Saturday, November 8, 2008

Worth the watch

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (by David Fincher)
"I was born under unusual circumstances"
Coming out Christmas (US)



Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Cannot say "lah" or "yah"!




















What Mirzan is teaching me. 

"Eh you say lah! Miss Wong say cannot say lah!"

Today in 2 hours alone when conversing with him he caught me saying it at least 20 to 30 times. As much as I tried to stop myself, I found myself saying it sub-consciously. "Eh you say lah, again!"

I want to do it cos I do want him to practice the language properly besides our everyday 'lahs'  'lors' 'orhs' and 'yahs' since he's already on the right track.
"Next time you must think first.. use your brain and think. Promise you don't say lah or yah again?" holding out his cute pinkie.

I took his pinkie in mine in a swift and said "Yalah, yalah".

"YOU SAY YALAH AGAIN!!"  

Oops!

Sunday, November 2, 2008

When something sweet turns bitter

Hardly Working: Girlfriend - CHTV

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

When big boys move

It's kind of cute. Gary Brolsma is one of the greatest internet celebrities and it all started from harmless fun of moving to the Numa Numa song and uploading it on YouTube. Known as the Numa Numa guy, he runs a website called newnuma.com .



Monday, October 27, 2008

Magic pinch


















It's that special pinch. That sends millions of watts of jolt into the mind and soul, instantly giving the 'wake up' we need. It occurs once in a blue moon. And when it does, it makes the body cringe in fear of scary possibilities. It makes the brain rethink and create new paths. The body screams "Revamp revamp!"

The time to enjoy is now. Less time for stressing over problems. Less time for self-pity. Less time for wandering. Less time for complaining. Execution has to begin now. Make the best out of things now. Appreciation and gratitude.

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.

If you want to hug your cat, hug it. If you need to apologize to your friend, apologize. Life is too short for waiting. Life is too short for lingering. Because you might not be able to do it tomorrow. Or the minute after that. The divine being up there can cut the breath out of us in a split second or faster. 

Time and tide waits for no man. (Ruz's fav. quote teehee, not sure if it still is) 

When I was little, mum kissed me goodnight every night and I asked her why. She said, in case she doesn't see me the next day. I guess at least I go to sleep knowing mum loves me. I kind of miss her strawberry kisses now but nothing I can do about it. So I spread it on. I'm kind of awkward in showing love to dad and Mat. But Mirzan and the lloved one. Like Mirzan, when I first see him in the day I hug him tight and kiss him on the cheek. Then after that I keep wanting to hug him. He'll probably get sick of it one day haha, but I don't care. 

Live life with no regrets. The time to act is now!

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Apparently

This is what I've learned from watching the lives of a group of boxers.

They're not just a group of dumb dudes going around flailing their arms around trying to knock their opponent out. I mean that's their motive usually but that's not who they are. Like artists, this is their passion. They can 'paint a picture' with their punches. They have to have footwork to move around fast enough. 

We were discussing around the room few weeks back. Maybe boxers are good dancers. They move well with their feet. While watching one of the Contender matches, someone behind me shouted "Dance baby, dance!" He's a local boxing trainer, screaming to a fighter in the ring.

If their rhythm is good, they can beat the opponent. Cos some fighters don't really have rhythm and would find it hard to keep up.

Here's a short clip of Ali dancing, since I'm on abit of Ali craze now. But he is indeed the greatest! Watch the legs.



Friday, October 24, 2008

"The Greatest"





















Muhammad Ali.

Such a clever man who spoke with great poetry. A man who always knew what he wanted and got it. I can't help but research him. I've been watching boxing footage day in and out.

It all started when he was 12, and his bicycle was stolen. He ran up to a policeman, Joe Martin, fuming. Turns out, Joe runs his own gym and trained the boy to box. From there it began.
After Ali had converted to Muslim he was supposed to join the Vietnam War. But he didn't. He was furious at the thought that black people were not treated right, but still had to put on a uniform and "continue the domination of white slave masters" by murdering another nation. 

"I ain't got no quarrel with them Viet Cong... they never called me nigger."

He said war is against the teachings of the Qur'an. 

"I'd rather face machine gunfire before, uh, deviate from the teachings of almighty God and the religion of Islam."

1967, Ali was stripped of his heavyweight title and boxing license due to his refusal to join the Armed Forces on religious grounds. 3 years later, he was vindicated by the US Supreme Court and returned to the ring. 


Ali on how he'd like to be remembered