Sometimes, a bad thing doesn't mean it's all that bad. That this story for instance:
On Wednesday, my colleague Tamarai and i were supposed to cover the hearing of the couple kissing and hugging in KLCC park at the DBKL Magistrate Courts (which, trust me, took me four tries to get the directions to it right!). However, after postponing the time twice, i guess the DPP decided to postpone it to a further date; perhaps when my industrial attachment is over.
Feeling a little disappointed over my "first" court hearing, Tamarai suggested for us to visit the Federal Courts in KL. And lo and behold, there was a hearing going on the robbery case that involved four police officers robbing a family not too long ago. So, we decided to head in and attend the hearing, with other reporters from other papers seated at the bench. Got to know other reporters from Berita Harian, The Star and New Straits Times there. After the hearing was over, we went for lunch and later wrote the story, which appeared in the paper the next day.
I realised a lot of things about Court Reporting;
1. You need really good hearing. Even though there'll be transcripts prepared, but hearing what defence attorneys, lawyers or the Magistrate said is crucial, word for word!
2. Compared to Boston Legal or The Practice, real-life isn't so drama, though tension can still be felt. It's very monotonous and... boring? This was what happened when the DPP questioned the first police officer;
DPP: Anda faham dakwaan yang disebut?
Accused: Faham.
DPP: Adakah anda mengaku bersalah?
Accused: Tidak.
It was the same for the other three. Sorry for being thinking creatively on overdrive mode, but i expected it to be more dramatic, like so;
DPP: Anda faham dakwaan yang disebut?
Accused: Faham.
DPP: Adakah anda mengaku bersalah?
Accused: TTTTTTTTTTTTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKK!!! SAYA MEMANG TAK BERSALAH! TAK BERSALAH! TOLONG, TOLONG SAYA! SAYA TAK BERSALAH, SUMPAH! TOOOLLLLLLLOOOOONNNNGGGGGG!!!
(followed by the other officers present whacking the estrangled fellow with batons and dragging him out)
*sigh*
3. All reporters are friends. They don't bitch about one another but share information and help one another, despite coming from different press companies. We scratch each other's backs, doing over public duty to inform the public on what really happened.
4. No goody bags, just cold, hard news reporting and a deadline to meet. Journalism isn't about getting free stuff; it's about reporting the facts to the masses and the love of writing.
I have a lot to learn. I need to find which piece of the puzzle i am and where i really fit.
Love & Peace!~
BC?
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Saturday, July 22, 2006
It Has Been Awhile....
And it's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I first saw you
And it's been awhile
Since I could stand on my own two feet again
And it's been awhile
Since I could call you
Today was rather eventful. From meeting Aaron Oon for Dim Sum breakfast in Sri Petaling, till the moment i'm writing this blog down!
Anyway, met up with the new UTAR PJ CF committee members this afternoon at the Dewgem's house today. Traffic is a killer, as Ben and i went to get lunch for the comm. It didn't improve when i rushed back to Ampang for practice for service tomorrow.
Anyway, i'm glad that i get to know more people, like Jessica, Jun, David and Cheong Keen. But due to time constrain, i had to hurry back to church, leaving me with basic formality with these new members. I should spend more time with them and get the info from Sui Li tomorrow. But at church, is was then i saw HER once again.
His story about "her"
You know that feeling you have when you met someone you have feelings for after a long time? That exact feeling arouse when i met her again today at church. It's has been a long time since i last saw her.
She's indeed a beauty. Having the curves at the right spot. Her looks, her character, her features captivated me. There are others who are better, but she fits me well. It was like we were met for each other. Since we last met more than five years ago. We had an affair and it used to last almost every weekend. Sometimes, it carries on during the weekdays.
As my fingers touched her, she moaned lowly; beautifully. It's a gift that God gave, and i thank God for this lovely gift. Sliding my fingers to the groove. I enjoyed every moment of intimacy with her. Sometimes i digress. People do make comments about us, by the way we dance. Too loud, too dramatic they say. Sometimes i miss a key, sometimes she does. I try to control myself, but passion got the better of me.
There are times she goes through difficult situation, she becomes cold and quiet; helpless in the middle of everything. At times, i tried, but i couldn't and had to resort to others to fix her back to shape. I panicked; i was pathetic.
But with my commitment with work, i couldn't tango with her that often. Days after days, weeks after weeks, we looked away from each other. Deep inside, i felt lonely; useless. Today however, once again, we met, and i immediately embraced her; enjoying every moment with her like we used to. I don't give a damn of what others say, i just want to be with her.
I wish she was mine, but she belongs to an organisation. Can i buy my love from them? Or should i move on to another? I'm stuck with this dilemma.
But i'm going to see her again tomorrow morning. And once again, we'll waltz with the music. I'll try to watch my steps properly this time, cause the idea of her in my hand is electric. I can't wait to see this beautiful thing again tomorrow. And her melodies voice i long to hear.
Anyway, this is a photo of me and her together:
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I first saw you
And it's been awhile
Since I could stand on my own two feet again
And it's been awhile
Since I could call you
Excerpt from Staind's It's Been Awhile
Today was rather eventful. From meeting Aaron Oon for Dim Sum breakfast in Sri Petaling, till the moment i'm writing this blog down!
Anyway, met up with the new UTAR PJ CF committee members this afternoon at the Dewgem's house today. Traffic is a killer, as Ben and i went to get lunch for the comm. It didn't improve when i rushed back to Ampang for practice for service tomorrow.
Anyway, i'm glad that i get to know more people, like Jessica, Jun, David and Cheong Keen. But due to time constrain, i had to hurry back to church, leaving me with basic formality with these new members. I should spend more time with them and get the info from Sui Li tomorrow. But at church, is was then i saw HER once again.
His story about "her"
You know that feeling you have when you met someone you have feelings for after a long time? That exact feeling arouse when i met her again today at church. It's has been a long time since i last saw her.
She's indeed a beauty. Having the curves at the right spot. Her looks, her character, her features captivated me. There are others who are better, but she fits me well. It was like we were met for each other. Since we last met more than five years ago. We had an affair and it used to last almost every weekend. Sometimes, it carries on during the weekdays.
As my fingers touched her, she moaned lowly; beautifully. It's a gift that God gave, and i thank God for this lovely gift. Sliding my fingers to the groove. I enjoyed every moment of intimacy with her. Sometimes i digress. People do make comments about us, by the way we dance. Too loud, too dramatic they say. Sometimes i miss a key, sometimes she does. I try to control myself, but passion got the better of me.
There are times she goes through difficult situation, she becomes cold and quiet; helpless in the middle of everything. At times, i tried, but i couldn't and had to resort to others to fix her back to shape. I panicked; i was pathetic.
But with my commitment with work, i couldn't tango with her that often. Days after days, weeks after weeks, we looked away from each other. Deep inside, i felt lonely; useless. Today however, once again, we met, and i immediately embraced her; enjoying every moment with her like we used to. I don't give a damn of what others say, i just want to be with her.
I wish she was mine, but she belongs to an organisation. Can i buy my love from them? Or should i move on to another? I'm stuck with this dilemma.
But i'm going to see her again tomorrow morning. And once again, we'll waltz with the music. I'll try to watch my steps properly this time, cause the idea of her in my hand is electric. I can't wait to see this beautiful thing again tomorrow. And her melodies voice i long to hear.
Anyway, this is a photo of me and her together:
The lovely Fender Squire Series Four-string Jazz Bass Guitar and me (yes, i had short hair before!) posing for the moment.
What were you wet-salty readers thinking! PERVERTS!
Enjoy a wonderful day tomorrow!
Love & Peace!~
BC?
Great Powers, Great Responsiblities!
Got back home from Homegroup meeting at Oliver's place. Glad Iggy's back and managed to join us today.
Before Homegroup, i got a goody bag that contained (gasp!) several bags of Kotex sanitary pads. I was tongue-tied.
Living a job has a reporter has it's ups and downs. You'll meet people, expanding your circle of contacts, widen your horizons and get free stuff (advices and goodies) as you go along. While at the same time, you need to know how to get to places, meet deadlines, produce articles under pressure and face the music now and then.
But the bottomline is if you aren't passionate about writing, journalism isn't the field to be in. Because besides reporting, meeting and calling people up, that's what you'll be doing for life! I love it! Therefore, i write!~
Before Homegroup, i got a goody bag that contained (gasp!) several bags of Kotex sanitary pads. I was tongue-tied.
Living a job has a reporter has it's ups and downs. You'll meet people, expanding your circle of contacts, widen your horizons and get free stuff (advices and goodies) as you go along. While at the same time, you need to know how to get to places, meet deadlines, produce articles under pressure and face the music now and then.
But the bottomline is if you aren't passionate about writing, journalism isn't the field to be in. Because besides reporting, meeting and calling people up, that's what you'll be doing for life! I love it! Therefore, i write!~
If Clark Kent can move around real fast, can he also think as quick as his fingers move when he writes a story? Hmmm....
Anyway, a few weeks back, Joshua Wong told me i'll be part of the new CF committee. Last week, Angel reminded me about it, and Dewgem comfirmed that statement; i'm the auditor for the UTAR PJ CF.
With great powers, comes great responsiblities... a motto i'll always remember.
This role is situated after the committee members role, putting me at the bottom feeder role. But it doesn't matter. What matters most is that i get the job given to me done, submitting to authority and doing it full heartedly for God. I'll do my best to work with the current committee, consisting of Dewgem, Sui Li, Tan Jo-Anne, Joanne Lee, Michelle, Joshua Wong, and few others i've not met.
I wonder, if you're holding a small post, does that mean your passion and zeal is that small as well? Is your passion as big as your position in the committee? Sometimes, this is why a committee of an society can easily crumble: people are all power-hungry for exco posts.
"Having this ministry by the mercy of God, we do not lose heart. "
2 Corinthians 4:1
Perhaps if people would just put in their 101% effort into they job, no matter what post, projects or tasks given, i guess 60% of failures in a committee can be avoided. What do you think?
"For God, who said, "Let light shine out of darkness," made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ. But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us."
2 Corinthians 4:6-7
I'm just human that needs God's strength to empower me. I'm no hero, just human.
Anyway, here's a Spider-man 3 trailer:
I prefer the smooth, black symbiote suit look like the ones in the comics to this one. But then again, it's director Sam Raimi's small ideas. The same one like organic weblings and Mary-Jane Watson is Peter's first love. I guess i can shallow it. We'll just see the movie in 2007.
Love & Peace!~
BC?
Monday, July 17, 2006
Gems Among Junk
Have you ever been to a flea market?
Nope, it isn't a market where dozens of wet, smelly dogs laze around waiting for the fleas on their backs to hitch hike a ride on another dog or human. Neither do they sell bags of fleas to be cooked.
Nope, it isn't a market where dozens of wet, smelly dogs laze around waiting for the fleas on their backs to hitch hike a ride on another dog or human. Neither do they sell bags of fleas to be cooked.
Perhaps they sell cute flea soft at the flea market?
It's basically a place where people set up stalls to selling old, used stuff. Anything ranging from old antiques, toys, books and more importantly, music vinyl discs and CDs! Original CDs!
Yesterday after lunch at Amcorp Mall, Kimberley, Derek (Kim's bf) and i walked around the flea market there and looking at stuff they have to sell. It was like walk into a place where time has forgotten. Or perhaps it's like walking through the past (if that made more sense!) I'm impressed that they even have rusted keris and Chinese swords on display. But the main highlight is the CDs there!
A flea market in China
Can you believe used, poorly maintained yet original CDs are sold at RM10 per piece!? Yes, the CD might have scratches and the lyric booklet torn, but it's still original! And the best part is you can find good music CDs that aren't available anymore in stores!
I got myself Matchbox Twenty's Mad Season and Hootie and The Blowfish's Cracked Rear View for only RM18! But Kim got a better deal; her untouched Renee Olstead CD, which normally costed at a jazz CD price of RM60 was bought at only RM10! Plus, Derek bought another CD, Sliverchair to add up the total purchase of RM18.
Matchbox Twenty's Mad Season. There was a bonus live CD in it as well. Sweet!
Hootie and The Blowfish's Cracked Rear View. Listening to it and loving it!I personally believe that a flea market isn't a flea market. Rather, it's a F.L.E.A. market (Functionable-yet-Left-behind Equipments and Antiques Market). This is definately one place i'll come back. I think i'll bring Rowen along next time to see the antique war uniforms they have there. My dad would be estactic, seeing old stuff from the past up for sale there. I would be back for more original CDs!
Love & Peace!~
BC?
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Of Feasts, Talks and Farewells
That's basically what's been going on since yesterday afternoon till this afternoon. Just that.
It all began yesterday afternoon when i decided to dropby 1 Utama to look for presents for Mary & Martha and Melissa, besides trying to use the discount coupons i have with me. Then other objectives came along, like assisting Kevan to get the Planet Shaker's All That I Want CD, and later chat time with Aaron Oon.
Met up with Aaron Oon in The Curve after getting a t-shirt for Melissa and CD for Kevan, only to discover he had when through lasik eye correction surgery. Was wondering few weeks back whether he went through some manhood-enhancement surgery or something since he was secretive about the surgery then. Later had (green) tea and sushi with him while we chat.
It's been awhile since i met up with him, and i'm glad that he considered me as one of his closest friends. I hope Aaron gets a job soon.
In the evening, i regretfully had to pass Homegroup meeting to attend Emily's farewell dinner. She'll be going off to Germany (or somewhere in UK) to continue her studies. Most of the office colleagues were there, and so was Kathleen, who has finished her internship in theSun couple of weeks back and new friend Dominic, Boon Siew's 8 (or 9?) year old hyperactive-energetic kid! Had fun chit chatting with everyone from the office in a non-office enviroment. Though i was late because of a few wrong turns and Secret Recipe in PJ States is located in a secluded area.
When we all departed, i tried to catch the Homegroup and drove down to Desa Pandan, only to discover it was over. Not wanting my trip to be in vain, i decided to go over to Kevan's house to pass him the CD. Upon arriving there, i was greeted by the Phua family, and had a chat with Aunty Sally. Another nice chat of how i what i'm doing now over some durians and ice cream soda.
She's like a second mom to me, where i can almost pout out my heart, troubles and thoughts to her. She was one of those people who supported and advised me when i became a UTAR reject. Haven't been there very often since i shifted here to Sri Petaling. Walking five minute to Mutiara Condominium to swim was a thing of yesterday. I miss those times, therefore the chat i had with Aunty Sally (and Jeremy butting in occasionally) was refreshing and encouraging.
This morning, i was with the family for Chinese Dim Sum breakfast. Ernest is leaving again for Terengganu after returning a day here for his dental appointment. I guess i wouldn't be seeing him for awhile. But i pray his application for the biotech course he wanted will be approved ASAP.
And not seeing oh-so-busy Justin Botak on Wednesday night with SherMayne was joy to me. I mean, i wasn't glad he gave me a CD for my birthday present, but he took time to come all the way here to check on me (putting aside the fact SherMayne's in OUG!) But it made me happy.
Perhaps i should make time for the little things in life that are important. Without human communication, i think i'm done for!
"Sometimes in our lives
We all have pain, we all have sorrow
But, if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow
Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long 'til
I'm gonna need somebody to lean on"
Extract from Lean On Me, by DC Talk
Love & Peace!~
BC?
It all began yesterday afternoon when i decided to dropby 1 Utama to look for presents for Mary & Martha and Melissa, besides trying to use the discount coupons i have with me. Then other objectives came along, like assisting Kevan to get the Planet Shaker's All That I Want CD, and later chat time with Aaron Oon.
Met up with Aaron Oon in The Curve after getting a t-shirt for Melissa and CD for Kevan, only to discover he had when through lasik eye correction surgery. Was wondering few weeks back whether he went through some manhood-enhancement surgery or something since he was secretive about the surgery then. Later had (green) tea and sushi with him while we chat.
It's been awhile since i met up with him, and i'm glad that he considered me as one of his closest friends. I hope Aaron gets a job soon.
In the evening, i regretfully had to pass Homegroup meeting to attend Emily's farewell dinner. She'll be going off to Germany (or somewhere in UK) to continue her studies. Most of the office colleagues were there, and so was Kathleen, who has finished her internship in theSun couple of weeks back and new friend Dominic, Boon Siew's 8 (or 9?) year old hyperactive-energetic kid! Had fun chit chatting with everyone from the office in a non-office enviroment. Though i was late because of a few wrong turns and Secret Recipe in PJ States is located in a secluded area.
When we all departed, i tried to catch the Homegroup and drove down to Desa Pandan, only to discover it was over. Not wanting my trip to be in vain, i decided to go over to Kevan's house to pass him the CD. Upon arriving there, i was greeted by the Phua family, and had a chat with Aunty Sally. Another nice chat of how i what i'm doing now over some durians and ice cream soda.
She's like a second mom to me, where i can almost pout out my heart, troubles and thoughts to her. She was one of those people who supported and advised me when i became a UTAR reject. Haven't been there very often since i shifted here to Sri Petaling. Walking five minute to Mutiara Condominium to swim was a thing of yesterday. I miss those times, therefore the chat i had with Aunty Sally (and Jeremy butting in occasionally) was refreshing and encouraging.
This morning, i was with the family for Chinese Dim Sum breakfast. Ernest is leaving again for Terengganu after returning a day here for his dental appointment. I guess i wouldn't be seeing him for awhile. But i pray his application for the biotech course he wanted will be approved ASAP.
And not seeing oh-so-busy Justin Botak on Wednesday night with SherMayne was joy to me. I mean, i wasn't glad he gave me a CD for my birthday present, but he took time to come all the way here to check on me (putting aside the fact SherMayne's in OUG!) But it made me happy.
Perhaps i should make time for the little things in life that are important. Without human communication, i think i'm done for!
"Sometimes in our lives
We all have pain, we all have sorrow
But, if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow
Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long 'til
I'm gonna need somebody to lean on"
Extract from Lean On Me, by DC Talk
Love & Peace!~
BC?
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Mussing about... stuff?
So much to tell, so little time.
Nonsense or senseful, you be the judge.
Basically, i've entered the seventh week of my industrial training; it's definately a preview to what i would be doing once i graduate from university. There are a lot of things going on, that i can't even hear myself think. I guess i should go back home later and clean my room without any music on (perhaps instrumental, but nothing more than that.)
Anyway, here are a list of stuff that's been going on in my head:
Keep forgetting that i'm still studying, not working for life, yet.
Ernest is in Terengganu continuing his studies, coming back to KL soon.
Rowen in TBR, and will be leading Homegroup tomorrow night.
Will be attending Emily's farewell dinner tomorrow.
Justin, who is now working, gave me a Fernando Ortega album, Home.
Kevan is also working, with Kam Fwei.
Oliver is graping, but i hope he gets a job soon.
Still getting used to the leather wallet i got for my birthday present from my Homegroup members cause i'm not use carrying coins separately.
Miss the CF in UTAR.
My spiritual walk is rotting away slowly.
My social life going with it.
Dad is still same old same old.
Self focus is slipping away.
Lots of writing to do.
Lots of things to think about.
Mussings.
I guess i need help, huh? Going against destructive self, i really need to look to God for wisdom, strength and the will to move on.
"And its gone... gone... going...
Gone... everything gone... give a damn...
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing...
Gone people... up awkward with their things... gone.
You see yourself in the mirror
And you feel safe coz it looks familiar
But you afraid to open up your soul
Coz you don't really know, don't really know
Who he is, the person that's deep within
Coz you are content with just being the name-brand man
And you fail to see that its trivial
Insignificant, you addicted to material...."
Love & Peace!~
BC?
Nonsense or senseful, you be the judge.
Basically, i've entered the seventh week of my industrial training; it's definately a preview to what i would be doing once i graduate from university. There are a lot of things going on, that i can't even hear myself think. I guess i should go back home later and clean my room without any music on (perhaps instrumental, but nothing more than that.)
Anyway, here are a list of stuff that's been going on in my head:
Keep forgetting that i'm still studying, not working for life, yet.
Ernest is in Terengganu continuing his studies, coming back to KL soon.
Rowen in TBR, and will be leading Homegroup tomorrow night.
Will be attending Emily's farewell dinner tomorrow.
Justin, who is now working, gave me a Fernando Ortega album, Home.
Kevan is also working, with Kam Fwei.
Oliver is graping, but i hope he gets a job soon.
Still getting used to the leather wallet i got for my birthday present from my Homegroup members cause i'm not use carrying coins separately.
Miss the CF in UTAR.
My spiritual walk is rotting away slowly.
My social life going with it.
Dad is still same old same old.
Self focus is slipping away.
Lots of writing to do.
Lots of things to think about.
Mussings.
I guess i need help, huh? Going against destructive self, i really need to look to God for wisdom, strength and the will to move on.
"And its gone... gone... going...
Gone... everything gone... give a damn...
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing...
Gone people... up awkward with their things... gone.
You see yourself in the mirror
And you feel safe coz it looks familiar
But you afraid to open up your soul
Coz you don't really know, don't really know
Who he is, the person that's deep within
Coz you are content with just being the name-brand man
And you fail to see that its trivial
Insignificant, you addicted to material...."
Taken from Gone Going by Black Eye Peas featuring Jack Johnson
Love & Peace!~
BC?
Letting It Go!
Sometimes, life isn't just fair.
If life keeps whispering nonsense into your ears, touting you non-stop, go ahead and give that chump a nice, firm headbutt. (see picture)
I believe it takes two to clap, and both parties were wrong. Zidane should have just brush that insult off, while Marco should just pipe down and leave comments to himself.
I still hear comments that Italy won by luck, France should have won and yada yada yada....
For the record, Italy is the FIFA 2006 World Cup champion, period. Take it or bite the apple of harsh reality!
Be warned, don't ever try attempting this on a lady friend or you'll die a million deaths, you salty wet dog!
Love & Peace!~
BC?
If life keeps whispering nonsense into your ears, touting you non-stop, go ahead and give that chump a nice, firm headbutt. (see picture)
I believe it takes two to clap, and both parties were wrong. Zidane should have just brush that insult off, while Marco should just pipe down and leave comments to himself.
I still hear comments that Italy won by luck, France should have won and yada yada yada....
For the record, Italy is the FIFA 2006 World Cup champion, period. Take it or bite the apple of harsh reality!
Be warned, don't ever try attempting this on a lady friend or you'll die a million deaths, you salty wet dog!
Love & Peace!~
BC?
Monday, July 10, 2006
No FRENCH Toast or FRENCH fries for us, just Pasta and Meatballs, please?
I woke up when Tracy's sent her a message to me, saying Italy won the World Cup 2006!
Sleeping early yesterday, i got out of my bed and checked out the highlights of the games. Not bad, winning the World Cup by 5 -3 at penalty. Not very frequent that you see this happenning.
This is the fourth time around that Italy held the World Cup... and France failed to stop that. Can't believe Zidane headbutted the other player. I was dumbfounded watching that scene on the highlights. Indeed everyone who watch the match would remember that 110th minute scene that got him a red card.
It would be nice if France were to win, letting the veteran players go off in style. But then again, the ball is round, the field is green and anything goes.
Well, this world cup is done with. Now fans and players will be looking forward to FIFA World Cup 2010. I know many Brazil and England fans are! Who knows? Brazil might take back the cup once again? Or England shall prevail the next time? Can Malaysia make the cut in the next match (FYI, Malaysia did enter in the World Cup eons ago!)
Anyway, speaking of Brazil, i got this e-mail from my colleague at office, and decided to share the pictures with you readers. Do click it if you can't see the wording. And Brazil fans, don't beat the blogger or hate the player, hate the game:
Sleeping early yesterday, i got out of my bed and checked out the highlights of the games. Not bad, winning the World Cup by 5 -3 at penalty. Not very frequent that you see this happenning.
This is the fourth time around that Italy held the World Cup... and France failed to stop that. Can't believe Zidane headbutted the other player. I was dumbfounded watching that scene on the highlights. Indeed everyone who watch the match would remember that 110th minute scene that got him a red card.
It would be nice if France were to win, letting the veteran players go off in style. But then again, the ball is round, the field is green and anything goes.
Well, this world cup is done with. Now fans and players will be looking forward to FIFA World Cup 2010. I know many Brazil and England fans are! Who knows? Brazil might take back the cup once again? Or England shall prevail the next time? Can Malaysia make the cut in the next match (FYI, Malaysia did enter in the World Cup eons ago!)
Anyway, speaking of Brazil, i got this e-mail from my colleague at office, and decided to share the pictures with you readers. Do click it if you can't see the wording. And Brazil fans, don't beat the blogger or hate the player, hate the game:
So, Justin! I guess the worship team will be expecting Italian food on you lah! We'll be waiting.
Love & Peace!~
BC?
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