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Tuesday, January 23, 2007 : Malaysia Just Did It
Mike says:
... and suddenly the assignments start pouring in. Sorry for the lack of updates, but it's hard to ignore college =(

Anyway, on to another subject. I'm damn jealous lah!
Izzie is now a columnist at a Brunei Newspaper, Skyler got freebies from Star World some time back and my college mate is taking a certain famous blogger up a tall mountain. Damn jealous!
How come my blog doesn't get me anything?? Oh yeah, because I'm not controversial enough. XD

Whenever the headlines on the back of the local newspapers boom the words Malaysia and amazing, that can only mean two things- Malaysia's squash queen Nicole David has probably won another squash tournament after an amazing match, or the Malaysian national football team has once again amazingly defied our perceptions and fell below par on expectations (which isn't high at all, to begin with)

Now don't get me wrong, I don't have anything against our national football team, because I'm behind us all the way.
I mean we can't even qualify for the bloody Asian Cup for crying out loud (unless we're the hosts).

"Eh hallo! We're losing 5-0, so stop looking at that ah lian in the stands and please PASS la!!"

At the end of the day, as Malaysian team athletes we tend to have some sort of ego- and that's a big no no in the world of football.

You can't play as a team when there is ego, and when there's ego there's the feeling of being the best at what you do.
When you think you're the best at what you do,you tend to think the world owes you something and therefore you do whatever the hell you like.
In this case, doing whatever the hell you like is missing training so that you can party all day and all night.

I'd like to see anyone dispute my anology.
I mean, agree or not, when we Malaysians do something "great", we slap ourselves with a huge congratulations and advertise our achievment everywhere.
I know la not everyone is like that, there's always that special handful of people who are humble no matter how great they are, but who says it takes all 11 egos to destroy one football team?

Believe me. I know this because I'm also like that lah, but at least I'm not afraid to acknowledge that.
For me, after having a string of good games in pool or football, I always feel pretty high up there, but somehow I always get brought back down to earth by a bad game or two.

"Good job, mates! We only lost 2-0 today. High five!!"

Sorry I digress.
Anyway I would think, in a nutshell, that Malaysians are much better at futsal than football. I mean we did host the Futsal World Championship some time back and I guess that's pretty cool.

Speaking of futsal by the way, I was at Al-Ikhsan at The Curve on Sunday selecting a new pair of futsal shoes when I saw a few people buying the new Malaysian team jersey from Nike.

Now that was quite an amazing sight. Seriously.

Because, put it this way, our national team's old sponsor, Adidas, isn't exactly a gay sports brand. Yet nobody seemed to want to buy our national jersey back then.

But then again, our national team has always somehow managed to live up to our sponsor's slogan.

Malaysia vs New Zealand 2005

For example, Adidas' catch phrase is Impossible Is Nothing.
True whaat!!~

About a decade ago, anybody would have told you that it was impossible for Malaysia to be ranked lower than New Zealand, Fiji, the Bahamas or even Kazakhstan (immagine Borat playing football) in FIFA's Official World Rankings.

But today!! IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING!! We're ranked 157 in the world below those countries, and even below Swaziland, Bangladesh and EVEN Eritrea. I don't even know where the hell Eritrea is!!

Click to get a bigger view. Viewer discretion is advised.

Hopefully with Nike, our performance will also change, together with the catch phrase.

After all, 157 out of 207 countries isn't too bad right?
I mean we're still ranked higher than 50 countries so that's not a state of emergency yet. Well, actually 41 countries because the other 9 don't have national football teams.

So now that we're with Nike, I'm pretty sure we'll start to progress towards a different tomorrow.
Can we move further down the ranking charts, until we're ranked even lower than those countries that have never even heard of football?




Friday, January 12, 2007 : New Home
Mike says:
College isn't as hectic as I thought it would be so that would mean I get to update more often. Yay.
Oh and by the way, these are my new friends in Taylor's College- Aliah, Vivien and Benita Garlim.
Jeles anot?

There are very few things in life that suck, such as listening to Edwin McCain when you're single, making an urgent phone call to someone who isn't even near their phone, standing next to a guy who just farted when you're in an elevator and so on.

Of course, the suckiest thing I can think of at the moment is to move to a new house. I mean, sure what if it's bigger right? Your friends live far away from you, One Utama is no longer walking distance, there are no nearby football fields, college is now a 40 minutes away, instead of just a 20 minute drive, and the list goes on.
But then again, this only refers to me, as most people who shift are to a more convenient location.

Moving out from my old house, in all honesty, was one of the hardest things I ever had to do.
I don't mean that emotionally though, I'm talking about the physical aspect of it all. I mean, I didn't even know so much garbage existed around my house until the packing started.
The stuff from my room, once all packed up, looked like boxes that rock bands would take with them on tour.

On my last day in the old house, my bed had already been shifted into the new one so I was left sleeping on the floor like a homeless drug addict crashing at an apartment room for sale.

So, yeah, everything and I mean everything was packed up and I was ready to leave my old house for the new one.

I do have some minor qualms about the new house though, aside from the convenience which is not a small problem for me, but a huge one.
I mean, you'd be pretty disturbed too if you were living diagonally across the road from this house.

Immagine staring out of your window in the middle of the night to see that house, in a dim lighting. Exactly, it will be the scariest thing you've ever seen.
In a way, it does look almost like the House of Wax. No kidding.

But the rest of my neighbours aren't too bad, I guess. I mean I don't think any of my next door neighbours will complain about the loud music I blare out in my room; or the living room for that matter.

My neighbour, on both sides. That means hor, no complaints =D

Last time in my old home, I would always go to the park and juggle the ball around if ever there was something bothering me. The privacy always helped get my mind off my problems and that is something I will miss.

In the new neighbourhood, though, there isn't a nearby park for me to go to to get some privacy so the best thing is to stare off the balcony of the third floor.
That's the only reason I go to the top floor- to enjoy the view and to play with myself alone.

I know lah, this pic looks damn emo. It's meant to be emo.

Just so you know, the view up there is great... especially during sunset and sunrise. Period. Full stop.

On a brighter note, living in Damansara Heights may not add to the convenience of being somewhere everyone else goes, it is however in the middle of Bangsar, Midvalley and One Utama.
Pity it's not nearby college, if not I wouldn't be complaining in the first place. >=(

How I grow to like my new crib is something I'm quite uncertain so far, but one thing's for sure. I damn well miss my old home.

Goodbye Bandar Utama. Hello KL.


Sunday, January 07, 2007 : MikeDotOrg: The Movie OST
Mike says:
Yes la! Yes la! Happy New Year la.
I'll post up my new year post soon enugh. And to keep you guys entertained, here's an interesting meme to read, y'know, in case any of you actually like those kind of things.

Question! If your life was made into an autobiographical movie, what songs will you put on the soundtrack?
Surely you'd choose tracks and tunes that would match the mood of the movie. Well, that's where I came across this little game (or a meme, if you may) which lets you decide what songs to play on your autobiographical movie's soundtrack.

This is the first time I've ever done a meme on my blog... but seriously, this one's one of the most entertaining meme I've ever done.
I got this meme from Mr Brown by the way, so if I copied your idea, go cha him and not me.

Ok, so here's how the thing works.
1. Turn on your MP3 player- WinAmp, WMA, iTunes, even your phone, iPod, dopod. Anything lah)
2. Turn on the shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every event poised, press the (>) button
5. Don't cheat. It doesn't matter if you get a happy song during a sad moment in the movie. That's part of the fun of it all.

Below is what happens in movie. As you can see, some of the songs are actually quite perfect for the event, so that's pretty cool considering every song was randomly picked by the player.
Maybe it's just meant to be la XD

Oh and btw, if you want to play along with it and want to post it up, but don't have a blog to post it on, then feel free to go ahead and do it on the comments page. Enjoy :)
BTW, please don't include album art in your comments. That's just a bonus I put into my meme because, like Mr Brown, I'm a big fan of album art.

Opening Credits:

Toxicity by System of a Down
Really cool, but still conventional, way to start a movie- a headbanging, long intro-ish, power chorded song about nothing in particular.

Waking Up:

Stickwitu by Pussycat Dolls
It's kinda like, the main character (in this case, myself) wakes up after realising all the wrongs he's done, all the girls he's hurt and all basically, waking up feeling emo. I never like that when that happens, but unfortunately lor it happens pretty often to me.

First Day At School:

We Want Fun by Andrew W.K.
Oh, memang betul this one. Skewl is for fun. End of story.
(We want fun and you better believe it/ We want fun and hey I need it/ We wanna have fun and we wanna get wasted)

Falling In Love:

Until The Day I Die by Story of the Year
Need I say more? Unbreakable relationship song =D
(But if you died right now know that I'd die to/ Until the day i die I'd spill my heart for you)

Fight song:


Pulse of the Maggots by Slipknot
Eh, this is actually really good for a fight song. Not bad for a randomly picked one.
(I fight for the unconventional/ I fight for the ones that can't fight/ And I won't leave another victim deserted)

Breaking Up:

Hold On by Good Charlotte
Suicide song. Heh. This is funny, but somehow I can still get some painful break up words out of the lyrics. Oh and btw, I don't know either what the hell a Good Charlotte song is doing in my playlist.
(You don't have to go/ This pain you cannot bare/ Do you know what you're doing to me?)


Listen To Your Heart by DHT
Not bad la for a prom song, could be worse.
(Listen to your heart when he's calling for you/ The scent of magic/ The beauty that's been)

Life's OK:

If Tomorrow Never Comes by Ronan Keating
Kinda like a 'sedar diri' song
(Would she ever doubt the way I feel about her/ Would she know how much I love her)

Mental breakdown:

Alone by Creed & Tool
One of Creed's better slow songs in my honest opinion, and a pretty good mental breakdown song. Oh yeah, and I like the band Tool, not because of their music, but because their name sounds like stoole. w00t.
(She told me I was living in the past/ I'm alone/ Now I turn to face the cold/ Never want to spend my life alone)


Santa Monica by Theory of a Deadman
Kinda a cool way to picture a driving scene. Like the character realises his mistake and drives off to find the girl in the rain, or the snow, or the desert, or some really tragic weather. Possibly not a hurricane or a tornado.
(I think I'm on my way/ It just won't go away/ You left me to remain)


Tribute by Tenacious D
Funny tune to play during a flashback. Gets weird especially during the shiney demon part of the song.

Getting Back Together:

The First Cut Is The Deepest by Sheryl Crow
Not bad for a get back together song. Picture a scene where the main character finally tracked and traced his runaway ex-girlfriend to a crowded subway station and finds her in the crowd with her bags and her pet cat wrapped around her neck. I say the cat bit because I didn't want this part to resemble the You And Me video by Lifehouse.
(I still want you by my side/ I'm sure going to give you a try/ If you wanna try to love again, baby I'll try to love again)


Drops of Jupiter by Train
A bit too mellow for a wedding song, especially in a movie, but I guess it's kinda more like a first-first-dance-for-the-married-couple kind of thing.
(Can you immagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken/ The best soy latte...and me)

Birth of Child:

Beautiful by Snoop Dogg, Pharrell and Uncle Charlie
The song title really describes this event best although the motive of it just doesn't quite cut it. But good stuff la.

Final Battle:

Like Light To Flies by Trivium
Not as good as the last fight song la. But this kinda best symbolises the last battle and defeat of the big boss or something.

Death Scene:

Pieces of Me by Ashlee Simpson

Funeral Song:

Through Glass by Stone Sour
O.O Creepy song to play at a funeral. Period.

End Credits:

Ridin' Dirty by Chamillionaire
The best way to end a movie la! Put it this way, it's a good song to play during the bloopers section of the credits.

At the end of the story, if this is how the soundtrack to my autobiography movie is gonna go, then i really don't mind it at all.
It's kinda like a cool movie about ambition, heartbreak and also possibly alot of laughs. The ending could be better though, based on the soundtrack.

So if a big Hollywood director is reading this, please make my movie! You have the soundtrack, now all you need is a plot, a storyline and someone handsome enough to play the title character. Nuff said.


Wednesday, January 03, 2007 : Never dye before ah?
Mike says:

Sorry for the non existent updates for the past week.
I just moved into my new house on Damansara Heights and, as most could tell, I wasn't online because I didn't have a phone line for the entire week, plus it takes quite alot of effort to settle in.
So anyway I'm back (again) and I'll blog about that soon.

When it comes to outrageous jaw-dropping hairstyles, and I don't necessarily mean that in a good way, I am king. No questions asked.

Remember how last year I went that extra mile to look like my idol Cristiano Ronaldo by perming my hair?

Sadly, or very much humourously, I only succeeded in looking like Ivan Campo.

Well, now I've taken that extra leap again by dying my hair- something I never thought I'd do.

I mean I was, like, really happy with black hair.
But then hor, came my decision that black wasn't good enough. Somehow, bizarrely without the influence of alcohol, I decided that I needed a bombastic colour to contrast the dark shade of my hair.

Born was a new Mike- one that noone had ever seen before. Lala Mike!
Now I have what it takes to work at places like Extreme, Converse and Tropicana Life. Plus I now have the only qualification needed to sell VCDs at the nearby Pasar Malam or even, daringly, in front of some hawker restaurant.


Oh and before I forget- Picture! Picture! Picture!


Nolah! Kidding la, dei.

I mean, it's not that bad, right?