i just heard people count down from 5, two floors up, and now they’re making stupid noises and stuff.
oh great, the yam seng. you have no idea how annoying that can be, yknow. like seriously.
and just spoke to my mom about celebrating the new year and stuff, and yeah i agree with what she says, that theres not really that much to celebrate sometimes. the millennium one was special. i just think countdowns and whatnot get lame and annoying sometimes, so oh well.
oh my son they’re freaking chanting “happy new year” now. over and over again. i kid you not.
i will actually write something reflective about the new year, but yes (in a completely non paradoxical nor hypocritical manner), do have a happy new year
it was quite horrible watching them play, and not be able to join them. feel kind of stupid now for not going into the spirit circle at the end, but i don’t know, don’t think i was wrong per se.
i know what i’m asking santa for christmas, after substantial agreements in copenhagen and world peace. i’d like a new knee, one that works fine and won’t give me problems. maybe its looking too far ahead, but i’ve already thought about what’s going to happen 30, 40 years down the line. do i really want a knee replacement, with long recovery periods, reduced range of movement, and lots of pain at 45?
i’ve seriously looked at amputation. i could live with prosthetics, get by and maybe even be able to run to keep fit and stuff. and as an added bonus, it’d be good to scare children with
who knows, its still a long way down. the choice might even be taken out of my hands. i could get hit by a bus tomorrow and get everything removed. which would be sad, cuz we’re playing acsi on friday (which i am trying to get back for, because i’m an idiot)
i hate planning ahead, because i take it for granted that there’ll be a tomorrow to plan for, which is hubris to the extreme. but we all have to plan ahead, don’t we? we are not Janus, we cannot look back and forwards at the same time. I wish I were, because i look back a lot. i think about things too much. I worry too much. but i need to get my head screwed back right, to look ahead and make the most of what i have, but really, all i want is to live for today.
is there a conflict with living for today and planning for tomorrow? i personally don’t see how they can really co-exist, how they can really work in tandem at the same time. if you plan for tomorrow, you surely cannot make the most of today, because your efforts won’t be there, your focus won’t be there, your heart won’t be there.
lunch with the team today was massive fun. sushi buffet at some sushi place at the Cathay was marked with lots of antics. like aladdin prawns. which are basically raw prawns THAT SOMEHOW we ordered. so we ended up with 15 of them. jasper and jonlim are kings i swear, they had like 7 between them. one was bad enough for me. damn nua-nua.
but watching jasper do his sneaky business and dump the prawns when the lady wasn’t looking, or the vast amounts of tissue we used to hide and throw the really awful raw squid cough into, or making sure all the food got cleared before the plate reached weizhong…it was really a lot of fun
although we are horrible people surely for wasting all that food haha.
also, knee is screwed, albeit not as seriously, but still? hobbling for the next few days ftw.
while everyone pontificates on the meaning of life and the unbearable lightness of being,
(or fine, just the couple of blogs i managed to chance upon, which i will assume encompasses everyone because i’m too lazy to check)
i shall talk about my dietary habits, which i hasten to add are of no less consequence than ruminations of existence, just more…tasty.
anyway, i realised my intake today did not go very high on the healthy range of things. for breakfast i had one meat@harajuku (my new favourite food. really), and one sausage standard from breadtalk. for lunch, i had a fillet-o-fish, double cheeseburger, iced lemon tea and large fries. which is really unhealthy, but it was good fun, seeing alison freak out and all.
oh yes dinner. 9pm at AMK bus terminal, so i head to breadtalk to get food. of course, they have this promotion, where 5 buns can be yours for just $6. so…one meat@harajuku and four sausage standards.
its funny when i think about what they say, that what food you eat is based on your lifestyle and work and stress levels and history of disease and race. ok i made the last two up.
but what does that say about me? that i really really like bread? or that i can’t be half arsed to eat properly? or that, well, food is fuel?
probably all of the above.
AND RIGHT
this is the most charming thing i’ve seen in forever. i love it to bits.
i must admit, i heard this stat on one of the many football podcasts i listen to with surprising regularity.
the World Cup draw has been quite interesting, and as expected, there has been so much discussion about the draws and the seedings. like yesterday at FJ just before Grad Nite, when we were talking about who we expected to go through. some of the groups are fairly straightforward to call, but others, not so. Group of Death, G, is particularly difficult, although I do want to see how the DPRK’s team reacts after they get tonked 195-0 by Brazil in their first game.
when was the last time the DPRK got to a world cup? 1966, where they managed to give Eusebio’s Portugal a scare in a 5-3 loss, going down after being 3-0 up. what else happened in 1966? England won the World Cup, after the hosts were put in Group 1 with Mexico, Uruguay, and France.
wait.
South Africa (the hosts) are in Group A (formerly known as 1) with Mexico, Uruguay, and France. so now, either England or South Africa have to be favourites to win the World Cup next year.
another personal favourite statistic of mine :the champions league final in 1999 (26th May 1999) would have been the 90th birthday of Sir Matt Busby, the Manchester United manager who won the European Cup in 1968.
i want to find out all these funny coincidences. just for kicks.
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