My First Partial Soccer League Photoshoot

After I got some idea to take photos of my best buddies to create something that I eventually want to have in my room, I asked Adi if I could take some photos of her in action during her soccer games. Unexpectedly, I ended up taking most of the games she played as I never really got the shot I wanted, though I did come close during training for the final match.

I started out on my uncle's camera at the old police academy, where Adi's team was to play the team from the police. Eventually the team started getting in on the photos, and even the coach was thinking of creating a team album.

I think I need another league to get the photo I want, but if it doesn't work out, I still have the photo I really like. At the end of it all, I still don't really enjoy watching soccer.

New Supporters

Kung Fu Fighting!

Practicing Dance Moves?

So This Is Thriller....

New Mascot With His Own Ball

Pole Dancing?

Mascot At It Again... With Another Ball

Cramping Up

Cramped & Unable To Move

Why Are You So Needy?

Alright. I've finally figured it out and pinpointed the problem that has got me into such a crappy mood. No matter how much I might like you as a friend, I cannot stand it once you get needy. I'm not talking about the few hours that you might need to unload some problem off me. I'm talking about the clingy, 'I have no one to hang out with', 'wish the day didn't end so quickly' kind of sickening need that just suffocates the life out of the one you decided to latch on to.

I know probably being by yourself can get extremely lonely, but don't you have things that you might need to do on your own one of these days? Don't you need your time alone? Well if you don't, I certainly do, and even if I'm not working on a permanent basis, doesn't mean I'm always that free to go out and cater to your every whim and fancy.

Worse part of it all is that you keep contradicting your own words with your actions. Somehow 'having a lot of things to do at home', and 'having to be home by a certain time' seem to fly out the window once we've met and there is definitely no rush to do anything when the attention is all on you. I wonder if you even think about the other people who have already asked for my time way before you, and even think that you're starting to impose on the time I've set aside for others.

Now I understand why I got so worked up when we travelled together. I guess with you I've to set the whole day aside and not even bother meeting anyone else even hours after the 'time you're supposed to be home'.

Sorry... I Never Told You...

I'm not exactly sure when it actually started building up but something was making me more and more frustrated to the point I almost blasted Adi for a little joke she made regarding an error in my text message to her. Later on when we were alone in the car I did tell her about it and laughed the whole issue away as we always do.

Somehow I still feel like I owe her an apology.

I know why/who actually got me frustrated. I probably even told her about the whole thing on the way back to her place. However, for that strange feeling that I have an apology to make is still like some weight swinging in my chest.

Maybe it is about some thing or another after clubbing? Maybe it's seeing her all tired out? Or could it be some empathy regarding the game?

Maybe we need to talk? Let me know.

Another Year Has Passed

Edith

Another year older & (hopefully) wiser.

10 Years On....

In memory of my PoPo

She would have been 77 years old, a great-grandmother to 5, and probably still having mahjong sessions at the house every weekend.

What The Hell?!?! I Don't Believe!!!

Having a car drive down the wrong way on a single-lane one-way road is something I see quite often when people try to take a short-cut out of the car park near my apartment. Seeing a car drive down the wrong way on a 3-lane carriage-way or highway is something I thought I'd only see in the movies.

Today would be the day that it actually happened and I think the stupid idiot actually thought I was going the wrong way! While the whole road was rather empty except for me and a taxi a distance away, the driver came down the furthest right lane and actually flashed his headlights at me as if I was in the wrong. The bugger must either be drunk (as it's the start of a long weekend), got his license from America or Philippines (or some other country where they drive on the opposite side), or he must be an idiot.

I guess he realised his mistake when he saw the taxi behind me, and the traffic on his left that was overtaking him across the center divider, which was when the signal came on in an attempt to find a way to make a turn. Well good luck buddy. You should have just done a U-turn and gone back up with the flow of traffic, turn to the AYE and turn off at Alexandra.

But I think it would be better if dangers to society like you just went straight, turned into the Queenstown police station and declare yourself unfit to drive.

Nothing Better To Do Than Stir Up Problems?

Was going about my daily surfing spree when this article caught my eye. The issue that didn't sit right was the quote "Chili crab is Malaysian. Hainanese chicken rice is Malaysian. We have to lay claim to our food,". Particularly "Hainanese chicken rice is Malaysian".

Now it's not for me to say where dishes like the Chilli Crab, Nasi Lemak, or Laksa originated from, but to say a dish named Hainanese Chicken Rice would originate from Malaysia and not China. It's like saying Penang Char Kway Teow or Penang Laksa originated in Johore. Then why bother calling it a Penang dish if it came from some other state?

The article then states "Some creations, such as chicken rice, were introduced to Malaysia and Singapore by ethnic Chinese workers who settled here after leaving China a century ago." - shouldn't this give you a clue where that very dish's origin is?

Other than a lot of other words that come to mind, I think this whole idea is ridiculous. Seriously.... is there nothing better to do?