After almost a decade of loyal service to Manchester United, captain Keano has decided to call the curtain down on his stay with Man Utd. Whenever i think of keano, I recall the image of him popping his head to score the header against Juventus before halftime in the treble season. That goal was the comeback for Manchester United who eventually won the match. Read his biography a few months back. He was a person who stood up for rights. Yea he fought a few bullies twice his size who were bullying his friend back in school. Last season he even threatened Viera who was taunting Gary Neville. Remembered him saying " come on, come have a go at me, picking on neville, pretending to be mr nice week in and out". He is probably the best thing to come out from Ireland after Bailey's. His most famous quote for me has got to be "I am first a corkshire second an Irish"

Soccer brings out something special for me. It works magic. What game in this world can make its own country men to have rivalries with each other, like the merseyside derby, Manchester hating scousers from Liverpool, Argentina and England hatred for each other especially after the Falklands war, Holland and Germany continuing their feud even after world war. A good example, it doesn't matter if Singapore enter the Asian cup, all it needs to achieve is beat selangor and Malaysia annually.

Did some scavenging in my sister's room and found out that she has Joni Mitchell, U2, UB40 cds and the time traveler's wife novel. To think I almost bought the book. Guess since she is still in France, she wouldn't mind me borrowing it for a while. Shall take my time to read it. I can't seem to find my own book Sophie's world in my house. I just love that book. Aaarh damn just can't seem to remember where....

After a week's plus of hype up to today's match, my hall game against hall 3 was postponed due to rain. Kinda sad because I was looking forward to play next to Roy in defence.

Sometimes I wonder to myself why I am playing soccer so many times a week when I am not even in the school team or aiming for S-league. I could have chosen to play chess for the hall, adopt a lay back relax lifestyle like most people do and watch the days go by. Its hard to explain why it but it goes back to my days as a child when my dad told me to play soccer and support Manchester United. Back then I supported Leeds United because of Eric Cantona and Anthony Yeboah but was told straight in the face by my dad "son in this house either you support Manchester United or esle......". And yup, I am still a proud Man United fan with them through thick and thin.

I am really a nice guy actually. Serious. But as they say, nice guys finish last. I am appalled at how some morons can take 15min to bathe in the morning, bearing in mind that there are only 2 shower rooms. These morons, I shall not mention which country they come from, do not flush the cubicles after finishing their business, take their sweet time to bathe, gaggle their mouths at head level, resulting in water splashing all over the next person. Its easy to say, come on give them a break, but trust me, if ya were in my shoes, you would feel steam evaporating from ya ears. I have decided that to cope living with some fuckers in this world, one needs to abide by a few rules. I shall name it the 'Parry principle'. There are basically two rules. First, everybody around you is a bastard unless proven otherwise by yourself. Secondly, bastard others before others bastard you. Abide by these two rules and I think you should be safe. Some fuckers at the end of the day inevitably just find thrill in ruining ya day.

NTU has lots of scandinavians students. They are a bunch of friendly people who always smile at you when you walk pass. The guys are good looking and the ladies are so lovely. As I may have mention to some people before, I wish I could re-incarnate in Denmark, Norway or Sweden. I believe they are morally ethical and do not get invovled in much world politics. Unlike in Singapore, everybody is backstabbing each other.

Why am I so depressed and negative these few days? Could it be the overdose of my nescafe or my new concoction of adding vodka to my 3 in 1 teh tarik.

My pectorals are hurting from my bench press regime. Need to workout on a more regular basis. Bought some stuff from the mini-mart in canteen 2 and was brought to my attention by Junxian that condoms were sold there. He told me a story about condoms, where Thai Hoe covered a leaking pipe with a condom for a week and surprisingly the condom could stretch very long and collect the water. What an invention.

I have been feeling a lot of rage and agony in me for the past few days. Been thinking, I am just a simple dude in my hall who minds my own business, but somehow or rather always get dragged into matters which shouldn't involve me in the first place. A few incidents have left me disgusted with a certain person's attitude. I shall label him Mr THAR( Think He Always Right). Mr THAR is a self-centered, selfish arrogogant, cocky, big ego think money can buy him everything in the world fucker. Now Mr THAR is a person suffering from low self esteem, who needs to reassure himself that he is better than most people by subciously putting others down to make himself look good. I remember Mr THAR commentting that a certain player in my hall was not a good striker( bearing in mind he did not even see that guy play before). "He good meh, I don't think he good lor". Fast forward to present moment, yea they are good friends now, who are ready to leave my hall and jump on the bandwagon to hall 13.

Whenever Mr THAR tries to get into a relationship, he sports a smirky look on his face. He tries to act cool in front of of his girl and make others look inferior. When the relationship goes wrong, he will say comments like "I wasn't really interested in her, I was just trying my luck". My point is Mr THAR is a person who needs to girl to boost his self esteem, to reassure himself that he has what it takes. But truth be told, he is a loser who is inferior, who escapes from reality, who 'convinces ' himself that he is 'the man', who can't accept the way nature has make him to be.

Ya I know I sound cynical, but I just thought that I should let it out.

After an unfortunate incident, I have decided to mind my own business and keep my lips and hands to myself. I have always believed in the attribution theory. Things somehow happen for certain reasons. Just like the butterfly effect, applying the chaos theory leads to disatrous effects, so there is no point altering what could have been if things were done differently.

Speaking of which, it brings me back to the movie 12 monkeys, where bruce willis was sent back in time to nail the person carrying the virus. I always think of time travel as an interesting trivia. Remembered reading some articles on time warp experimented by Alfred Hitchcock. I used to like his stories and later came to realise what an intelligent remarkable man he was besides being well known for his novels and short scripts.

Seems like I have a bad vice now. I am mildy addicted to coffee. I have at least 2 cups a day minimum. Did some pondering and even dreamt that one day, I could invent my own 3 in 1 instant coffee mix. I even thought of my brand slogan "LIM KOPI, The one and only...." Imagine it being up against nescafe and supper. Can even picture my dad and my relatives feeling so proud of me, "waah le chu mia liao ah"
Ok, reality check, back to mugging for my physics before I Lim Kopi with my phy tutor.

Saw it coming, had to, Finally the fairy tale story of Alvin and Candice is over. Its the same situation as Lixing, with Alvin feeling on top of the world, feeling like he has the charm and charisma to go all the way. Unfortunately along the way, hipccups here and there have brought it to the end. Result, I have to listen to his bullshit of 'aiya she like that la, i am not interested in her anyway'. I guess its a bit of sour grapes but don't all guys do the same.

Sometimes I feel like telling him to give up, that the problem may lie with him. As Eric told me, Lixing didn't want to go into a relationship with him because he was always boasting about his wealth. But of course, I shall not tell it to him until he brings in the fridge first. Haha I am soooo EVIL......

Had a great game in today's 3-1 win. Did well marking the ang mo. Its seems my partnership with Howie is getting better but that fella is one hell of a loud speaker, practically hearing him shout all over the pitch. Melvin scored a solo goal running all the way from the half way line. The opponents were only good for trash talking, talking more bullshit than their legs could do.

At the moment, I enjoy playing soccer for our saturday and hall team. My hall team has a very stable defence, probably the best defence I have played with. As for the sunday team, I can't say the same. Harmony is bad, fitness is poor, Tiong is playing dunno what the fish he is doing. Can't explain it but I don't seem to enjoy it as much as I used to last year. But thinking back, I own where I stand to Chong's team for giving me the opportunity to learn so much. I have played closed to a year now for them so I will not turn my back on them.

Thai Hoe has been telling me not to be so mean to Mr Zhou, alright I admit I am a bit biased against him. Over the years, my friends have accused me of being too hot tempered and vulgar. As such, I have toned down and trying to be as friendly as possible. I try to smile more nowadyas. But of course, over the journey, some people inevitably try to make my blood boil up a couple of degrees. Clowns like Joshua, Ong Yi Hwee, Leon Koh,Ravin have tried to test my patience. I can't help it. To improve my soccer, I need to have more agression and the word KILL written on my face. I think I shall start to leave a goatee to look like Gattuso.

Lost 1-0 to hall one today from an unlucky deflection off Hengkia's head from their corner. Other than that, I thought I played very stable as the sweeper considering it is my first match apperance for hall 12. Hopefully I can stake my claim to fight for the centre back position with Roy and Hengkia. Heard from James Roy reads the game well and plays physical. James compares him to Maldini. I think of myself playing like Jaap Stam nowadays, not exactly fit but sticking close to strikers and going in hard on them to make my presence felt.

As I told Alvin, we should choose from three styles of play. Direct, passing and Blackburn. When I mean Blackburn, I mean playing FUCKING rough against a team normally very strong in all departments. This was my observation from last year FA cup semi final between Blackburn and Arsenal, whereby Blackurn adopted a physical style to make Arsenal sweat their guts out for their one nil win. Of course all we need is a player that plays like Robbie Savage. Till then, looking forward to playing the next hall game. Ciao!~

So after a long hard day of saikang collecting stores for tomorrow's napha test, I took a bath and went to the TV lounge. After the show ended, I went back to my room only to discover that I interuptted my roomate's advancement towards candice. Yea, both were sitting on the bed together looking innocent but of course, Good boy Parry has seen it all. These two days I have received lots of bollocking from Alvin like 'can't you jog a bit longer, can't you watch Tv and return later'. Seems like Candice will only agree to go to our room when I am not around.
Of course I am not stupid. Nowadays, I pull my bedsheets neatly, so any slight inch of displacement and I will know if any hanky panky was done. Alvin, with his knee all strapped up, difficulty in walking, warning from his parents not to walk unnecessary, is full of vigour yet when going up to her room. Sometimes I think he may be faking his knee injury to gain sympathy points. In a few hours time, he will be going over to 'spend' the night in her room. Might not even be coming back to my room. Now where did I hear the rumour that 'pao tohing' a couple together in a room overnight can get you instant 80points and secure a stay in hall............

So my only companions now are my cuppa of coffee, my laptop and my pillow. Talking to my roomie, well you can hear the echo off the walls. Fella is absorbed into chatting with his darling on msn that I seldom get a reply.

Did some pondering. A couple of my secondary school gals have gotten tattoos on their back or stomachs. My ex-colleague did warn me about the consequences though but I am really tempted to get one on my left forearm and one on my right shoulder. Of course living in pragmatic Singapore, my parents and relatives equate having tattoos to gangsterism. Well I see their point but in other countries say New Zealand, getting a tribal tattoo is respecting their roots. Wished employers in Singapore could see tattoos in a different light.

I think many people still have stereotype thinkings of chinese ah bengs with tattoos all over their bodies. But having a tattoo doesn't mean a person is bad. I have a few friends who tattoo because it is 'in'. A few murderers, rapist, sickos ain't got any tattoos but nevertheless commit can't believe it type of crimes. So what gives? Yea guess we can blame it on life is always unfair.

"And now, into the blue corner, challenging for the middle heavyweight title, the one, the only, the future , weighing at 185pounds, the kid with the left hook, 17-0, 11 by knockouts, the brightest hope representing Serangoon, LLIIMMM KOPI..........."

That was me dreaming as usual. Of course, boxing ain't easy. The psychology involved in a bout can keep a person sleepless for nights. Back in secondary school, I had my fair share in Taekwondo tournaments. Apart from tough trainings, my instructor would psyche me up. "Either you kick him or he is gonna kick you". He was an asshole, losing his temper when the class were not fighting up to his standards. But occasionally he would treat me buns and fried rice under his flat in Toa Payoh. But ask anyone who has taken part in bouts before, one bout of three rounds is gruelling. Its fighting for life. If you decide to give up in other sports like running, soccer or basketball, you can just stop or sub out, of course getting bollocking from your mates, but giving up in a martial art fight is giving up your life and getting shite from the opponent.

Cinderella man gave me back that adrenaline nostalgia rush but sad to say, I have since sold my soul to soccer. Then again, maybe...just maybe..........

Today's game, we were pitted against a company team which even had a negro who looked like Agu casmir and had the build of Michael Essien. I played Defensive midfield in the first half. Was rather lost in positioning as I have been playing centre back for almost a year. Had two scoring opportunities, one which i volleyed with my left leg but went wide and another from Apple's floating freekick, which the defence tried to play offside but which I ran onside. Challenged the keeper one on one for the high ball which I won but sadly instead of heading it, the ball hit my shoulder and spun wide. It was like sasi kumar scoring for singapore in the tiger cup final in 1998 with his 'shoulder of god' goal. Even then I thought that would be my first goal for Chong's team. Of course Apple gave out his usual 'jit chiam gor chiam' worth of wisdom. But I shall take the blame for not putting the team in the lead. Sorry guys.

Second half was a different story. I played right back and was caught out a couple of times with positioning. Thankfully Wu played superbly to prevent us from losing by a big margin. I have to say playing with Tiong as the last man is rather nerve wrecking. He likes to shout out 'defence push up' and when the ball is played through you think to yourself ah sure offside but as you turn around, you will realise to your horror that he is still behind and there is no offside. Upon asking why he was still down, he gave some other excuse. Furthermore he always squabbles with Raymond, so I would say our team is kinda like Newcastle now. Asked Shyam about playing full backs and with his advice, I should improve more the next time I play right back.

I feel like a professional footballer now, sat and sun games, weekday hall games. Its like playing almost every two days. I feel my knee actually, wouldn't want to end up like Alvin. Till then, gotta study for my chemistry test.

"Not many people gets a second chance"

If there is a movie to watch this year, it is cinderalla man. Yea, take it from me, it is not just another boxing show, it is THE boxing show after Rocky and Raging bull. Watching Russell Crowe's act is akin to watching Gladiator again. The plot is as usual, guy is a famous boxer, loses his touch, gets a second chance, fights back, gets looked down by cocky opponent, endures heavy blows in the first few rounds, fights back and wins the bout. Well it is like a fairy tale story but the show was quite emotional and inspirational and even the gal seated on my right was squeezing her hands when Russell Crowe got punched and cheering when he landed blows.

Looks like I gotta order the dvd and watch it again. However I like watching boxing so I might be biased but give it a shot if you have time.

Being a bit bored the past few dayz, I surf the net and stumbled upon a couple of consipiracy theories. Now my opinion of conspiracy theories is that they are created because they are popular with the mass majority which means they 'sell'. A site that I randomly clicked on. http://www.illuminati-news.com/moriah.htm

But reading about the new world order reminded me of the time my GP teacher Mr Fahy explanined to us about NWO. According to him, the media was their puppet weapon. Television he remarked was a 'circus', meaning that the entertainment that we watch on Tv were controlled by NWO to subconsiously influnce our way of thinking. An article on the web posted that MTV was owned by the NWO, whereby the music controlled the fashion trends, like the 80s where everyone had long curly hair, leather boots and denim jacket to today's spikey hair and baggy hip hop clothings. Believe it yourself. I myself agree that TV is a powerful tool. It keeps people minds occupied with trivial issues like who got kicked out of American idol or channel U superstar. When the NWO feel like distracting people's attention, they throw in a program that occupies the average bloke's mind.

Another favourite one of mine is the moon landing. It has come under heavy scrutiny because experts are debunking the photos saying certain scenes could not be possible. Check it out http://batesmotel.8m.com/.

Even senior minister Lee Kuan Yew made it to the net.http://www.theforbiddenknowledge.com/hardtruth/the_li_bloodline.htm

There are so many theories but one famous author has a couple of books that interests me.http://www.davidicke.com/. Prices at borders are quite expensive.

Remember guys, you never heard anything from me. Wouldn't wished to be wiped out by the NWO for knowing too much.

Do you believe that since your birth into this world, someone, somewhere, some place, every milli second even till now is releasing a fart....

Pardon the crap but its a thought I have always wondered. And of course I believe that with the billions of people on earth, every second in the world, at least one fella will let it out.

Back to reality, yesterday's game we won 7-3. Its funny how we encourage each other when we are losing but blame each other when we concede goals even if winning. Just imagine an argument between raymond and tiong almost leading them to exchange blows until chong had to intervene and make them shake hands like primary school kids. I'm just as guilty as well, when we conceded the last goal and helmi shouted at us for not chasing back the attacker played onside, I just screamed back. We are just like Newcastle.

But then again, thats my policy, which is "better to be a bastard than be bastard by others". Yea no more being Mr nice guy.

My biggest regret so far is not taking the chance to purchase the predator mania boots when I had the chance to. 3months ago it was selling for $99 dollars last pair at royal sporting house at suntec. I thought to myself then that since my current pair wasn't spoilt, I shall not make a rash decsion. 2 months later I saw another last pair at peninsula selling for $120. Don't be rash now parry I thought to myself again. Fast forward to present time and with my current boot(also the same model) about to tear apart, I realise that suntec and peninsula had sold that pair which was the only one left. As I search sports link and queensway, I realise it costs 180bucks. But even if I had the cash, there are no more sizes, only big ones. Been told today that its not made in production anymore, for what you still want old boots the assistant ask me. Well for one, I feel that it supports my ankle very well but deep down maybe its because Ashley cole used to wear it. I know I know I am suppose to be a Manchester United fan but hey I really admire that dude for his lung bursting runs and tackling. I wished I can turn back time to the dayzz.....

What was suppose to be harmless fun turned into serious shit. Let me elaborate. Feeling the weekend mood last night, me and Alvin decided to get high on alcohol. We played black jack whereby the loser had to take a shot of vodka on the rocks. Even beforehand, we had already drank a few shots. before I knew it, Alvin drank 1/3 of my bottle. We later went down to celebrated Damian's birthday. By then he was staggering and couldn't walk straight. When we returned, he made two trips to the toilet. I guessed he was pissing his urine out. Well wrong, after he knocked out on his bed, I went to brush my teeth and goodness me I could smell it from outside. Basically out of three sinks, 2 sinks were choked with his puke. I wonder what will be his own reaction when he sees his own puke. As I am typing this, I am scared shit that he will turn and vomit on my bed. God bless me.

Why do we fall, Bruce? So we can learn to pick ourselves up.”

I guess I should apply this quote from batman begins. Got back my maths test and was graded E. Basically there are three grades in my class. A, E, F. All the foreigners in my class got A for their test and you can guess who got E and F. I felt that my teacher marked the paper strictly and while I felt my answer were right, the explanations were not up to his standards. I realise that in NTU, whereby most lecturers and tutors are foreigners, it is not applicable to answer questions the "singaporean way" that is directly getting to the answer. His method of answering is rather tedious, some method which most singaporeans will not bother remembering. I guess I have to change my way of thinking. At least he re-assured us to work harder and not make the same mistakes. Hope so.

Finished my physics mcq test today and with tyco luck I should get all seven questions correct. I am lagging behind in econs and computing. Seems like I can only keep up with maths physics and chem. Thankfully my one week break is next week and hopefully I can even things up. Have lots to do like searching for new boots, practising visual c++ and watching the new Singapore lesbian film titled be with you I think.

I think I have finally regained back my form. I felt that I played well yesterday against the rough Indians and exceptionally well in today's game. How do I know? Well cos besides chong praising my performance, Apple said I played well! What a surprise, Mr Red nose has decided to praise players instead of fucking them. Having said that, Kua was not spared from his tongue lashing for conceding two 'david james' goals. So far we have only one point from 5matches. Yet we may still qualify if we win our last game next week to book the last berth. Can't wait to get our new team adidas jersey which costs 15bucks.

I gave my night away to my sub-com meeting which was dragged long because of some idiotic bitch who kept on asking questons. I was introduced to the rugby players and informed that they have run on tues and thurs at 11pm. What the fuck sia so late? I am quite interested in learning rugby anyway, hope I learn something about it. Well gtg now, I hear grey goose calling.