After Reading...

Hwei's blog and all the 'publicity' she's getting, I scrolled through my blog and found the post I wrote about Paul Scholes. And I thought,

"CRAP! Is Paul Scholes going to sue me for defamation or something?"

SPM Results...

Came out last Thursday. I didn't have much time to blog about it because of the DMSJ quiz so that's why this post comes out today.

Well, I didn't get straight A's but I'm happy with what I have. Of course getting a full A's is great, but 9 out of 11 works quite fine for me too. Maybe I'm just a guy who's easily pleased. Yep, you give me a PSP also I'll be happy already. Or an MU shirt. Or a ticket to MU stadium. Easy to buy stuff for me right? I give options liao.

Anyway, it was good to see friends who got full A's go up the stage and receive the certificate. Seeing them so happy makes me happy too. Somehow you just can't cry over not being on the stage while you're busy cheering your friends up the stage.

There were some who cried although their results were quite good. Not sure whether tears of joy or agony though. I didn't! I think I could accept my results better than anyone else because of God. Was praying that He gave me a heart to accept whatever it should be, and yeah, He did. All in all, it was good meeting up with friends again and my results have been a blessing by God so I'm not complaining. Not that it's the first anyway.

I think God wanted to assure me that the results were by His hand so He gave me an A- for Biology. Yeah... BIOLOGY! I created history in the Lim family that day by getting an A for Bio! It was a miracle equivalent to Moses parting the Red Sea and water changed into wine! In conclusion, you don't have to come and comfort me about not getting straights alright? I really don't mind it... because my BIO GOT A! I'm now a living proof that miracles happen. So there you go, miracle-skeptics!

Do You Know...

Paul Scholes? The guy Hwei mentioned in her blog? Well, he is really bad at tackling even though he can score a lot of goals. The world seems to agree on that too.

One more chance, ref? Please??

Here are some of the articles written by professionals about him.

Taken from Team of the Decade

...One of the best passers in the game, his eye for the crucial ball put him at the centre of United's attacking play and his goalscoring ability (either from one of his trademark volleys, or a well-timed run into the box) made him a legend at Old Trafford. His awareness on the ball, vision and technique make up for a chronic lack of tackling ability.

This taken from Team of the Week

...Using all the 35-years of experience in that flame-red noggin of his, Scholes sidestepped Jody Craddock before firing an unstoppable shot into the bottom corner. His all-round game - apart from his tackling, of course - was exemplary.

And this, from his Profile

...Though he still can't tackle - he never could - he is still a vital cog at United and will be sorely missed when he eventually decides to hang up his boots.

The best part is, they always talk about his achievements and superb skills before mentioning his tackling ability.

Heck, if I can't tackle, I'll punch!

mav3 says:

i love man utd & man city
man city for the weekend only
hahaha

I get shy when people say good things about me. I'm shy all the time. says:
hahaha
me too
for once there is unity between the 2 manchesters
now it's back to hating man city

mav3 says:
yea

Chap Goh Mei does wonders. It makes Manchester United fans like Manchester City for one night only.

I Heard...

About the freakish injury suffered by Aaron Ramsey, a football player, playing for Arsenal. The dude who tackled, Ryan Shawcross, was obviously feeling bad about it. The video's here if you want to watch it.



It's quite horrific. Hopefully Aaron will get well both for his sake and Ryan's. Ryan is only 23 years old while Aaron is 20. Both of them have so much years of football ahead. It'd be really bad for Ryan if he has to always live with the guilt of ending a young player's career and Aaron if he can't play the sport he loves anymore.

At times like these, people see footballers no more as footballers of a rival club, but rather as humans.

May both of them be alright.

Pray.

I Passed...

My Undang! Ya, I'm a bit lagging behind, I know. Was busy enjoying the little things. Anyway, driving instructor was supposed to pick me up at 8.30 but came at 8.45 or so. I think by now I can tell his clock at home, watch, and the clock in his car are 15 minutes slower. The last time also he came around there.

He dropped me off at the Undang place and I took the number. It read 43. I was like "So early in the morning still so many people take the test ar? No school meh? No work meh?" I waited outside at first with 3 others who were studying. I would have loved to study but I didn't bring my book because I thought I would probably be the only one to go for the test today. I got nervous when I saw them studying so hard while I was looking at the wall, and then my shoes, and then the wall again, and then my shoes. Literally.

When I went in, there were about 10 more reading inside. The longer I waited, the more nervous I felt. So I looked out the window to see the students doing 3-point-turn and stuff at the driving school. I saw a few naik bukit and then slide down again. They gagal-led. That made me more nervous. I waited until 10.10 before I could go in. By then I was so-very-the scared already.

The lady told me to use Computer 10. I went in and took some time before I could find that darn computer. Anyway, I read the instructions and did the eye test thing. I passed. I did one more test where you just follow exactly what they put on the screen and I got one wrong. I was like 'OOPS! Oh noes! Hancur! Mati! Die la! How to take the real test like that?!?!' and had to retake that part. That wasn't very helpful in building up my confidence man.

Thankfully, I managed to get all correct this time and went on to do the 50 questions. Prayed to God first before doing. It was relatively simple until I reached question 40. There was a dude on my left who left when I was doing 40. I saw the results.

GAGAL

WAHLIU! I became nervous again. I so did not want to see the word that it made me hardworking and I checked again. But then my hardworking-ness was shortlived la. I stopped at question 30+. Oh ya, while checking, there was this next dude who sat beside me, and he was quite blur. Even blurrer than my sis. Amazing! He asked me what to press and stuff although instructions were clearly given. It's like we're in a school exam, papers are distributed, and he asks me what to do with the paper. Thinking back, I really do hope he managed to pass.

Back to me, myself and I, I passed! Goshies, so glad and thankful for it. In fact, I was so glad and thankful, I would have belanja-ed anybody I knew if I saw them. Too bad though, none of you whom I knew were there.

I'm Back...

But somehow it feels like a lot has happened. Youth time change, scandals here and there, new buildings popping out. Time seems to fly really fast when I'm not around.

People always slow down on good things and hasten time when it's not good.

Time seems to slow down in Malacca when I'm around.

Time seems to hasten in Malacca when I was away in GLO.

Logical.