Return from the wilderness.

I participated in the 6th Borneo Debating Competition last week. It was my first external competition since 2005 and my first competition in three years. Pardon the trivial trivia, it's part of my Free School culture to take competitions very very seriously. It's great to compete again.

I learned how to debate a month ago. So I had my work cut out during the past month. Went to the main campus in Kota Kinabalu to learn from the members of the Debate Club. I daresay I learned more in those two days than all the 3 weeks of preparation in Labuan. With all due respect, they have more members and the resources to learn and improve. Not trying to put down anyone here.

Went as an adjudicator for the competition, which meant it was even more difficult for me as you need to be an experienced debater if you want to be an adjudicator. More to follow...

I don't know what to say

I do know what to say, I just don't know where to begin. Or what to say. Logic = fail.

Who writes this junk?

Football is a game that is played with your legs. Football is not a sport where a bunch of men are paid mega bucks in America to wear full body armor and charge at the opposite team. They don't even kick the ball much. That's not footie.

Glad that's sorted out. Now, apparently everyone who is anyone can be a football writer. You no longer need to be a player, former player, coach or someone who is directly or indirectly involved in the game to write about the game. Which of course is a total insult to these people as they know the game better than the average fan.

Turns out that the average fan can make a living out of writing about football. With little knowledge of the game, one has to wonder who is the idiot who let them bore us with their junk. Seriously, all they do is bash the teams, bash the players without having an understanding of the game. I've been reading The Star since I got back from holiday and this guy writes a weekly football column. And all he does he unfairly trash the players. Ok, I expected this guy to at least be a player or a coach but this guy turns out to be a fat guy posing for the camera. My P.E. teacher can do a better job than you.

And now to espnstar.com, the site rates the players after every match and I have to say any literate person can do a better job than the current staff when it comes to rating players. If a team wins, lets just say by a comfortable margin, the players on the winning side would get a rating between 6.5-8.5... they rarely get a 9 or a 10. You would think, okay the guy has his arguments but when you watch the match and see how well/poorly they really performed you'd question the man's intelligence. Inaccurate explanations, biased ratings and not to mention posts that sound like blog-posts. Such unprofessionalism such not be practiced by the writers of a famous website that is responsible for delivering accurate and unbiased articles, reviews and news.

I'm not breaking any rules here so this is it.

I wonder if anyone actually reads this stuff?

I'm 21

Although I've been looking forward to the day I turn 21, I'm not really in the mood to celebrate my 21st Birthday.

The madness of the exam month has left me sleep deprived, hungry and cut off from the outside world. I've got some sleep, had a decent breakfast and I'm looking forward to going out again. That'll be the perfect birthday.

Don't really want any prezies or parties... Heaven knows I'm feeling old.

Oh yeah here's an interesting phone call I had with Gajen 12 hours ago. I was sleeping when he called me.

Here's my version of the conversation...
Me: yawn.... hullo...?
Gajen: LFD2...?
Me: Nu muhn(No man), I'm juz(just) gut(got) bick(back) ung(and) I'm rully(really) tired... maybe next time...
Gajen: okok
Me: Sorry man...

Here's what really happened
Me: yawn.... hullo...?
Gajen: Happy Birthday
Me: Nu muhn, I'm juz gut bick ung I'm rully tired... maybe next time...
Gajen: okok
Me: Sorry man...

I'm never hearing the end of this :)

Govt aid to 'foreign' children in Sabah puzzles PKR

Govt aid to 'foreign' children in Sabah puzzles PKR

Prophets

I heard this song played during the season 4 finale of How I Met Your Mother. It's nice to listen to a song that isn't about love or depression for a change. It's called Prophets by AC Newman.

England's World Cup Squad 2010

Goalkeepers: Joe Hart, David James, Robert Green.
Defenders: Jamie Carragher, Ashley Cole, Rio Ferdinand, Glen Johnson, Ledley King, John Terry, Matthew Upson, Stephen Warnock
Midfielders: Gareth Barry, Michael Carrick, Joe Cole, Steven Gerrard, Frank Lampard, Aaron Lennon, James Milner, Shaun Wright-Phillips.
Forwards: Peter Crouch, Jermain Defoe, Emile Heskey, Wayne Rooney