Manchester United; youth, talent, experience and luck.

King Eric seems like imagining something. Oh, why imagine when you can do it. Yes, Manchester can do it. They can win every trophy, provided they want to. Maybe it is because of the youth that the team has. Evans, Anderson, Rafael, Nani, Gibson, Welbeck, just part of those who have shown their qualities. These young blood are those who can play all day long, with enthusiasm to match.

Talent is abundant in the squad. If this is a Winning Eleven or FIFA game, the team would have a great stats. By talent, I wasn't only referring to the youth, but also the oldies in the squad. Neville, Giggsy, Scholesy and Edwin. Lucky kids they have people who are great to teach them.

Experience. Sir Alex has told us over and over again he is building a team that is capable to dominate for a long time, be it domestic or Europe or world. So I guess all the experience he has gather is combined to make a team that is worthy of a mention in the hall of fame.

Today, Albert Riera, the Scouser, told that Man Utd are luckier than Liverpool. Reason? We scores late goals. Wait a second....I thought it was Liverpool that are luckier? You scored in the final ten minutes and scrape a win for most of the matches in the first half of the season. And that includes the win against us. Probably the worst match I have ever seen. Please let that be the last. And excuse me Senor Riera, we, Man Utd, actually play that way(hold on, wait, score and give no chance for them to claw back).

I guess this season will be a great season. If it is football, I am a Mancunian. The End.

W, my first love.

I love writing. My first real love. It was not video games, or television, or porn, or Manchester United. It was writing. So I'm sorry that I abandon you. Sorry to think you could be left out of my life and I would not even have the slightest thought of you. When I was little, reading books meant for adults, I got the vision, or rather a dream, that this is what I'll do for life. People look at me like I'm some kind of freak, reading Malay and English classic literature. It would seem alright if I look like in my 20's, but I was barely 8. So now, I'll write, regardless of what people thought of my writing. Hello again my love.

Warm Liking Song lyric

They sounds like Arctic Monkeys, but they sure not. They are a local band, from Alor Star, Kedah. I like them. The Bourjuis. I found them on Nokia Independent Artists Club on Friendster. Then I search for their Myspace page as usual http://www.myspace.com/bourjuisband. Great! I had a Myspace page before but since there are too much attention, most unwanted, I probably deleted it, or was it only abandoned? I can't really remember. By the way, the song title is Warm Liking Song, the first song on my playlist(well, not anymore. But still in the playlist nonetheless), and here are the lyrics. Which I could not sing with. Could you?

Warm-Liking Song

It's hard to fall in love, I mean it's easy to love somebody but the cover,
when this occur, it's pretty damn hard it's happen together and hardly to
get in side her heart, to get her perfect loyalty as she really wants me
this maybe could be, as if we're kissing we'll know what type person are

But I believe that the first love sight so totally amazing
It's only God's work, we can accept it or we can just let it go
and I believe when she said just me in her heart, but one day
I found there's another man with her

It goes for several times I got to rewind scene,
on how when I met her last year
I feel something on my shoulder and it's really heavy to carry on
and I keep wondering out how I want to beat him, cuz I want
her back to me
Yeah, I want to beat him but there my best mates they told me

Now go up, look up to the sky, there are bugs fly,
there are more butterfly in this whole world
Just love it when you're in the blues

Well this is love

No, you need help.

Oh big city funny laa

Cooler Master(a brand of cooling devices for computer) have 'supper silence'. No chat huh?

I don't believe in coincidence. Just like I don't believe in true love, or the existance of healthy relationship amongst human or everyone is born with the same capabilities. No, still don't believe it. Like i don't believe that a big city such as kuching still does mistakes in their language or how big companies still don't know how to spell 'super'.

Or how they messed up their language just to tell people not to steal. Which is as realistic as it gets. You really 'won'. Police call your parents come visit you....what if the shoplifter is 50 or 60 years old? Stupid. Want to know what happens if there are too many shoplifter in one time?

Instead of a 'free ride' in police car, you get free ride in police truck. Like this kids. Bad kids. Don't follow them. They are bad influence. Like me in school. Daa~

Mike's Kuching road trip(or is it?)

The journey from Miri to Kuching took 10 - 13 hours, depending on the courage and navigation skills of your driver.

Went to Kuching last Sunday. Missed most of Manchester United match against Southampton. Don't even know why I went to Kuching. Yes I never been really to Kuching except for Damai(for the Young Entrepreneur Convention). Hmmm...maybe I could check out the statement that Kuching's girls are hotter than any other girls in Sarawak. Yes..I think I'll do that.

The journey also depends to how hungry you are, where you are having your lunch and again, your navigational skill.

Remember how I wrote about the navigation skill? This is why. Stuck(got lost, in other word) in Sarikei...or was it Sri Aman?

But we found this good Digital Copy services that provides laminate, fax and ......you figure out what. We asked for direction.Well, at least the journey was on a Kelisa, not a moped like this. For information, I went with Hafiz and Sivaji. Slept for 30 minutes. Daa~

I hate that place...Qi sucker!

I never thought I would have my energy or qi sucked out from visiting a place. Just a tiny thought of it makes my head spin and my knees numb. The place? No, its not a fish market, nor it is a non-halal restaurant. It was E-Mart. Hafiz made me go to that place. And he also persuaded his mom(well, more like forced. the exact word is " at least sekali jak mak".)

You see, even my usual chrystal clear picture is blurred from lacked of energy.

The moment you stepped in the complex(or from here I would refer to it as Energy Sucking Pit - ESP), you would start to hear the 'feng tau' songs. The chatter of people who amazingly have the energy to even chat. Families with children who does not care the effect of the place to their child's growths. And LOTS of people PRETENDING like nothing is going on! For God sake, I was having a panic attack, increased heart beat, nausea and weak knees!(and so does Hafiz's mom).

Ahh, this is the real E-Mart. Couldn't took pictures outside of this mart because of the energy sucking effect.

Ok, maybe I was being mean in the description. The ESP is more like the Klang or Selayang morning market mixed with Sungei Wang pre-year 2000. Yes...hard to imagine. And its not even a real building. Just a big roof placing everything under it, like a mom taking care of children from various dad. I hate the place. No equivalent to it. Not cemetery(which I love), not shopping complex(which only gives me panic attack for the first 2 minutes), not government offices(oooh~do they have to look like their job is the worst job in the world?) or even the hospital(hey, I practically lived there, know my ways around a hospital since I can walk).

But at least nothing was bought there. But then we went to Kenyalang/Ng Sian Hap/Pasu, and bought something for our long drive to Kuching tomorrow. I played with the trolley, as usual. No, the cat food is not for us. I don't eat cat food, even if I'm super hungry, or when I'm imagining I'm a cat. I would eat fish. Thank you, and I hate E-Mart.

Shopping, the Hate and Love relationship

The brand is Mi Rou. The other is Issey. And Miss Top. Nice name(no, honestly).

Shopping. Hate it. I mean when it is me doing the shopping. You see, I have a small body frame. And for a male in a fashion world where the male model are broad chested and have weight more than 60 kgs( I'll stop here before I sound more gay), I just lose out to have my pick. So there you go ladies, lucky you to have something that actually fits you.

What does this meant? Guys don't have this fashion thing.

As for me, its either Topman, Giordano, Mooks, Polo, Burberry, Seed, Nike, Local Indie Design, Super-Shrinked-Bundled-Shirt or the Tourist- Souvenir - TShirt. All either sized at S, XS, XXS, or kids size 14 or XL. Makes me jealous everytime its shopping time with the ladies. Not to mention the varieties of fashion, geez, now I know why God gave you ladies those 9 months of pregnancy. Its to compensate all the fun you had/will have during shopping. Hurmmm....guess

I just have to continue wearing my old shirt until I got a chance to shop at thsoe boutique again. Anyway, I love accompanying ladies to go shopping. Where else you can say "you look fat in that" and steal some glance to the cute girl trying on the sweater?(no, haven't happened to me).

My Topman hoodies. Size XS. I asked for S but didn't fit right. The salesman 'smiled'. Fuck him.

So please ladies, you can bring me shop with you. I'll give you my honest opinion and maybe I'm not around much(probably sitting somewhere or took a nap in the fitting room), but I will be at utmost help( and jealous with the cheap prices of stylish womens clothes).