a nice pleasant song...

well pauline sent me this song a couple of hours ago and i thought its worth sharing..
so yeah...enjoy...

fitness so far

so my injuries are at a minimum now...slightly strained wrist due to basketball and a back muscle pull from benchpress earlier and well another ankle strain due to last weeks game...besides that i am all good...working really hard on my fitness now coz well if i can do 2 sports for volgo, why not right...?if i can play my 110% in both sports...

so yeah if i count my napha test scores...well my platinum score is still a long shot...think sit ups are at about 35 perminute now, pullups are at 7, 2.4 timing i dunno maybe an estimate of 11 mins...(not gonna hit my 8.55 anytime soon...maybe ever) shuttle run shld be the same or better considering the suicides and fitness drills we have been doing in basketball training...mite even get an under 9s timing...ha standing broadjump...definitely better...in other words i feel great about anaerobic fitness...but the aerobic, gotta work on it..

and yeah about aerobic workout, how am i gonna do it if the coach says that i am like the smallest player there...he wants me to bulk up a little,,,thats why the bench press came in today. i rather haf small well toned muscles than big bulky muscles cos well later they are super hard to get rid off wen ur like 40 and everything starts to strech and sag...so yeah happy the way it is now...running gives the best full body workout still, dan and binh would agree...

been a long time since i dunked...the good old days, but with my coach pushing me like this...i say will be able to in 2 months...? think they haf a holiday camp thing going on...really dunno what they talk about esp wen its all in russian...ah well if ned robinson can dunk over spud web at 5 ft 9 inches...come on man a 6 ft dude shld be able to dunk with less efford...ha

still cant believe i am the smallest person in the team...if fariq is there then its 2nd smallest...ha, sorry bro...

thats about it lah...still holding on to the glucose and protein supplements and yeah the cratin...if the time comes for me to go synthetic i will have to, but we all know wat happened the last time yeah...?lets not talk about it any further

sports...the only other thing that keeps the world sane...
the currency...sweat!

haf an awesome weekend...!
God bless!

P.S. druncos...please have mercy tomoro nite...cheers!

!...traeh

"the heart has reasons, that reasons cannot tell"-oth

very often i tend to overlook,we all tend t overlook the fact that our heart makes the right choices all the time...a young boy might have loved his pet so much that nothing it can do can ever make him change his mind.even if it went wild and decided to bite him or nibble on his best cap, he would still think about what it means to him...no matter the damage, the fact that that little kid loved his pet, lets say pup so much will always cause him to reason forgiveness over hatred...and it gets me thinking..how often haf i trusted my heart instead of my head?
-only twice in my life and one of those times have caused me never to trust it again...at least wen i go with my head i get that few minutes of satisfaction, relief or maybe breathing space...nevertheless my heart tells me to believe otherwise...i wish a long run can clear my head if i get a chance to even go for one!

sometimes we find ourselves in a maze in an absolute mist of things, but the solution is very often right there...next to you, or within you.after taking the plunge you realise you should have done that or should have seen that but all along there it was right there beside you. so what keeps us from reasoning...?hmmmh...? i believe we hafta say hello to our head once more, a little spice of ego, coupled with unsurpressable pride is what kept us from achieving what we sought out for in the first place...

and then there is a question of the heart...all i have heard b4 is the heart lets us love people, lets us forgive, lets us move on...nobody told me about betrayal...doubtful anchor decisions...and most unforgivingly heartbreak when ALL comes apart...all i really want is that one right decision that will piece it together, give reason to live, give reason to die, give reason to go through it all...coz if at the end of the day, if i never find that missing piece, i dun wanna be drowned...not yet, not by my own heart...so its there i know...still finding a reason for it to continue beating...still finding that missing piece,,,still giving reasons instead of finding answers...

'i am falling for someone,
trying so hard to resist it,
but its hard...

i am not in control anymore,
i want t so much
and yet i am thinking,
is this the one?
will it last...?
do we feel the same?

my heart is too fraculent
to be taken, given and broken again,
i hope i can wish it away,
this feeling,.
but; it simply will not go

i am vulnerable
i haf fallen for this someone
i have fallen into the
trap of love or merely
just love
pure and sensitive
just a heart
filled with
love!'

-duntellya-

learn to love...

you know the strangest things keep happening...its like the more i hate something or the more i resisit something the more He would challenge me to do it,get close to it...and the things i love...very often i hafta let it go...i guess its a way of saying 'i am committed' but its alsa kinda a way he sets my path right...i know what i want, iknow whats best for me but still, He knows wats even better for me...thats what amazes me the most...i hardly remove my posts, actually i only did it once or twice...cant really remember. but well i am kinda challenged to love the people i blogged about the last time...

it started with a smile, and a handshake...and now i guess we're friends...and now i see, they arent so bad after all...the toilet seats are clean, they irritate me less and well the toiled is still always wet but i guess its gonna come to end soon...

whats with me man...how did this happen...i mean whats happening to me...? anaand would probably think wats wrong with me...am i nuts or what...but i know its the right thing...nobody deserves to be hated...a little love wont hurt...besides, i am grudgeless...and happy!

egyptians!!!

practically dumbasses!!
not to offend anyone in particularbut the 2 dumbest ppl and possibly 4 are egyptians...come on man if peeing all over the toilet seater isnt enough and using toiletries that do not belong to you, and using our cleaning equipment and damaging it, ruining the shower curtains not forgetting causing a total mess everyday which eventually resulted in the destruction of our block floor...these guys are justpractclly dumb!

anaand i still persistent on yelling at them but i totally gave up...if giving them a shooting lesson isnt enough what more do they want...?
i wonder is this what they doin their country...in their homes...not getting your own stuff and using others and damaging it and totally acting as if everything was alright and playing plain innocent as if the heavensopened up for them...

come on man...how cm people be that inconsiderate...! gts me boiling...its practicaly eryday that we hafta scold them!

if the cleanliness isnt it the noise...omg the noise i tell u...i wonder what can 2 guys be doing at 3 am in the morning till the walls go shaking...u can imagine for yourself eh...dah lah budak budak ni pengotor lagi bising macam meriam bom! bom! bom!....teruk lah...and they can be so dumb...afterflooding the whole corridoor can still affort to ask me why the door cant open after kicking the washing machine pipe so conveniently...kesian kawan i shalu cantik kat bawah...juzt bot a new linonium for these monkeys to nicely give it a heavenly rinse...

point dumb talking about these guys...it helps talking about it here...wish i had anaands patience...i so wanna terminate them!!!

chill guys...this is as bad as my nervous breakdown gets...all better now...not gonna go arnd killing people...

haf a good nite ya ol!

a meaningful story..

Take my Son

A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.He said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly.He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.'The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man.

He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears.. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift.'The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings

Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.On the platform sat the painting of the son The auctioneer pounded his gavel. 'We will start thebidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?'There was silence.Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.'But the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?'Another voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh's, theRembrandt's. Get on with the real bids!'But still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son!

Who'll take the son?'Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting.' Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.'We have $10, who will bid $20?''Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.' '$10 is the bid, won't someone bid $20?'The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!'A man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the collection!' The auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is over..' 'What about the paintings?'

'I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings. The man who took the son gets everything!'God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross.

Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: '

The son, the son, who'll take the son?'Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything

FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE....THAT' S LOVE

God Bless.

cavaliers at its peak

and so it i said that a team with 20 wins in a row a season will never go on to win the nba title...let me tell u a secret...its not true...cos this year its gonna happen...the cav's already haf their 8th straight win in the bag beating the likes of other title contenders in their own home court...and everyone knows nobody can beat the cavs at home...not even the celtics or lakers...so yeah this year is the year of lebron james...all he needed was someone to draw attention away from him and we can see mo and delante shinning now...i dunno how he can keep bringing his 'a' game night after night...his passion, his determination is what i am striving for...

talking about the king, we are having our 1st official basketbal tournament here in moscow since i arrived...dunno what its gonna be like or how rough its gonna be but if we play with our hearts i think its not a problem...ppl say ' for love of the game' and i say 'play your hearts out'...the difference is the latter will always derive results while the former will always derive fun no matter what the result is...so yeah it gets me thinking...a little of both would be a cocktail combination...

not feeling too good right now...was having a fever last nyt...and played my futsal league with a splitting migraine...today its a little better...had my ice bath which is seeing my legs more rejuvenated so i just hope i can play my best later...dun wana let my team down...

need all Your strength to play today!

team "hats-off"

so we had a pretty good game today...everything came together...probably that extra pass on that day will make the difference...the ability to score while running the clock down is what makes a really good team...being calm and relaxed with maximum adrenaline pumping will be the difference on sunday...really hoping for the best now...we never played together b4 a month ago but somehow i feel the chemistry building really fast...just hope this is gonna be enough...

i keep saying i am not a centre...never haf been but they all wanna claim tht i am...so we will see what happens wen i dont play centre...

so people in moscow...remember to catch the action this sunday morning....see a team of akmal,billy,remy and fariq come together for the very 1st time...what happens, only the cool dude up in the clouds knows...

cya then.
haf a great day!

a finite whine...

and so i said it...been wanting to say it for a couple of weeks now and i did...it did not come out natural or the way i planned it but it did...

i tried wishing it away knowing that it could only bring me more pain and yet it still happened...the insecurities, the guilt as well as the crushed hope...might all come back to haunt me again...

if only i had something that lasted, something real, something eternal rather than a few days, weeks or months or even worse, years....all i could wish for right now is that you are happy...coz if youre happy i am happy...

saints vs geng malaysia

it doesnt happen all too often...my legs felt great..just need more game time...was a timely defeat as we went down 2-1 to gm but it was a waking up call...more to come...more to expect...its just gonna get better...

i love this game!

cheers!

whats new

and so its been some time since i wrote something personal here..

well, my weekend was a blast...i settled quite abit of my curiosity...mainly in ikea...bought myself a new bed...a really good one that i assume is not gonna give me probs till i end my course...besides the orthopaedic frame is meant to be good for my back and posture...not only is this new bed longer and wider (for my 6 ft frame) its also thicker, cozier and well, as always, orangier...leave it at that...when i sleep for the 1st tym on it tonite i will know what the new bed is all about...

and well my trip to ikea was not only rewarding emotionally and physically but it also showed me how smart some creatures get...try a dog taking a metro...ha..its just sleeping btw...it knows wen to stop coz well, canines are known for their heightened senses ryt...?

thats all for now lah i guess...gonna get back to my books...lotsa catching up to do...

God bless ya ol!

nba preview 2008/09

a lebron team is a champion team...the year of the king...big 3 vs lebron...u know who jumps higher,shoots higher and dunks higher than anyone else....

i know youre expecting a performance from the bi 3 in lakers with kobe in the middle of that, but check out oden..expect nothing les than a show...

so thats baically the 2 videos i managed to get...another game that i wouldnt miss is the bucks bulls game...a beautifully pieced team vs a young team perfect to make history...no comments on this one except its gonna be pretty tight but a high scoring game withboth teams focussing more on offence rather than defence.