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"Life is not about what you've gained, but what you've done" - Wong Ka Kui (1962 - 1993)
"I disapprove of what you say but I will defend to the death your right to say it" - The Friends of Voltaire, 1906
"A dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste" - Anonymous
"If you read, you will judge" - Kurt Cobain
last modified Mar 17, 2005 at 0:17
Artist : Hoobastank
Album : 5570
Title : The Reason
I'm not a perfect person
As many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is You [x4]
I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you
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after watching the young italians struggled against Mali during the quarter final, i had half-expected them to be beaten by the argentinians in the semi but still the loss was hard to swallow.
i don't know what the future italian football team will become if that was the way they played. my God! i wonder how they managed to clinch the european under 21 championship title. (fabio, if u read this, mi dispiace il mio amico). it's a worrying trend for the azzurrini because with no creative midfielders and weak defenders, the team was probably depending on lady luck all the way to reach the quarter final.
for a striker of his calibre, gilardino was disappointing and his finishing was so terrible. at times when pirlo made a few accurate beautiful passes as was his trademark to gilardino, he wasted them with several off the mark shots, much like bobo vieri. sheesh!
as a contrast, the argentinians were excellent as a whole. they were so good in defence, so skillful in the midfield and so creative in front, they made the european under 21 champion team (italy) looked so amateurish. i can foresee the future argentina national football team, give and take a few years. this young argentinians will be the world cup champion one day soon.
as for the EPL, hmmm...liverpool oh liverpool. the red's first game wasn't impressive at all, much like a left-over from the gerard houllier's day. i didn't want to answer my office phone the whole week for fear of being ridiculed by a certain chelsea fan. sheesh!
yeah! so i didn't want to join the technical dept's fantasy football challenge. so what?? i'm not a coward, i just dont have the time ok.
as for rafa benitez, i believe that if anybody can take liverpool to the top of the league, it will be this man. he is intelligent and a very disciplined man. come to think of it, houllier was a disciplinarian too, hmmm...please sitinesta, positive thinking only.
liverpool looked much better in their second game against manchester city but still not quite strong and whole. their defence was still terrible. city's goal was really a bad one. what the hell was in carragher's mind when he back-flicked that ball towards his goalkeeper when anelka was hanging around at the penalty area? dudek wasn't the best of goalkeepers and carragher should have known that, thus the blunder.
both liverpool's goals were a blast thanks to baros and gerrard. in my humble opinion, finnan, hamann and josemi were sensational that night. however, the midfield needed extra talents to make an impact and i believe xabi alonso and nunez are capable of doing just that.
it's weird that i didnt feel anything about owen leaving. i was neither surprised nor sad. he was supposedly the star of the team but his transfer didn't move me at all. i was angry when mcmanaman leaved liverpool for real madrid and i was sad when fowler and redknapp were sold. i guess it's true what rob hughes said, that owen was admired but not loved by the fans, yours truly included.
i guess it's too early to say anything about the team but watching the games of others especially arsenal, chelsea and man united, i am a bit worried. hey, forza liverpool anyway.
sebenarnya, aku bukan aje demam bola tapi demam betul2. hari ahad maghin, badan tiba-tiba rasa tak sedap lepas penat kemas rumah. capai sweater lepas tu berselubung bawah selimut tengah-tengah hari buta tu.
diy cakap aku demam sebab terkejut tengok liverpool main macam siot. memang pun. sungguh menyedihkan betul. aku sanggup berkorban tak tengok konsert final AF sangat sbb nak tengok bola tapi hampeh!
lagi ahad malam tu tengok pulak arsenal belasah everton, lagilah aku demam.
aku belasah ubat demam diy, mengantuk gila. tertidur sampai maghrib baru terjaga. malam tu pulak sambil tengok game epl sambil exercise bagi keluar peluh. malaslah nak demam2 ni. bila tengok buku rawatan aku, kali terakhir aku sakit, bulan jun 2002. dapat MC. kira last year aku tak sakit langsung. best gila.
hari isnin aku kerja gak macam biasa. kawan sepejabat aku pulak bagi aku makan ubat selsema dia. tapi kepala sebenarnya dah miong-miong sikit. balik malam tu sempat lagi praktis gitar sikit-sikit.
semalam pagi kepala rasa berat, batuk-batuk dgn selsema, aku pun telefon ofis cakap MC. kebetulan pulak diy cuti sebab ambik ujian bertulis untuk memandu. tahniah babe! dia temankan aku pergi klinik kat bangsar, klinik favourite aku sebab doktor tu hensem gila + baik. hehehe...
doktor nasihat minum air dan tidur banyak2. bestnya aku dengar tapi kenapa doktor bagi mc satu hari jer. hehehe...lepas pergi klinik bukannya aku balik tidur tapi pergi melepak kat mid valley pulak dgn diy. hampeh! frust giler bila pergi jual majalah2 lama kat recycle centre di mid valley tu. 15 kilo adalah dalam RM3. berde'eh macam nak mati aku dgn diy angkut majalah2 tu, dapatnya tiga ringgit jer. sheesh! nak buat beli makanan gendon dgn kaka pun tak cukup.
hari ni kat ofis mengantuk gila tak boleh nak tahan-tahan. kalau ikutkan hati, mau aku balik rumah ni.
14/8 - sabtu maghin, aku belajar dua lagi lagu baru. lagu inggeris dan kantonis tapi cara main hampir sama. dulu, aku tak berapa gemar main cara finger-picking atau pun plucking ni. jari-jemari aku selalu tersangkut antara strings tu. sekarang main dah improve sikit tapi masih kena banyak praktis. bila fikir balik, a'ah dah lama jugak aku tak pakai pick bila main.
lagu first, five for fighting - superman. lagu ni piano based dan memang best giler. chords lagu ni pun empat jer - C, G, Am dan F. masalah aku ni, cikgu cakap main tu takde feel, so bunyi pun tak berapa nak sedap. kata cikgu aku, quote: "playing guitar is all about feeling. kalau takde feel memang takkan jadi punya,". unquote. memang betul pun. bila kita org main serentak, chords yg sama, cara plucking yg sama tapi bunyi yg berbeza.
aduh macam mana nak dapat feel ni. hayati lirik ke, tak jugak. camne ni. sebenarnya, macam mana nak feel kalau main, jari asyik sangkut-sangkut jer. kena cepat tapi kena pastikan tempo tak lari. aduh, tensionnya gua. macam mana nak dapat feel kalau asyik nak fikir teknik. cikgu kata tak pandai balance lagi tapi skil tu akan datang sendiri nanti, kalau rajin berlatihlah. macam perli aje.
lagu second - Beyond - hei foon lei (saya suka awak). ni pun kira adik beradik jugaklah dgn lagu first tu. sekurang2nya lagu superman tu boleh jugak nyanyi tapi lagu kantonis ni, nak nyanyi apa. wuaaaa!!!
apa-apa pun, buku aku dah habis. this week mesti dapat buku baru. cikgu jangan naikkan level aku dulu, nanti kena bayar fee tambah RM10. aku cakap dgn cikgu, aku beginner sampai mati so tak payah naikkan level aku. hehehe...
it took me almost half an hour to convince the crane operator to let me take a ride on the crane's chair-lift to take pictures of the whole marquee a day after the langkawi international dialogue ended. i almost showed him my insurance card. hehehe...
the result was the picture above and the quality wasn't that good, i know. :-(
you know, when i was perched in the lift, almost 20 feets from the ground and with no safety belt, i wonder whether i was an adventurous person or simply a moron, seriously.
my heart was beating like a hammer, i broke out in cold sweat and my hands and legs were shaking while the worker kept telling me not to move. i told him, i couldnt even if i wanted to. hehehe...however, i did discover that i was not afraid of heights and i have not sufferred from vertigo since i could look down without feeling faint.
but it was worth it you know. the picturesque scenery took my breath away. to see langkawi that close from a bird's eye view was simply fantastic and the experience was simply exhilarating.
and to hang in the air just like that for 10 minutes made me respect the workers more. you know, when the contract workers build high buildings, they were standing on the gondola lift/chairlift like it was nothing.
actually i was playing truant when i first approached the crane operator. my colleagues were busy packing our things inside the marquee while i ventured outside at the back of the marquee armed with my camera. that was when i saw the crane operators at work. it was our last day at the pelangi beach.
actually, taking photographs was some kind of escapism for me during the whole event. i felt trap, cooped up inside the marquee from morning till night. my colleagues and i were always sneaking out at the back to take photos. we always ended up taking pictures of the same object. so we had pictures of a marquee in the afternoon, during sunset and at midnight. a bunch of lunatics, that's what we were.
as for my duty, a few communiques and that's about it. we couldn't leave the media centre until the last reporter left. we were always hoping that the reporters would leave early so that we could go back early but to no avail. the LID's opening dinner had ended quite late and all those reporters finished writing their stories at about 1 am. i was already half dead because i was at the media centre from 8am till 2am the next day. sheesh!
i also had to coordinate a PC for a vice president from one of the african countries. he told me the pc would be at 2pm and after i had organised everything he postponed it to 4pm. sheesh! when he still hadn't shown up 20 minutes after 4, i received an "i'll eat you for breakfast" look from my boss. i had to called his liason officer to remind him about the pc. sheesh!
in a way, it was fun working at the LID because everybody except my boss were all cool people, from the technical boys to the website staff, we had a great time. even the ghost at the langkasuka hotel couldn't dampen our spirit of joy but that was another story. hehehe...
bestlah pergi kelas hari sabtu hari tu lepas dua minggu tak datang. dekat nak sejam setengah aku dgn cikgu cari chord lagu rela ku pujuk. itu pun sambung minggu depan, sebab solo tak dapat tangkap lagi.
boleh tahan senang lagu ni cuma banyak bar chords je. kalau ada capo boleh main c chord tapi sbb takde kenalah main d chord tu yg banyak bar chords tu. lunyai jugaklah jari jemari aku.
balik kelas lepak kejap, tunggu zal balik dari UM. dia pergi ambik gambar konvo. dalam pukul 6.30 kita org pergi uptown sbb aku dah rindu gila nak makan ah keong punya yong tau foo. bajet masa, sempat balik rumah utk tengok konsert AF. lepas beli yong tau foo, aku singgah kat kedai vcd favourite aku. ada pun filem Kwaidan arahan Masaki Kobayashi. aku dah lama nak tengok kwaidan ni, filem lama, tahun 1965 tak silap aku. pernah menang anugerah juri kat Cannes. kwaidan tu maksudnya hantu. lepas tu singgah pulak kat secret recipe, beli espresso cheese. sedap gila.
lepas konsert, konon nak tengoklah kwaidan tu sekali dvd player tak boleh baca pulak. siot betul. time-time macam ni memang hangat hati betul. last-last jamming sorang-sorang lagu rela kupujuk. lepas tu tension gak kalau banyak bar chords ni. last-last aku suruh diy ajar aku main lagu Leaving On A Jet Plane. senang jer sebenarnya. chordnya tiga, lepas tu ulang2. tapi cikgu diy ajar dia cara strumming yang berbeza dgn cikgu aku. last-last aku try cara aku sendiri, sama jer bunyinya.
tapi lagu tu memang berhantu, sekali dah main takleh nak stop, ada sampai pukul dua pagi aku main lagu tu. hahaha...
konon, pagi ahad dah janji nak pergi taichi kat titiwangsa, hampeh. last-last satu hari lepak kat rumah tak buat apa pun. main gitar, main gitar, main gitar. lepas tu tengok vcd Garfield. nak pecah-pecah perut aku tengok cerita tu.
malam tadi tengok charity shield. bestnya, tak sabar nak tunggu game start minggu depan. liverpool-hotspur pulak tu. berdebar gila nak tengok wajah baru liverpool.
malam tadi arsenal quite impressive jugaklah. aku dgn diy teka man of the match reyes dan memang betul pun dia yg menang. ceh, kalau hantar sms mesti dah dapat nokia sebijik. hehehe... aku memang suka gila kat jose reyes tu. last season, aku cakap kat diy, kenapalah liverpool tak nak beli player macam reyes tu. aku rasa mesti dia ada potential to be one of the best wingers kat epl.
susah nak cakaplah game Man United malam tadi sbb dia org punya main strikers takde, so finishing pun tak berapa nak bagus. alan smith memang bahaya kalau diberi peluang tapi tak cukup terer. pertahanan dua2 team memang hancus. tapi arsenal punya pemain muda semuanya hebat-hebat berbanding man united.
entahlah, aku tengok as a neutral tapi kalau nak banding dua team tu, aku sokong arsenal-lah, kira the lesser of two evils. hehehe...diy (pires) jgn marah ah!
aku rasa man united sudah menghampiri zaman-zaman kejatuhan. yalah, mana ada benda yg kekal kat dunia ni. tapi main bolasepak ni macam-macam boleh berlaku. so tak berani nak cakap apa2 lagi.
11 ogos ni, kalau tak silap, italy lawan ghana kat olimpik athens. harap-harap menanglah wei...
For an optimist, life is full of promises. it seems that the word promise always conjures up a certain amount of anticipation for the persons involved.
i for one, wasn't much of an optimist but i am a firm believer of a strong hold that a promise has in our everyday life. however, all my life, i have broken lots of promises and therefore many had been hurt by my callousness.
with just a single roll of my tongue, i can promise a friend, a family member, a colleague or a client lots of things. however, to keep my promise is another thing altogether.
promises have always being linked with integrity and honour. politicians promise lots of things to get votes while sportsmen and sportwomen always promise to win their competition. sometimes they deliver and sometimes they don't. along the way, their integrity and honour would be questioned by people like us. 
where did all these lead to, you ask? well, i've broken two important promises in a single month. doesnt say much about my integrity does it?
yesterday, i promised my roommate who is also one of my close friends to attend her convocation. she had just earned her master's degree. since i just got back from langkawi the night before, my boss had given me the day off. so, i called zal and told her i'll be able to attend her convocation and she sounded so excited.
in a way, i have been waiting for this moment as much as she has. i saw how she laboured over her assignments and thesis. she deserved her masters.
when the day came, i didn't go because i overslept. i knew that was no excuse but i didn't even hear the alarm. i wanted to blame it on jetlag but of course i couldn't. it was just as well because deep inside i knew that part of me was too lazy to go. what kind of friend am i? what scared me was i could easily break that promise i made to my best friend.
i didn't even call her much less apologized. i knew she was disappointed with me and i've always found it hard to apologize, my ego won't let me. yeah well! another one in my long list of imperfections.
as a Muslim i could have just say insya-Allah which meant God willing but i was so sure i could keep my promise because she was my best friend.
i guess to her, my promises were no longer sacred and i have no one to blame but myself. why did i find it hard to keep my promises even a simple promise as to attend my friend's convocation. i also promised lots of friends to write them a letter but i didn't. damn! i am a lousy and callous friend.
i just hope she had it in her heart to forgive me for breaking my promise and to my other friends who have been hurt for all the promises i had not kept, i am sorry...
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