be the best medicine. Hahahahahaha.

People = Shit

2006-07-22T23:12:00.000+08:00

The band,Slipknot, has a point. People really equals shit, well for some. I really can't understand some people. I promise i won't mention any names in this entry. I went for an exercise another night with my boss and we were in this TAV (Tactical Assault Vehicle) with couple of other officers. Our mission was simple. Box in the rioters and snatch-arrest them. My boss was the commander for that exercise and he commanded from the TAV. The exercise ended relatively early because the tactic used was effective. However, what people didn't see, i'm so glad they didn't, was that there was a riot in our TAV itself. The situation in the TAV seemed like there wasn't any leader in it. The so called leader looked like Darth Vader, hahahaha, and most of his command was muffled by noise made by other leader wannabes. This particular officer really needs a slap in the face. Even the marshal that was sitting in our TAV shook her head in shock. He was busy telling people, especially boss, what to do like as if he was the honcho. He was obviously sucking up to the boss. I didn't understand him. He still have the cheek to 'carry balls' even amidst the exercise. Some people really do not know when not to 'carry balls'. I felt like puking seeing his stupid actions in the TAV. So disgusting! Sigh. Can't he just leave the boss to lead? Why did he have to be a busybody? Does he know that too many cooks spoil the broth? Never mind! I can't understand some Singaporeans too. They are damn idiotic. Just look the road in the morning especially on the expressway. Just because of a minor incident, say a vehicle breakdown, some drivers would slow down to take a look at what is happening. This creates massive traffic jam especially during rush hour. Sigh. Then there's Israel. I just tuned in to CNA and there was a report stating that the Zionist were gearing up and mustering soldiers to invade Lebanon. I don't really understand the Zionists. They are really asking for troubles. Oh boy! They are in deep shit. This proves that people really equals shit. Long live Slipknot!

KLP, LNA, TLP, IPPT, CCB, BUTOH, FUCK LAH

2006-07-18T22:35:00.000+08:00

Stressful year ahead of me. Shafiq have just handed over his duties to me and it was damn messy and cumbersome. I have to do both Richard's and Shafiq's work. That is absurd. I have no problem with it but the only problem is my forgetfulness. Like i've mentioned in my earlier entry, absent-mindedness is my worst sickness. Whatever! I just hope i won't screw things up. Weird things are beginning to happen to me. Haha. I can't help but laugh at myself. Just after i had my lunch today, i rushed to the lift area to proceed to ICA to get my passport. However, i decided to piss first due to 'high tide'. I entered a toilet and quickly went to a cubicle to pee. I locked the cubicle's door and few seconds later, amidst answering Nature's call, i heard some voices but i ignored it. I was happily pissing when i realised those voices were that of 2 females. I thought to myself, 'Why on Earth would some ladies enter a male toilet?' Oh my God! I was in the wrong toilet. No wonder the tiles in the toilet are pink in colour. I panicked a bit but managed to remain calm. I decided not to get out of the cubicle and let the 2 ladies get out of the toilet first. After they left, i made a quick dash out of the toilet, hoping that no one would catch me red handed. I sigh to myself after the incident. Shit like that happens in life. Haha. I ponder...

It Hurts To Smile

2006-07-17T21:22:00.000+08:00

There's a saying, 'A smile is a charity.' However, they didn't say it will hurt to smile. Haha. It is damn difficult for me to smile today as the injury is amidst healing. When i smile, there will be a pang in my upper lip but i don't really care. I'm not known to frown always and thus, i tried to smile in any way possible today. The healing process is so far so good. The swelling is beginning to subdue but unfortunately, a scar will remain there. Gosh, what worse could possibly happen to me? Well, it is fine to scar your lips but never scar your heart. Haha. Anyway, I don't know how to cure this illness of mine. I keep forgetting stuff. I'm afraid of being reprimanded in work for my forgetfulness. I swear it is not my fault. I have a short term memory and i can't remember things well. I realise this when i was in college and it has been happening until now. When i was in college, my teachers would scold me for not bringing my homework. The truth is, i can't remember where i put it. This happened all the time. I remembered doing all of my homework, well most of them, but i would not remember where i last kept it. So sad. I'm damn afraid i will screw things up in my department due to my forgetfulness. Help! Anyway, what is bothering me is the fact that the Zionists are stirring up troubles again in the middle-east. They are just too proud and arrogant. After stealing lands, the have the cheek to kill others. What kind of bastards are they? I'll give you an analogy. You bought a house and thus the house is yours. Couple of years down the road, the police chased you out because you failed to pay for the house. Somebody took over the house and thus the house is his now. Out of no where, you decided to return to your former house. You broke into it and you ousted the owner out. Does that house legally belong to you even after you have been living in it for eons of years after the break in? The crook in the analogy that i've just given is Israel. They have no shame. I'm not against the people of Israel but i detest their government to the core. The Palestinians have the right to have their land back. It is theirs after all. I don't see the need for the US to intervene. I don't think this war will ever end because it is just not about politics, but about religion, pride and supremecy. I'm not an extremist but even if you are in Singapore, the law entitles you the right of private defence to your property and life. When the Palestinians kill the Zionists, the world calls it Terrorism but when the Zionists kill the Palestinians, the 'blinds' call it an act of self-defence. Where does the truth lies then? The Palestinians are also stupid. Amidst war with the Zionists, they are also waging wars against themselves. Why can't they just unite and fight? I don't understand some people. Bleargh. What the world need is love and more love.Just recently, the Zionists attacked Lebanon. Oh ho..they are really asking for troubles. They have forgotten their topography. They are in the Land of the Arabs and the last thing they should do is to anger the Arabs. Ofcourse Israel have firepower that the Arabs could only dream of but when it comes to unity, be very sure nothing beats Ukhwah Islamia (Muslim Brotherhood). This brotherhood used to conquer 3/4, if i'm not wrong, of the world. This brotherhood used to beat the Crusades. Well, i just hope people would someday sit down to talk. What's the use of fighting? God gave us brains to think with. Only animals fight without reason. Lame lame!

The Laceration

2006-07-16T22:34:00.000+08:00

Yesterday's soccer match was fine. My team won with a score of 4 to 1. I was one of the goal scorers. It was early in the game where the score was even at nil. We had a corner and one of my team mate placed the ball to take it whilst the opponents were congregating at the penalty box busy marking my team mates. No body was marking me and i was standing somewhere 20 metres outside the penalty box. No body was marking me and thus i decided to run towards my team mate who was about to take the corner kick. He passed me the ball and without any hesitation, i lined up for the shot and it was a first time shot. The ball sailed towards the right end of the goal post and the opponent couldn't do any thing about the shot. Still, i believe my strength in soccer is my powerful and accurate shooting skill. Again, i celebrated alone after the goal. I do not know why people don't celebrate my goals. Maybe because they are jealous? Haha. Just jesting. In the second half, i was a defender and i swear i faultered alot of times. I'm used to playing as a defensive midfielder and defending is not my forte. The opponent's only goal was due to my stupid mistake. While we were busy attacking, our opponent managed to entercept a ball and they quickly countered us. Imran was with the ball dribbling infront of me. I quickly launched a sliding tackle which went horribly wrong. Imran decided to jump over me to avoid any clash but the blades of his boots caught my face and all i could remember was a loud knock i received. The next second i knew was that i was on the floor. Being used to heavy knocks due to rugby, i managed to shake off the knock and amidst that, i thought to myself, 'I've experience this before and i don't know when.' I swear if seemed like dejavu. I got up and the next thing i knew i tasted blood. I touched my lips and discovered blood and a lacerated upper lip. I told the referee that i've got laceration and the referee told me to stop playing. If it wasn't for the referee, i would have continued playing. Anyway, i sauntered back to the sport pavillion and i quickly took my wallet and handphone and headed to Tan Tock Seng Hospital. 3.5 hours after my hospital admission, i received my stitching and i was damn painful. It took the doctor, a Tagalog lady by the name of Malanie Matteo, 9 stitches to seal up my bust up lip. It was devastating. The doctor told me the injury will leave a scar. I'll look different. So sad. But what an experience it was.

Nostalgia

2006-07-10T22:31:00.000+08:00

Every time i look back at my JC life, it will draw a smile on my face. What have i done so far in college? Nothing! Haha. In J1, i didn't study at all. My day in college from morning until night but i didn't study at all. In the morning, classes would start as normal and when the school bell rang, to the basketball court my friends and i would go to. No, we didn't play basketball but soccer. This was our habit for the whole of our J1. Then, when preliminary exam was just around the corner, we started to panick but eventually, most of us managed to be promoted to J2. My results were pretty bad. B for C-Maths, E for Physics, F for Economics, B4 for Malay and C5 for General Paper. Haha. When came J2, i started to play Rugby for the college. The training was tough. I planned to mug but due to the taxing rugby training, my plannings were all futile. I ended sleeping for my study period. I came to school just to slack and play rugby. When the rugby A division season was about to begin, we started to slack in our academics even more. I would come to school and then straight to the Malay Cultural Society room to slack, smoke and sleep. Couple of my rugby mates would cramp the room and when it was sleeping time, i swear the room would resemble packed tunas, except for the tomato sauce. Haha. This bad habit ended when the rugby season was over. After that, it was time to study for A level but most of us thought it was too late. Most of the rugby guys didn't do well but most managed to get to the universities except me. I repeated but at least i didn't regret repeating. It was fruitful. During my J3, i studied hard to make up for the 2 years of shenanigans. It was really difficult studying for the 2 years of work that i missed but in the end it paid off. Haha. I eventually learned that procrastination is really the thief of time. Along the way, i found out that Economics is really an interesting subject and if i were given an opportunity to study Economics in university, i would grab the opportunity without looking back. I wasted a year of my life but that one year really taught me some useful lessons. I really miss mugging in college and i really miss mathematics. When you are young, you can afford to make mistakes but along the way, you must learn not to repeat them. There is a saying, 'Why make the same mistake when there are plenty of other mistakes to make?' However, i encourage others to minimise in making mistakes. It is fine to make mistake. After all, human learn best from mistakes. To err is human. Anyway, the day in the office was pedestrial. Nothing much happened. We didn't do much work and all we talked about today was about the upcoming Bali trip. I am damn excited about the trip. It'll be my first time visiting Bali. The first thing i would do when i reach Bali is to look for a massage parlour. My aching body needs a traditional Javanese massage. After hard knocks i've gotten from playing rugby, i admit my body has taken it's toll. That is one of the reasons why i quit playing rugby this year. I really miss rugby. And the next thing i would do in Bali is to slack in the beach and sun tan. Maybe i'll go for a swim. I hope Tsunami would not strike or terrorists would not bomb the place. Haha. I went to the gym today and it was tiring. The gym regime of mine just started and the first session was just a warm up. I need to condition myself first before hitting the dumb bells. Italy won the world cup. I was hoping that France would lift the cup but in the end, the Azzures took it. The best team won i guess. I hope Gattuso would go to Manchester United to beef up the midfield. Manchester will, and i swear they will, win the next season Premier League, FA cup, Champions League and World Club Cup. Haha. I'm thinking of buying a Man Utd jersey for myself. Should i buy? Errr...okay, i guess i'll buy in the next pay day. Sian. NS allowance is really not enough. I can't even feed the stray cats at the void deck with my pay. Sheesh. I hope time will pass pretty quickly for NS. I can't wait for ORD. I have a long way to go. I shall just take it easy. Live my NS life a day at a time. 6th September 2007 here i come.

The Honcho Of Honchos

2006-07-08T19:18:00.000+08:00

Guess what i have done earlier? Haha. I've actually added a comment on Nicholas Sparks' official website, www.nicholassparks.com . I'm a big fan of Nicholas Sparks' novels and i hope to write well just like him. I hope my standard of English is good but i must admit that i too create mistakes here and there. This is what i wrote on Nicholas Sparks website:

In this contemporary epoch, people disregard the beauty of love stories because of the tenacity and pace of our lives. People also tend to be entertained the most through violence, sex and rowdy music and thus, there is a decline in demand for love stories. This trend speaks a great volume of the people's current weird, sick and insensitive behaviour towards themselves and the environment around them. I must really thank Nicholas Sparks for shining ray of love and hope unto our societies. In this century, what we really need is more love and not more shenanigans. I come from Singapore and during my school days, I have a mean reputation because I am a Rugby player. However, ever since I read my first Sparks' book, A Walk To Remember, my interest for love novel grows. My friends ridiculed me for reading love novels. I am an avid fan of Nicholas Sparks' masterpieces and i have read all of his books. However, what dissatisfied me is that most of Sparks' novels are too ideal and not realistic. Nowadays, Sparks' new books like At First Sight and True Believer have a similar trend or ideas from his previous novels. From my perspective, this is a problem because i am afraid that his upcoming books will be pedestrial. Having said that, i hope Mr Sparks will do something about this problem, if it is a problem at all in the first place. Other than that, kudos to Nicholas Sparks for his brilliance and i must admit that he is the honcho of love novel.

Haha. I hope this comment get published. Anyway, today's soccer match at Punggol soccer field was horrendous. Firstly, the opposition team did not have sufficient players and we have to play eight-a-side match. It was damn taxing. Secondly, we let in 3 goals in the first half. Thirdly, our match was disrupted half way by an ugly accident. One of the oppositions contested for a ball with Hanan and he fell right outside the penalty box but it was not a foul at all. Hanan went for the lose ball when the guy was down on the floor. However, that guy managed to pull himself up and recontested for the ball again but this time, instead of getting the ball, he got a dislocated elbow. It was damn bad. We have to call Alpha-Bravo (the ambulance). Guess what? One of the SCDF medic is my friend, Benjamin, who was from my former class, 03S28. He was surprised too seeing me in Punggol. After the guy was ferried away to the nearest hospital, we carried on with the match. From 3 goals down, we went level in the second half. It was 4 goals each and we have to proceed with penalty showdown to seperate the victors from losers. Unfortunately, my team was the loser. Fadly took the first penalty for my team and his shot was stopped. Second penalty taker was me and i let my team down again and again by missing yet another penalty. How many more do i have to miss? I'm such a loser in taking penalties. Just not my forte but atleast the ball didn't sail away from the goal post this time around. The goalkeeper managed to parry away my shot. We will have another match next week. Aight, i will log out now. Adios!

Appointment With Death

2006-07-07T20:40:00.000+08:00

Today was a tiring day even though i didn't do much work in the office. Due to dragon boat training in the afternoon, my department operated half-day today. It has been eons ago since i participated in any sea sports. I was damn excited. Most of the SIRD personnel went for the dragon boat training and it was an enriching experience. The training was horrendous because most of us couldn't and didn't know how to paddle properly. I was seated at the back of the boat with Soon Teck and i swear if it wouldn't be for the two of us, the boat wouldn't move at all. Just look at Ram, the babble mouth crap talker guy. He talks so much but paddle like a pussy. We paddled from Singapore Dragon Boat Association (SDBA) to the Benjamin Shear bridge. I predicted that we would require 200 strokes or so to reach the bridge and i was absolutely correct. Gosh, those dragon boat and kayaking training for my secondary school made me memorised the amount of strokes needed to get to the bridge. Actually you can take lesser amount of strokes, say 150 or so, if you really whip a good paddle and ofcourse, the rowers must paddle in a concerted effort and synchronise their movement. Dragon boating is not that difficult. It was damn tiring i tell you because it seemed only Soon Teck, Shafiq,Edwin, Rizal and I were paddling. We threw Ram, Shafiq and William into the sea and they were total wackos. Haha. After dragon boat, i showered and hurried to Clementi MRT station to meet up with Jolene to pass her my C-Maths notes. Why on Earth she wanted the notes? I'm not sure too. I had a close encounter with death the other day whilst i was walking down the gradient near NPPK. I was sauntering happily when suddenly a big dog, i'm not sure which breed, lashed out at me. It came running and barking like devil towards me and my instinct told me to side step and so i did. I was in shock too. Amidst side stepping, i went onto the road and a taxi was just behind me. Lucky for me the taxi driver managed to swerve on time to avoid hitting me. I couldn't imagine what my life would be if i were involved in an accident. God, i pray to thee to protect me. Amin! Yeap, JJC Malaygangstars will be having a soccer match tomorrow and i hope we will emerge as victors after the match. Hope so! Damn tired! Some one was sad this week. I couldn't do much to comfort her. The least i could do was to give consoling motivation. She is doing some soul searching and i think it is normal for humans to do soul searching. I underwent one myself. I hope she get well and happy soon. Don't cry. Even with clipped wings, Angels can still fly. :) Aight. Time for me to sleep. Good night!

National Service : Underpaid & Overworked. Serve & Fuck Off.

2006-07-04T21:13:00.000+08:00

I seriously think National Service is a pristine waste of my fucking time. Ofcourse there are things and skills that we may learn during our NS that might be useful to our mundane life, both in the present epoch as well as the future but i'm damn sure these skills can be learned outside NS. You can always go to a course offering Powepoint Presentation Skills or even Speak With Poise Course. Ofcourse some might say you should learn all this skills during your NS because it is free. Hell, it is not. It comes with an opportunity cost. With the 2 years i have to spend on NS, i can use it to partially complete my University education. After that, i would still have ample of time to work to earn myself a living. First thing i hate about NS is that we are underpaid and overworked. I'm just earning a freaking $350 a month plus $100 for meal allowance. The amount of work that we do does not tantamount the pay that we receive. This is exploitation. Well, some people might say that you are doing your NS for your own country and not for the money. Oh come on! Even if you give a Bangla to take over my place, he would spit on it. What we want is a respectable pay and the amount of work that we do must tally with our capability and not let us do things that aren't supposed to be done by us. Aren't data supposed to be collected by data collectors? Aren't letters supposed to be folded and mailed by postmen? Aren't coffees supposed to be served by waiters? Aren't we supposed to be treated like human being? I am not money minded. There are many reasons why i hate NS but i'm just too lazy to jot it in this blog entry. It'll be long winded. In addition to that, the Government might apprehend me for going against them and for bad-mouthing them. All of my entries aren't lies and i have so far sent and typed all entries from my sincere heart. So all honchos, if you think i'm telling lies, sue me then! Haha. Gomes Saga again. However, there is one useful lesson that i learn in NS that i can't learn effectively elsewhere and that is 'Balls Carrying' or also known as 'Boot Licking' or 'Cock Sucking'. Whatever it is, i shall just 'pay my due' and after 2 years, i shall just fuck off from NS. Let's just say i'm doing NS for the good people of Singapore.

Stephen Appiah

2006-07-02T22:26:00.000+08:00

Today was a disappointing day. Team JJC Malaygangstars played a friendly soccer match at Gan Eng Seng Secondary School's soccer pitch with Edmund's team, former Anderson Junior College guys. Opps, correction, it is a desert. Not a field at all. Anyway, Edmund's team was late and the referee was making awful lot of noise. There was this Thai guys who were there before we even came. We started late and the referee wanted us to pay more. Screw him! First half was pretty good as we manage to control the game. It was my first time playing as a defensive midfielder. I find out that that's the best position for me. Can control both the midfield and defence. I don't mind doing the dirty work. I want to be like Maradona and Stephen Appiah combine. We had couple of chances but we didn't capitalise. They scored first and we were taken aback. We managed to control them but it was their left midfielder that was causing lots of problems for us. To be honest, Hasbullah was off form. He was really raped on the left side. One of my team fed me the ball but an opponent managed to head it away and lucky for me the lose ball came to me. I managed to dribble a bit but lost control and all i could do was to pass to Hanan and he managed to cut in and scored. There was this really bad incident where i came across a 50-50 ball and i stick out my right leg to reach for the ball but the blades of my boot found the opponent's ankle instead. Luckily i was not carded. It was a dangerous play but what could i do? It's a 50-50 ball. However, i was flabbergasted with myself for i couldn't believe that i was full of steam in the first half. No panting at all. It has been a while since i did any physical workout. Second half was a disappointment. We let in 2 goals. To add insult to injury, the referee stopped the game 25 mins early. Can you believe that we played only 20min in the second half? It was a disappointment. We almost beat up the referee but luckily he's an old man. We will have another game next week at Compassvale Secondary School on Saturday. I hope it will not be another disappointment. Sucks! I think i'm too heavy. I'm losing my speed and i admit, my body can't take the weight. I don't know how to lose weight fast. I'm now 90kg. My target weight is 80kg. I'm thinking of taking Laxative to reduce weight but i'm too afraid of it's repercussion. Sigh. I'll think of a way. I'm in hot soup tomorrow. I didn't know that i was keeping one of my supervisor's important key. Edmund told me that my drawer's key has a duplicate it. Thus, i assume that key to be my drawer's key. My supervisor called me and he was damn pissed. I'll be in hot soup tomorrow. Shit. Sheesh. Feeling so lethargic now. Haha. Woookay lah! Me logging off now. Argentina rules even though they are out of the World Cup.

Argentina Argentina Argentina

2006-06-26T21:04:00.000+08:00

At last my computer is back to normal and my internet connection is up. My dad's friend actually came to our house to upgrade the stupid old computer. Look at it now. Haha. Pentium 4. Sony DVD Multi Recorder. New softwares. I'm glad. Now i can update my blog often. Hmm..so far, nothing much had happened. Today, few of my seniors finished their National Service. They were so happy to receive their pink identification cards. Hadiyanto and I did a short montage for our seniors and it was magnificient. I did the pictures and content while Hadi worked on the animation and music. It was an emotional moment. Haha. Edmund almost cried. The 3 ORD-ing guys gave some speech and so too did 2 of our Senior Officers. Many people praised Hadi and I for the montage. I can't wait for my ORD. Talking about ORD, i was flabbergasted last week upon receiving a message from PNSD. I asked them about my ORD and they replied telling me that my ORD will be on 6th of September 2007. I was damn excited. Technically, my ORD is on 12th of December 2007 but because i've served NS before, they have decided to cut down on my serving days. This means i have 2 months extra before university starts, if it ever starts because i still have yet to receive the appeal results from both NUS and NTU. I was infact rejected by NUS and NTU. Sucks! My first choice course for NUS was Business Management with Accountancy and for NTU, it was Accountancy. I didn't apply for SMU and i regret it. I guess my result wasn't good enough. Where can I i go to with CCC B4? I've appealed and i will leave the rest to God. If i'm not granted a place in either NTU or NUS, I'll apply for them again next year and i shall not forget to apply for SMU as well. I really want the business management or accountancy course. Lets' not talk about university. DSP Chua and I visited a store house at Toa Payoh and the name of the store house is StorHub. The place is damn cool. A factory full of store places waiting to be rented out. Prices of storage area differ according to sizes. Creative is the word. I was scolded by 'Bulb', one of my senior officer. I specifically told him that Assistant Director will be treating us to lunch at either the cafeteria at NPPK or a restaurant in Kandahar Street. I too told him that the venue for the lunch couldn't be confirmed yet because it depended on Edmund. If Edmund comes late, then we will have to settle for the Cafeteria and if he is early, to the Kandahar Street we shall proceed to. Unfortunately, Edmund was late but the stupid 'Bulb' have already left the office for Kandahar Street without informing any of us. When we settled down to tuck in, we realised that Bulb was missing. We called him and he told us that he was at Lavendar on his way to Kandahar Street. Muahaha. We were laughing like seniles. I don't mind being reprimanded in exchange for a good evil laugh. Now that's a paradox. Bulb is full of crap. He's a fat lump of shit. Haha. Later after lunch, he came to me to scold me. He said i didn't tell him about anything. Balls to you Sir! Yesterday, my JJC Malaygangstars had a chalet at Downtown East. It was superb. We came at 2pm and played FIFA Soccer game at X-box. After that, we went to the beach to play the real soccer. We played the Joga Bonito. All sorts of skillful tricks could be seen in that game. I realised that some of us, especially Khamsya, are really skillful. After that, we went to have a bathe in the salty sea. I miss the sea man. Having to taste the saltiness of the sea reminded me of those days during NCC. Win Bin will be organising a two man kayaking escapade. I will be looking forward to that. I miss kayaking. Sigh. It reminds me of someone. I wonder how she is now? After bathing in the sea, we went back to our chalet to have our so-called dinner. We had barbequed food for dinner. We played Tai Ti and smoked all night long. Hanan brought some of his former Bukit Panjang Government High school mates. They are nice people. Couple of us, including me, left the chalet at 10.30pm. I reached home just in time to watch the england versus equador match. England didn't deserve a spot in the quarter final. I hope Argentina will win the world cup. World Cup fever has caught me. I will go to work in a zombie like manner almost every day. My eyes will be red and droopy. I was under the weather last week after being bugged by flu. Sigh! Ok, it's time for me to end it here. I need to sleep. Damn tired. See ya all soon. Like how an Argentinian will say, Adios Astalahuego Holms!

Never Surrender Into The Night,Never Banish Without A Fight

2006-04-25T21:14:00.000+08:00

Wow...what a splendid weekend it was last week! I went for my secondary school's chalet..it was damn fun but the venue was kind of far..it was at Costa Sands Resort beside Downtown East..it was supposed to start at 4pm but i came late..reached there at around 8pm..during my journey to Pasir Ris, i had this pang in my spine because i have to stand all the way from Choa Chu Kang to Pasir Ris..those fuckers don't want to spare a seat for this poor boy, yours truly..haha..before that, i was at JJC playing soccer with my JJC Malaygangstars..it was damn tiring and not having to seat during the long journey made the situation worse..it seemed like i was about to collapse during the journey..haha..the gathering was fun..we had barbequed food and it wasn't that superb but who cares about the food anyway? We watched TV together, take pictures, eat, smoke and laugh all night..but the most interesting and memorable event was the chatting session..not everybody that was invited was there but like i said, it was still fun..my best buddies came down..Shafiq and Aizat..it has been a while since i last saw them..miss them so much..Shafiq, Aizat and me talked through the night..Aizat went home at 3am the next morning and Shafiq went back at arnd 5am..i stayed there..realise that i didn't use the word 'sleep' or 'overnight'? That's because i didn't sleep at all..i was really dragging my feet the next day..insomnia i guess..i couldn't walk properly like as if i was high on booze..at around 8am, i bid farewell to go to Madrasah..i was there to sleep..haha..but earlier, aizat sms-ed me about something sad..it's about this particular nice girl whom i used to call abt 5 yrs ago to get some phone numbers from her..i pestered her but she was still nice to me on the phone..i met her couple of times in Orchard Rd and also in the train..her name is Joan Chan Shu Fang..she's a high flyer both in academics and CCA but look at her now..damn sad..i can't believe it the moment Aizat broke this news to me..it seemed so surreal..shocking too..hmm..but i believe God loves her more..maybe God has a better plan in store for her..who knows? Things happen for a reason and we humans can't comprehend that reason because it is beyond our humans' ability..but i salute her for her bravery and attitude..she's so optimistic and she's a real fighter..i've never seen someone so strong mentally and physically..i'll pray for her safety and well-being..i'll learn this good attitude of hers..Never Surrender Into The Night, Never Banish Without A Fight..what a sad thing..i chatted with Karyn yesterday and she seems so nice..we chatted about houses to CCAs to sad stuff to exams and many more..she's damn sweet too..i dunno how i added her but i think i got her msn address from Gary..i think so..luckily she's damn friendly..she opened my eyes to the Chinese world, that of sino toughts and mentality, and since she lives in the East side, she's been telling me more about life in the East of Singapore..i'm so outdated..i think i'll get lost if i would to go to the East..haha..so 'pai say'..hmm, other than that, Gary was right..she's nice to talk to..well i hope we can keep in touch..hopefully we can meet in person..Nice People Are Hard To Find..hmm..nothing much happened today in the office...got lots of paper work...we went to invigilate AETOS and CISCO Law Test at old TRACOM..it was interesting..at last i was an invigilator..haha..i saw couple of Diploma holders in CISCO and AETOS..there's this girl by the name of Jessica who is a diploma holder..i thought she is a chinise girl because she totally looks like one..but she's a malay..why would a diploma holder like her would want to be a security guard? Now that's very peculiar..i think it is really hard to get jobs out there..even degree holders nowadays are finding it hard to get a decent job..i wonder what my life would be? would i be successful? God-willing! Would i earn big bucks? God-willing! I have to work hard from now on..i hope i can land myself in NUS..Whoever says life is a bed of roses? Now that's true! Hmm..i've met an actual love hater...this guy doesn't believe in love at all..he's my supervisor..ASP Selva..haha..he don't believe in love at all..that's why he's still single..hmm...is he out of love? That i don't know because if talking about looks, he has it..if you talk about money, he has it...he's smart as he has double degree in law in a university in london...i still think he doesn't believe in love..haha...funny chap...well, i need to go off now...so lethargic after a session at the gym just now..physical conditioning..i have to rest early because there's rugby training tomorrow..all the best guys and gals!!

Ahmad Fathi - Never Alone

2006-04-20T19:54:00.000+08:00

If you stay awake at night
And you cant sleep
Look up at the ebony sky
And contemplate deep

If you think you are lonely
Take a look around
You are never alone
Because love is all around

It's not about being loved
But about loving
You show others warmth
Just by smiling

If you are feeling down
Don't crumble and shed tears
I'll always be by you
To take away your fears

Ahmad Fathi - November

2006-04-14T11:42:00.000+08:00

Never look back in anger
About the break up in November
At least there's something to remember
That memory lives on forever.

I laid my love on a maiden
The sweetest of any moment
Every thing that was done together
Until that fateful November.

It's tough living without you
But life has to continue
A brand new page of life
A story without you.

I know you left with a reason
And I respect your every decision
Letting you go is a misery
But I thank you for the memory.

Security Industry Regulatory Department

2006-04-14T11:09:00.000+08:00

Wow..i didn't know that my posting will be tough..basically it's paper work plus regulatory work..this means i'll not be in the office most of the time..my boss told me that my place here hasn't been confirmed yet because maybe i'll get posted elsewhere..my department needs a class 3 driver..maybe i'll be posted to other departments or divisions..i dunno lah..PNSD always cock up..screw them..anyway, if i were to stay, i'll be covering two NS guys' work..now that's tough..i'm in the learning stage..basically my department deals with Auxillary Police Forces like Cisco and AETOS etc and Security Guard Agencies. For APF, we regulate their IPPT, Drill test, Scenario Based Test and Law Test. For SGA, we clamp down on those unlicensed security guards or those who haven't undergo NSRS training..Well, that's all i can tell you guys about my work for any further details will land me in jail due to Official Secret Act..Hmm, basically i have to wake up early every morning to get to work..i will board bus no 75 and then alight at Bukit Timah to board bus no 985..kind of tideous though but the trip is pretty fast..usually my journey to work will take 35min..that's that..well, last wednesday, right after work, yong hui and me went to Dhoby Ghaut to trade in modem..singnet gave me a modem, Hurricane 9000c, which doesnt support USB and thus i can't use it..i went to their redemption counter to exchange for Hurricane 9000b. The trip there was painstaking..we got lost because the address that singnet gave me was wrong..fucker!..we finally found the redemption counter at 7.05pm but the guy told me that the counter closed at 7pm..at first they didn't want to entertain me but after twisting their wrist a bit, they submitted to me..i've told you guys and i will tell you guys again that i'm the best submission fighter..haha..luckily that singnet guy was nice..after that, yong hui and me went to PS to wait for Gori..he was damn late..we walked all the way to Orchard Point to have our dinner..after that, we went back..haha...just recently at work, to be exact last friday, my bosses talked about girlfriend..he asked another new NS guy whether he has a girlfriend and the reply was yes..he's already 4 yrs with his girlfriend...every body went 'whooooa'. After questioning that guy, one of my bosses went straight for me..i told him that i'm single and he asked me why..how am i supposed to answer that kind of question? Haha...i wanted to say that i'm fuggly but i bet they wouldn't understand it...sigh...what's the big fuss of not having a girlfriend? What the fuck!! Later, i learned that most of my bosses aren't married yet..what the hell...they still have the cheek to ask me about girlfriend when they aren't married...shame on you guys! Haha...stupid people!! Man, feeling damn tired now...till we meet again..

Disappointment

2006-04-09T13:45:00.001+08:00

At last i've passed out of HTA..yahoo..but it was a sad week for me..firstly, nobody came to my POP..so sad..my dad and mom couldn't make it due to work and i was there alone...everybody else was with their loved ones..sucks!..then came bad stuff..i have to go back home alone after the POP..not only that..i accidentally put my POP certificate on wet seat and drenched it...sigh...i accidentally dropped it at one coffee shop and lucky for me a samaritan picked it up and return it to me..then when i reached home, no one was at home and to make matter worse, i forgot to bring my house key..i have to wait at the void deck and that Starhub cut my line and thus, i can't call my parents...i have to make a phone call at the nearby Community Centre..i found out that my parents were at IKEA doing their shopping for some stupid shoe racks..what the hell!..luckily they came ASAP and took me for a nice dinner...aiyah...that's life..who says life is a bed of roses? Anyway, my posting is damn bad..Security Industry Regulatory Department at Police Head Quarter..to make matter worse, SPF didn't give my corporal rank just because my pes status is C..well i'm damn fit and much fitter than most of the guys whose pes status are A and B...this is injustice..what the hell! Hmm..well, so far so good..i almost got kicked out of SIRD because i used to work for a security firm...whatever..wow..i'm so broke..i'm waiting for my next pay..this wednesday..i still can't go online at home due to my modem...it doesnt support USB connection as it only have LAN connection..i'll be replacing it next wednesday..anyway, yeap..can't write much now..i'll update this blog when i get my hands on the new modem..sayonara!!

POP

2006-04-02T09:50:00.000+08:00

haha...at last i'll be passing out..the pass out parade is next week, to be exact, next thursday..i'm so glad..you guys will be calling me SC Corporal Ahmad Fathi aka King Crippler..haha..the POP rehearsals weren't that bad as compared to NCC marching sessions...sigh..those were the days..anyway..this week has been good so far..i almost got involved in a fight..there's this one night where FI Amin forced the whole Echo coy to fall in due to us being extra noisy that night..he made us to push-ups and during the commotion, a stupid was making awful lot of nonsensical noise..he was cursing and yelling at others and making stupid comments..the guy is from squad 4..i shouted at him to shut his trap and he shouted at me back saying that it is his problem..he told me that if i want tranquility, i should go to the library...so i shouted back saying, 'Your father's library.' That guy, i swear, was damn pissed with me but what the fuck..he cant even show respect for the instructor and now he's damn pissed with me for insulting his dad..haha..i bet he don't even care for his dad..kalau dah dasar mat rape, mat rape lah..he don't know who he is messing with..if u mess with the best, you'll die like the rest..i'm the best submission fighter damn it..stupid guy..fuck him lah..anyway, yeap, went out with zaid, sadiq and harun yesterday..we went to Beach Rd to look for Kilat for my POP boots...then we headed to Orchard Rd to sight see..i planned to renew my contract with singnet and so we went to Wheel Lock Place..but it was a disappointmet because the assistant told me that i'm still not out of contract yet..WTF!..she told me to call Singnet about this..big deal! i was damn pissed..came all the way to orchard just to be disappointed..then i pass by the shop i bought a care bear for Shorty..just as we turned to the left after passing by the shop, guess who i saw? Shorty!! She was with Masadah..gosh..what a coincidence..it has been a while since i last saw her..she was shopping..couldn't talk much with her because i was in a ruch and furthermore, she's enjoying herself..don't want to disturb her..haha..she look cute with braces on her teeth..welcome to the Braces Club...i'm one of the club's member..lol...those were the days..hmm..i'm craving for some soccer actions..played soccer last week at Gan Eng Seng..11-a-side soccer..i still have not lose my touch..haha..they call me Diego Ahmadonna..haha...ok lah...i'll update my blog regarding my pop..till then..adios astalahuega

CCCB4

2006-03-05T09:23:00.000+08:00

At last, the result is out..i'm relieved and at the same time disappointed..what the hell! Only CCC and B4 for GP..way below expectation..this is what you get for being cocky..sigh..but i'm happy too..at last a place in the university, insha-allah..i expected an A for Maths, B for Physics and B3 or better for GP..but never mind..maybe God has something better in store for me..hmm...now i'm a little bit confused as to which course and university to take up..my choosing of courses is resticted and limited by my lousy results..there's this course in NUS which i fancy..it's business management & accountance..sounds good doesnt it?..then i'm also interested in the courses in SMU..my dream uni..haha..whatever it is..i'm not going to rush things through..i shall browse things through and decide carefully for my future..well, i hope my friends who took their a level last year are happy..if you dont do too well, dont worry..there's always other avenues and you can always try again..it is not the end of the world..24 more days to POP, excluding weekends..im damn happy and i hope i get the posting of my choice..last week my squadmate, Pok Ts'ai Jie created history in HTA for being the first person to receive and undergo extra marching, a punishment second worst to rifle pt..stupid boy..i think Pok have this brain disease and he cant distinguish between playing time and serious time..his life is full of troubles..he's damn cocky and his mouth is foul..but i must really thank him for helping me with the coy logistic..i hope he change for the better..he always tell me that with money, he can get girls easily..but i forgot to tell him this..girls like handsome guys with money and not some pork chop with money..haha..Ts'ai Jie's surname is Pok and this is my first time seeing someone with a weird surname..his face too looks like Pork..haha..he's always being laughed at because people think he's annoying..always money this and money that..Pok i don't need your advice on money and girls..love is after all friendship set on fire and not CCCCC or money in the bank..what the hell..i think people who comes from Mayflower Primary are all weirdos like Pok..just look at Suhailah and Nina, haha jgn marah Nina..haha..kidding lah! Well, came back to school last wednesday and can you believe it? i was laughed at by Shanshine and Nina..they called me a security guard just because my police walk-out uniform looks like a seurity guard uniform..haha..you guys are funny yeah..Shanshine looks cute with braces on..haha..metal jaw!! haha..still the same...still cute old shanshine..well, i gotta go already..i'm sending my computer for a repair and i hope i can log on often to chat with my friends..to all the good people on Earth, till we meet again..

3 Days More To A Level Results

2006-02-26T13:36:00.001+08:00

Hmm..A level result will be released next wednesday..am i nervous? hell yeah..im in a state of 2 minds..i can hardly sleep and eat well..will i pass with good grades this time around? im terrified by the thought of failing but im confident..its okay to feel petrified but i just dont want this feeling to affect the way i live my mundane life..im optimistic..anyway, it is of no use to feel afraid..it cant change the fact can it? the results are already there..i just cant be bothered to feel afraid..i leave this matter to God..all i can do now is to pray..however, i dont regret retaking my a level because i've given my all..my heart and soul..i hope the results will be fine..insha-allah..well, i'm just 4 to 5 weeks to POP (Passing Out Parade)..i'm really delighted..atlast POP..haha..training so far has been good but there are times when they are really taxing..especially dojo and swimming..my squad nicknamed the stairway to dojo and swimming complex the Stair Way To Hell..haha..so terrifying..IPPT was a let down but i have improved...not so bad for a 90kg plus monster like me..i aced my sit-up and shuttle run and did fairly well for standing broad jump..haha but i failed my pull up..i managed to pull 2 but atleast there's improvement..my 2.4km run is my best timing this year but i still cant beat my personal best of 9min 59s when i was in year 1 back in college..the timing for my previous was 11min plus..not bad..well atleast i passed..my squad mates are great except for some stupid mats and bengs..they seem not to be able to comprehend the meaning of the phrase, 'know when to be serious and when to play.' Sigh..that's that..all i know is that i will get away from most of them after POP..i hope to keep in contact with some of my great squad mates..hmm..i cant stand the feeling of not being able to play rugby..it has been months since i played rugby..i miss training so much..i'm craving for rugby..gosh..my injury..haha..luckily it hasnt been giving me pang..still limping but i will keep on going..not even a broken bone can stop me from playing rubgy..well, i want to ride a bike..i think when i get my next pay, i'll be going to BBDC to enrol myself for a bike classes..i want to ride a Ducati Evolution 2..gosh, so sexy that bike..at the mean time, no money no honey..lol..life has been smooth so far other than being haunted by my upcoming release of the a level result..hmm..im thinking of taking up Aikido too..seems fun..but i just need the right time to enrol..well, i cant say much...time is ticking right now at the internet cafe..lol..all thankz to my stupid computer..sigh..when can i get it repaired? well, i just hope my a level result will be fine..insha-allah...ok lah, i've got to go now...till we meet again...toodles...peace upon you...

A Fresh New Year

2006-01-29T15:58:00.000+08:00

It has been a while since i last update this blog..sigh..wat to do? my com crashed due to trojan..anyway, i went to my 1st prom night last year in december before i got enlisted into NS again..it was fun and the food was superb...mama mia..yeap..the entertainment was darn lame and i only fancied the photo session we had with our fwens..i got to take picture with Afiah!!! After that, Hafiz and me went to Esplanade to chat and smoke..that's that..hmm...i'm back in SPF and once again, SPF never change..always cock up..WTH..my squad is 55 and i belong to the BP squad...sucks!!..i'm waiting for my MO to downgrade my pes status to pes C because i just found out that i dislocated my 1st and 2nd metatarsals and this injury is called Lis-franc dislocation..it's quite serious and i could well miss this year rugby season..this is so sad for me..well..so far my squad have been nice other than the fact that there are stupid Mats and Bengs in it..made couple of good fwens with some of my squad mate like Yusuf The Terrorist, Wandi The Prostitute Fucker, Shiraj The Indian, Sam The Big Foot, Gary The Buck Teeth, Hans Solo, Din DJ, Ilmy Haprak, Azmi Roberto Carlos, Shalihin Hyper-ventilation (HV) and many more...muahaha...yeap....some are real idiots too...my instructor made me the permanent i/c of the squad because i'm a senior..i guess it is up to me to take up the challenge..well like they say, to lead is to follow..i wanna prove to myself that i can lead and lead well..so far the training is so slack..we have just moved to the new training ground...from Thomson Rd to Old Choa Chu Kang Rd near Jln Bahar..wat do i expect from the Basic Police Training? I dont expect much because i too cant do much because of my pes status..i just need to pass the Law Test and the First Aid Test..others have to pass shooting test, Police Defence Tactic test, IPPT and many more..i can call myself lucky..yeap..i miss rugby and college life...mugging seems so fun...i miss mugging and i miss my fwens especially Shorty..Yeah..i miss rugby too..all those running, passing, crashing and especially lift tackling..i cant wait to unleash my next lift tackle.. finally bought myself a nice Motorola SLVR L7 hp which cost me 465 bucks...i'm now semi broke and im waiting for my next pay..sigh..well, to all my Chinese fwens out there, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR..i cant wait to repair my computer so that i can update my blog on weekends..aight..that's all..till i update again...toodles...

Selamat Hari Raya (Happy Eid' Fitri)

2005-10-25T13:45:00.000+08:00

Haha..this is really early for me to wish all my friends selamat hari raya but i can't do it a day before hari raya because firstly my computer is down and secondly i bet the college will be closed on that day. Sigh. Damn the trojan virus. Anyway, yeah, it has been a rough and pleasant ride at jjc for me in year 2005 and even an unpleasant one in 2003-2004. I made mistakes that hurt others alot and i mean alot. Hmmm...let me see who i've hurt so far? haha..Yeah..there's my little friend Nazriff..remember the choke hold? i'm really sorry abt it...it was a spur of the moment..i should have told u guys that once my adrenaline is set free, i can't control my self and this is the same for my anger...but over the years, i've managed to bring it down to a healthy level...yeap, then there's syaz...sorry girl for hurting you with all my shenanigans...i should have acted smarter than before...i'm sorry again...then there's my mom...i've been a bad son...you know i smoke but you maintain you composure...i know you are angry with me but i'll try and quit in the near future...then i failed my A level last year and i've disappointed you but you kept your spirit up and believe that i can do better this year...for that, i thank you...i'll do my best...just prepare the money for my place in NUS or SMU...then there's dad...you gave me lee way but i abused it at times...i'm sorry...there's so many people who i want to seek forgiveness from but it is just too much...to all who knows me and whom i've hurt mentally, physically or emotionally, i'm really really really sorry...I'm helpless at this...if only i know, i wouldn't have done those stupid mistakes that have hurt many people...i'll strive to be a better man...yeap...hari raya is coming but i really don't feel like celebrating it because it coincides with A level...damn...nvm....there's always next year...this fasting month have taught me many valuable lessons...firstly, patience is a virtue...secondly, never take things for granted...thirdly, i now have a firm belief that no matter what you do God is always beside you...yeap...that's all i can fit in my entry this time around...i should be going right now...to all my muslim fwens, SELAMAT HARI RAYA and to all my other fwens, happy holidays. God bless you all!!

Ahmad Fathi - Step By Step

2005-10-17T12:50:00.000+08:00

Every time I'm in loneliness
You're always there for me
You showered me with happiness
But eventually you failed to see

It's not that i don't appreciate you
But somehow i want us to be together
I want to be beside you
And be yours forever

We are two worlds apart
But let's put our differences aside
We were once strangers at start
Now let true love resides

I know our paths have just crossed
And i'm trying to understand your way
Even for a moment i won't pause
For i don't want you to go away

It's wrong to say i love you
Worst still if i rush things through
But i can't help loving you
My feelings for you is true

There's no one i'd rather see
Even right from the start
There's no place i'd rather be
Than to be in your heart

I'll wait even till my death
For patience is a virtue
Even until my final breath
I will always love you

16/10/2005

Ramadan

2005-10-06T15:12:00.000+08:00

Yeap..fasting started yesterday and it wasn't so bad..i have yet to accustom myself to hunger because it seems like i can't mug when i'm hungry..haha..hmm...prelim results just came out couple of days ago and i did badly..i got D for C Maths, D for Econs and F for Physics..i've got only myself to blame this time around..i have to admit that i was ill prepared for prelim..i concentrated too much on econs. I totally forgot about maths until i was left with a week for maths before the Prelim starts. I was a dead meat..I didnt practise much physics as i was too busy with only making physics notes..Now that i'm done with Maths and Physics notes, now till A level, what i will do is just to practise both of these subjects..Damn..im totally furious with my maths result...A for Mid year and now a D for Prelim...totally unacceptable..but hey, look on the bright side of life...a D for maths without even touching or practising much for maths..i will get A for Maths in the A level, god willing! Then comes econs...haha..my first time in my life and i swear it was my first time passing an econs test...not bad but can be better...i got 18/30 for econs MCQ, 38.5/75 for paper 3 and 28/50 for paper 2. Paper 3, the essay, was okay...its just that i chose a wrong Qn and it screwed up everything..i essays on interest rate and impacts of forex on the economy...i got 17.5/25 for the latter and 14/25 for the former...gosh, the micro topic killed me...i shouldnt have done the essay on Elasticity of Demand...i got only 7/25...haha...anyway, yeap...physics was atrocious...didnt practise at all...wth...i'm gonna prove mr tan wrong...victory lies in Singapore and not China..haha..he is always with his China's theory...like what the hell...who dunno that...anyway, yeap...Shorty's birthday is next month and i dunno wat to buy for her...hmmm...dunno lah...i'll think abt it..she touched my belly today...haha..that's my asset okay...hmmph...haha...yeah, i have yet to get my enlistment letter and i hope i'll be enlisted to police back maybe some time in March...i wanna work first and earn some money...then i can jolly after A level...yahooo...yeah...that's all..anyway, i better end my entry here because there's more to cover in maths...sigh...yeap yeap yeap...to all my muslim fwens, happy ramadan and to all of my fwens taking A level this year...all the best dudes and gals...Ciao!!

Deviant

2005-09-23T11:27:00.000+08:00

This goes to a gal whom i meet everyday in school...hey, do u know what it is like to lose a best friend to gays? Im sure you do not know what it feels like! I lost my best friend after he became a gay and im not saying that he's no longer my friend. He is isolating himself now from me because he knows i hate homos. We used to hate homos and criticised them everyday in our lives in secondary school but suddenly, the table was turned against me. He's a homo now. I'm not that sexist or extremely against homos but i just feel there i no need to express yourself by being deviant. What do you get from becoming a lesbo or a gay? I know that you will ask me what do you get from smoking but that's a totally different case. I lost something great. Okay...i admit im damn obnoxious towards Pirate of the Carribean and im sorry..I know saying sorry is easy but im sincere about this. I just hate seeing people chasing shadows = giler bayang. I dont want to lose anything or anybody no more. I know homosexuality is a social ill and i believe you gals will be straight someday. I meant well.. Why do i have to approach you in school? This problem hasn't been blown out of proportion and i intend not to aggrevate it further. Im really sorry.. Well it's true that im not good with girls or in another words, BGR is not my forte but who cares rite? BGR is not here to stay even though it involves sacred gift, that is love but personally i think it is a waste of time right now. You usually act differently towards your lover and not be yourself. Well, if that relationship goes beyond just friends, then i'll kowtow to you but again, it's a waste of resources. Obviously there's misallocation of resources. No offense gal and i meant well..just putting down my thoughts..Knowing you is one of the best thing that ever happened in my life in JJC but seeing you like this brings me dejavu. I dont want to relive the old past..I hope i wont get attacked by homos after putting down this controversial entry..Again, im sorry about the incident..I hope we are even now and all the best to you..I'll try to tone down my comment..Be it with girls or rugby, even if i dont do well in any of those two, friendship is still important to me..You cant buy friendship..It lives with you..Thankz anyway for opening my eyes towards my surrounding..I hope we're still friends..Logging out...

Wrong Time To Be Racist

2005-09-19T10:31:00.000+08:00

Haha..at last i can update my blog thanks to a sweet lady at college and i hope she's reading this entry right now..haha..yeah you!! Thankz for lending your school account..hehe...Damn, my computer is down and there's no way i can go online at home now..Sigh!! Well, look on the bright side of life..Atleast i can have time to mug...Talking about mugging...yeah..prelim had started and i'm left with 2 more papers...physics and economics..woopeydoo...haha..gosh...i'm starting my gym regime again and it's like how many years since i did a proper gym workout...i'm gonna pump some iron and look like Arnold Shwarzenegger..haha..kk...well, nothing much had happened here in school or even in my life..damn,i'm left with 40 plus days to A level and i'm not feeling any fright at all...y? dont ask me coz i dunno...haha..Maybe i'm immunised to major examinations...so far so good except for maths...i bet those stupid maths teachers are happy now for setting difficult papers...they are killers..basic is not enought but what the hell...A level will not be that hard..kk..Manchester drew with liverpool yesterday and i was damn frustrated with Alex Ferguson...he's getting senile as time passes by...why would he replace players at the dead minute? What the fuck!! Anyway, at least MUFC didnt lose...I sms-ed Shorty before the match and i told her to watch the match coz her favourite player, Christiano Ronaldo, is playing..Shorty's damn cute and funny lah..haha...i saw her old pics in JVS school magazines and she's totally different..haha...and now she wants to take revenge by hunting for my old pics in which she has no access to unless she ask Liana Nina, haha on purpose. Anyway, the news on the capture of those racist bloggers came out on the Newpaper couple of days a ago..Those bloggers ought to be punished coz there's no room for racism in singapore...well, if you guys arent satisfy with the Malays, Muslims or even Christians, the least you could do is to keep those comment to yourself...haha..well, if arent satisfy with my comment, here's my e-mail add.. the_crippler_fathi@hotmail.com ....come and get me...if you want some, come get some...haha.. well, i'm the King Of the Malays!! haha...i'm really frustrated with those stupid racists and in my life, i've came across lots of racists...if you guys ever dare to show ur racism in front of me, i'm so gonna kick your yellow teeth down ur throat...FUCK OFF especially to the stupid loser who owns the blogsite... secondholocaust.blogspot.com.... u wanna know wat? i actually went to the Govt website to make a report under the feedback section...haha...whois having the last laugh? haha hehe huhu hurhur...well well...life's boring...this is it for me...couple more days to A level...im just gonna hang on and study hard and smart...i've done all my notes and its about time now i just do my revision...GOD WILL NOT HELP THOSE WHO AREN'T WILLING TO HELP THEMSELVES FIRST...good luck too to all my friends...c ya around!!

Ahmad Fathi - When I'm Gone

2005-07-30T18:30:00.000+08:00

A prayer. Oh God, i pray only to thee for only in you i believe. There's no God but you and you are the all-mighty. I seek for the strength i need to overcome one of the biggest obstacle in my life, the A level. Oh grant me the stregth, health, mentality, intelligence and ability to overcome the A level. God, i'll try my best and the rest is up to you for i believe only i have to power to mould my future but ultimately, it is you who decides. God, this is my prayer. Amin! Hmm...it's been a long week especially when you get infected by a virus like me. Sigh. Thank God i needed only 2 days to recover. Mugging this week is not that productive. Sigh. I have to attend this meet the parent session at college and my dad was pretty late. When he came finally, i was surprised to see my mom and my what-the-heck sister. This is going to be a family affair. Haha. Anyway, yeah, as usual, Miss Tie ticked me off because i forgot to bring along the result slip. Opps! Then she talked to my dad about me failing my GP, i can't be bothered about GP now, not until i'm left with 2 months to A level. She also told my dad that i failed my econs. Sulks! I could have passed that paper. Sigh! Anyway, she complained to my dad about me spotting long side burns to school. Like what the hell! Haha. I was carrying a book entitled What Dreams May Come by Richard Matheson and Miss Tie asked me what i was holding. So i told her that i've been reading books and she assumed that i'm reading a love novel. Haha. So i told her that i'm reading a thriller book. Haha. Phew! Luckily i didn't tell her that i'm a Nicholas Sparks' fan. My dad will laugh at me! Hurhur! Yeah anyway, i managed to write a poem whilst waiting for my dad and i swear it seems difficult nowadays to write poem. The idea simply wouldn't flow. Sigh. That Huishan and Co. disturbed me when i was doing my maths at the canteen. She sat infront of me together with Lydia and Masada and they giggled and giggled their hearts out. Don't ask me why they were there! Haha. Maybe they got bored and decided to bully me. Who knows? Haha. What to do? I'm cosmetically and horizontally challenged like what Huishan might say. Haha. That vertically challenged girl! Haha. No offence! Haha. Well, today is a boring day. That's all i can say. So enjoy the poem:

Ahmad Fathi - When I'm Gone

Just lately, I've been wondering
About the future in store for you
You should know i won't be staying
God will take me away from you

Will you ever find the strength
To brave yourself without me?
Are you able to go the length
And live your life without me?

For now you have me to guide you
I'll make sure your path is clear
For now i'll always be by you
And put away all your fear

I promise to give you my all
And go anywhere you will be
I'll make our love stand tall
Proudly for everyone to see

When i'm gone, don't shed any tears
Life will go on without me
I'll pray for you throughout the years
Until one day you come back to me

Expenditure Creates Income

2005-07-24T20:10:00.000+08:00

Well...i got back my mid-year result and it was atrocious. I got A for C Maths, E for Physics and O for Econs. What the hell! I could have passed Econs if only i have answered the second part to the second question. It is damn irritating! Miss Tie condemned me for not using her points in her notes. She is bias in marking. I think i should just stick with my tuition teacher's notes. His is more colourful and easier to memorise. What the hell. Anyway, i've been picking up momentum on mugging and it has been going pretty well but could be better and i hope next week will be even better. Recently, i noticed our local media going hype with the NKF scandal. Sheesh, please lah especially the Malay newspaper. They can only survive when there is some wonderful incident happening. They are not creative at all. No incident tantamount no story. Haha. I've been reading this interesting blog of an Ah Beng who writes every thing from A to Z. He will criticise anybody and i mean anybody including the Government. His entries are hypercritical and i like it. Recently, there's this hoo-haa about writing anything stupid on your blog and they even legislate a law on this. From now onwards, you cannot criticise or accuse anyone without concrete proof or statistics and even if you criticise, it shouldn't be with the intention of bringing his name down. Like what the hell! Do you think i fucking care about all these? No way! I shall write what i feel is right and what i want to write. I hope Singaporeans will dare to publish such hypercritical entries or articles on the internet not just to criticise but for interesting read as well. Singapore is just too boring and dry! Hmm...recently, Nina have been complaining to me about some preacher in college. He or she has been preaching to others about Christianity. I'm not against Christianity but wat the preacher is doing is totally wrong. He or she is being insensitive and obviously he or she is not respecting other people's religions. So read my lips...FUCK OFF! This is a stern warning to future preachers out there in college, be it a Muslim, Christian or a Buddhist, be responsible with your tongue! Cheap skate preaching is not te way to convince people to convert and so is violence. And to the guy or girl who said that the Quran is a carbon copy of Bible, go and fuck yourself. Get your facts right first before you say anything. Go and do some research first before you pester people. That's that! Anyway, yeaps, i'm craving for a set of PS2 and i'm thinking of buying PS3 next year. It has been a while since i last play a game. I shall use my NS pay to purchase PS3. I just don't want to go out often like i did when i served my NS this year. I kept spending and now i'm so broke. PS3 will keep me at home. Hehe. With my Ns pay, i bought a Hugo Boss Bottled, $40 plus Tough Wallet, a Scrumcap for Rugby, a pair of Nike Air Force shoe, a meal at Seoul Garden, a meal at Fish and Co, expenses for my Rugby trip at Kedah playing for Police Rugby Team, a $40 Adidas New Zealand All Blacks shirt, couple of bites at Old Chang Kee, couple of drinks at Spinelli and lastly hundreds of dollars spent on cigarettes especially Lucky Strikes. Sigh. I'm so damn broke now. Oh yeah, i forgot, a dinner at an Arabic Restaurant. Yum yum! Well at least i've contributed much to the economy. Haha. Well, there's nothing else to say here. I just hope there'll be no more bombing. We need peace here. The meaning of Islam is actually peace. I'm just disappointed with some irresponsible people. Too bad they are going straight to hell! Adios!