<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:47:32.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of an antisocialic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-114675682593614779</id><published>2006-05-04T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:33:45.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3-time Champion</title><content type='html'>Yes... 3-time champion. Last Sunday, we beat our arch rival and crowned as champion the third consecutive year. The first two quarters were closing contested and i must admit that at that moment, i thought that we are going to lose this year... But this thought last for just few seconds, immediately i told myself that im going to win this game no matter what it takes... I had shut down mike for the past 2 years and i know i can do it as well this year. I became more aggressive when the 3rd quarter starts. Sorry Mike, you took quite a few big knocks and I guess i wanted to win more than you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I must thank all the supporters who are always behind me and my team. Without you guys, we won't be there at all. THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acutally, when i first intended to start this blog, i wanted it to be unknown to anybody. I just want to have a space for me to vent my anger, my sadness, my woes and whatever i wanted to complain. But because some of my friends helped me along the way to create this blog, There are at least 4 person who will visit here to see if im still alive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also mean that i can't write anything i wanted to..... stuffs like i'm actually partially handicap, that my left arm is slightly longer than my right arm... some parts of bones is not in the perfectly correct place etc. It will just make them worried... or...... laugh behind my back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... what should i do? who should i call? Ye shu? Guang ying? Tua peh Gong or Ah La? Who can tell me 4D or TOTO wininng number? I must start to save up liao... Got two or three big projects coming, my house... business.. and so many more... Must start to skip lunch and go to gym to separate my United Nations... Tomorrow will be the last lunch for me..... just like the last supper...... ahmen....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-114675682593614779?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/114675682593614779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=114675682593614779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114675682593614779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114675682593614779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-time-champion.html' title='3-time Champion'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-114260600385725738</id><published>2006-03-17T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T22:33:23.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a "Surprise Spoiler"</title><content type='html'>Guess what? My colleagues actually celebrated my birthday for me on wednesday. It's so nice of them trying to surprise me with all those stories they painted. Seriously, i would have fallen into the trap should the original dinner plan carried out.  Well, i must say i'm sorry that i spoilt the surprise. But you know, i'm just shy that you guys have to sing a birthday song for me in public and i have to blow the candle light off.... Next time have a closed door one instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i started to sense something wrong right from the start when carol wanted to travel all the way down to novena sq despite her difficulties in moving. Secondly, she suggested having fish and co during lunch and that you guys are going to have that for dining hit my caution bell. Then came Ah Chin proactively called me for lunch when we are always the one who need to drag her out to eat. So i decided to test water on her once we reached the lobby. And i planned to make her worried by saying that i'm not eating with you guys. In the end BINGO!!! I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i really appreciated all the thing that you guys have done. And the present for me this year is the best. Specially thank you for JC and SC.... Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who happened to read this blog... my birthday is on 24th March. Don't worry, i would be too shy to accept your gifts. The more the merrier.... Keep them coming.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a gentle reminder for basketball fans. Our next match is coming Sunday. 7pm...at Singapore Basketball Centre... Be there to cheer for us... Damn.. i got 3 on 3 tomorrow... tired week for me again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still go on..... never give up.. never die.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-114260600385725738?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/114260600385725738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=114260600385725738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114260600385725738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114260600385725738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/03/confession-of-surprise-spoiler.html' title='Confession of a &quot;Surprise Spoiler&quot;'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-114226065060156281</id><published>2006-03-13T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:37:38.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies reviews, match reviews, job reviews</title><content type='html'>I'm back!! Finally, i have some spare time to write something here. Well if you do visit my blog, you may find it quite boring.. its work.. movie... and basketball.. I trying to write something more spicy... but u know.. writing something on net can jeopardise your life... something goes wrong and that's it... keep the politics away... just casual nonsense here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with movie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TransAmerica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a R21 show.. from the title you can see that it's a transexual movie.. the plot is simple.. very much like a true life story in the making. The lead actress or actor ( Seriously, i'm still trying to figure out he is really a transexual or he is a real woman) wants to go for an operation to have his dick stuff into his body to create a man-made "v". Then came to know that he got a son who got in trouble with the law and he decided to look for him and bail him out from the police station. He then found out that his son got a stepfather and decided to bring him back to the stepfather. He actually lied to him that she's a missonary from certain church and was there to help him... And of course, he did not know that he was actually his father and don't even know she's a male!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His son was very unwilling to go back and only when they met up with the stepfather, he realise that his stepfather had been sexually abuse him since he was a child. From there, they decide to move away from the horrible place and move back to LA where he need to get back in time for the operation. His son, who wana get into the entertainment business to become a porn star... ( mind you its the guy with guy type) in Ccalifornia. Will the father goes under the knife or will his son become a porn star? And on the road back to LA, they met with lots of unfortunate events along the way. Will he found out that the lady is actually his father? or she is actually a male?? You got to find out yourself.... Remember its for 21 and above.... (7/10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Date Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very much like scary movie, where they group all those dating movies and made into one. It includes movies like meet the fockers, wedding planner and wedding crusher and lots more. It is a movie meant more for movies freaks who has watched most of the love movies then u will be able to catch the jokes. If not, he will have your mouth opens throughout the movie, trying to figure out what's are the people laughing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Rating from a movie freak ( 4/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Rating from a non-movie goer (1/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As for my basketball season... well we won all the matches and is a step closer to retain our championship crown. The oppponents are really getting on our nerves. When they can't defeat you, they beat you! They are getting more and more physical against us. They thought they by doing so, we will lose our focus and forget that we are actually playing basketball and not boxing or wrestling. Next match is this coming sunday. Against the only team that defeated us last season. We are all hype up in this game and will not committ the same mistake we did last year.  Another victory will be 7th of the season... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games after games and it's time to get back to office. What can i do in office? Beside work, we have to find some entertainments and of course constant upgrading is important to us. In order to understand our colleague even better. We decided to create a dictionary.... We have Singish, English... now we got a new one.. emilish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when someone tell us something amazing or something unusual... for example&lt;br /&gt;A: Tell you what... yesterday i saw XXX at geylang .. blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;B: (Usually we will say.... ) Really har?&lt;br /&gt;But for emilish, you said: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously har&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? then u laugh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some common words that we added on to our dict...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Register is pronounce as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Re&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Who's that on the line in emilish is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who's calling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who are you looking for is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who you want speaking to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Telephone is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tele poon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the dict. What about behaviour in office... For ladies, if you are pregnant, the following step you must do in office or get your mindset there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) If you are going for an appointment for check up, you don't need to take leave, you declare MC first... For eg. " Hey, this coming Thursday i'm having an appointment for check up and friday i'm collecting the report, I'll be on MC for two days!" ( Then you go and tell the doctor all sort of reasons and get your two days mc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2) Feeling unwell in the morning? Don't worry, just go to the office and you can sleep there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;3) Choose your gifts 1st. ( For some company, they do have welfare for their workers at heart. They will buy you gifts after you gave birth) If your colleague gave birth 1st, you choose something from the cateloge and at the same time choose yours! eg - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A: Aiya, i choose this for Ah na leh. Don't know she like it or not"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;B: Well, not bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A Ya, i also choose this one for myself... (when she is only 6 months pregnant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4) Eat whatever you like.. despite the food will caused you more sick and vomit. Because at the end of the day, you can get MC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Get into the "metal bowl" sector if you plan to marry and give birth. Cause you get benefit like 3 months leave and all the above.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6) Go round telling everyone that your colleague bully you and you got your own supporters and you don't have to work as most of the time you are talking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;7) Distant yourself from the people you feel they see through your plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8) Always give people the concept that you are very sick. So that if you sleep in office. People feel that you are unwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Phone - hogging. Talk on the phone as long as possible. People who walked pass may feel u are busy with work, while you are just chit chatting away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10) Shorten your working hours - Just arrive late and go back on time. Remember, you already have the mindset that you are the Queen of everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of the above was being pin-point by anyone... don't worry, final lethal weapon is cry... just say you are stress during this period, you are having a tough time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;* All the above action was tested and tried before. Some get the sack, some don't. Your action and decision lies solely on yourself. I'm not liable for any responsibility or any job lost as a result of your action. All responsibilities falls on individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-114226065060156281?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/114226065060156281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=114226065060156281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114226065060156281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114226065060156281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/03/movies-reviews-match-reviews-job.html' title='Movies reviews, match reviews, job reviews'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-114165399981372681</id><published>2006-03-06T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:10:36.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie / match Reviews</title><content type='html'>Two more matches were played last week. We managed to win both of them and managed a 100% win record so far. As for my own performance, i think i managed an average for the last game. I can't say it was good enough, but as compared to the 1st two... it was slightly better. I feel that i can still make it better. Coming wed will be playing again... A team that i really dislike, beating them a primary objecting, thrashing them is a bonus and letting their coach leave the court speechless and head down is my pleasure. Why? Because i wana let him know that none of his players are good enough to be in the national team. And they got in just because he is in the selection committee. Say your prayer now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an antisocialic and a basketball freak, what can i do during my own time? work.. basketball... work.. basketball... BORING. So i turned myself to a movie goer. So in order to help you chose which movie to go or to save your money in a way. I decided to give some reviews to the movies i've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rumour has it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Aniston found out that her mother was having an affair before she married her dad, and she's determined to find out who is her real dad. She eventually found the so called man that her mum was having an affair before marriage. And that her granmother has had an affair with the same man too... in the end, the women in her family have all slept with that man. It is quite a predictable show, you can actually figure out the plot. But i should say it's quite a funny show, especially Jennifer's grandmother. Watch out for her. I feel she acted real good in this show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Final destination 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have watched part 1 and 2. Then u will understand the plot. Its the same plot as the previous part, whoever needs to die will have to die, just a matter of how. If you like those nails poking thru the face, head crushing scene, this should be the show for u. If not, i guess there's nothing that you missed out if u din catch this show. Still the ending of the show left me with my mouth wide opened. No concrete ending... its up to your own imagination, whether did all of them died or...... wait for Final Destination 4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writer's note: If you wana find reviews on books, sorry i'm not really a book reader... but i can reckon another blog who provide such info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-114165399981372681?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/114165399981372681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=114165399981372681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114165399981372681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114165399981372681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/03/movie-match-reviews.html' title='Movie / match Reviews'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-114114553030326477</id><published>2006-03-01T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:52:10.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a basketballer</title><content type='html'>The season had started. This is the 3rd year we are seeking to win this championship. Although we won the first two games with a margin of 18 – 21 points, I really feel that we are not playing as well as before. Especially me. I am not playing to my full potential in both games. I dun know why. Is it because of my fitness level is not up to par or I simply let the gas off a bit. I really dun know the reason behind my not up to par performance. I dun feel pressurised, I have nothing to prove to people. Or subconsciously I do want to prove to the people out there that I still worthy to be in the national team. And I am out of the squad is due to work commitment and not because I am not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INTERESTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the whoever people who said that I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT INTERESTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to play for the national team, please get your information right. I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am not interested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to play for the national team. The bloody main reason is that I have my commitment and I dun think I can meet the 75% attendance mark. And seriously, I dun know who is the smart alec to come out with this stupid 75% attendance rules. If you want your player to fulfill this rule, maybe you should have called those students who are still schooling and maybe able to meet the mark. I guess nowadays students are also as busy as working adults. So when you set rules, maybe you would want to consider carefully. The reason being, we are not &lt;strong&gt;PROFESSIONAL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another suggestion I wanted to voice out… Next time, when you want players to attend your trainings. Maybe  you would consider your message as  - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You are chosen to train with the national squad. Your attendance for this Thursday session is compulsory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Rather than – &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You are invited to national team training on this Thursday, please revert should you be joining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I just feel that if you says you are invited, people have the right to reject your invitation. And if people reject your invitation, you dun assume that he or she is not INTERESTED to play for national. Get the bloody facts right, and dun make an ass out of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I find it really funny in the local basketball arena is about the selection of the national squad. Just image England Soccer Squad. Most or I should said all the players played in the highest level of soccer, be it the EPL or other foreign league. None of them are from lower division. But in here, we have players that have never played in the highest level of basketball league and get called up to join the team. Just because you played for certain club and that your coach or whoever is in the selection committee? In this way, how can Singapore Basketball improve? To those selectors who still have this kinda concept in their brain. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GET A LIFE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing that I would like you to take note. It is the training allowance. We were given $15 per training session back in 2001 or even way back. Now, we are still getting $15 per session. Mind you, the bus fares rise, the petrol price rise from $1.20/litre to now $1.58/litre, a bowl noodles cost $3 now and not like before most are still $2. After so many years, you are still giving the players $15 per session? Where is the welfare? If you says it is the pride of wearing the Singapore flag on your chest, then might as well dun give allowance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I had spoke my piece, I really dun give a damn on how those brainless and stubborn and idiot people think of me. I just want to start playing good basketball again. For the fans, for those who really know what is basketball and for those who appreciate my hard work in the court. My salute to all those supporters who has been behind the team or behind me. Let’s kick some ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-114114553030326477?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/114114553030326477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=114114553030326477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114114553030326477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114114553030326477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/03/confession-of-basketballer.html' title='Confession of a basketballer'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-114044895634353228</id><published>2006-02-20T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T23:28:30.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a Eat Snake Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What do you call someone who lazes around in office and doing nothing? Eat snake Queen? If I have a colleague who comes to office late, go back on dot while the rest are working thru the office hours to finish projects, come to office and sleep at her desk and pretend to be awake when someone walks past, kept on missing in action….. what do we call that? The term Eat Snake Queen seems to be too lenient for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being lazy is one thing, practically sometime when we joke around, she took it so seriously and always said: wei, you very notti, dun like that lah. I was like… duh, I m not talking to you at all loh Her English is … ahem.. nothing but the best… here are some of the example: ( if any of my colleague read this, it is a way to understand her better, if not you might not know what she is talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;piss piss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ mean she is calling someone, whoever he/she is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;li&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;boot ~ mean reboot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; place ~ mean replace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ data &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ mean database&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; go ~ mean logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is conservation with a vendor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Col: Doris har, what time you coming here har?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris: Oh I think later in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My col.: Like that har? I want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;olady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My expression was like (-_-lll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example: Try to fax something to the vendor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Col.: Mr Lee har, if everything ok, I am going to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;faxing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you the list har?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After we came back from lunch... so and so har, where you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to have lunch just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, my dept image is totally tarnished. While we try to help her at times to correct her English, she took that we are laughing at her and in the end, got mad at us. There are so many other stuff that we are concern about her but she just dun take it at all. So much so that now we cant be even bother about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls tell her to waking up and to bucking up. Be a responsible person and a responsible mother to be. Take all the rubbish that she is not suppose to eat. Eat this eat that. One word to summarise, PIG….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-114044895634353228?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/114044895634353228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=114044895634353228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114044895634353228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114044895634353228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/02/confession-of-eat-snake-queen.html' title='Confession of a Eat Snake Queen'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-114010428681662114</id><published>2006-02-16T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:42:12.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look!</title><content type='html'>Finally, I have my own design for my blog. Well I should thank my col. SSC who stayed back late to help me link up the codes and pics. And my tagboard.... well seriously i dun really fond of this stuff. But you know, "Got to keep up the trend"...... whatever... i guess stef will the only one to post in that tagboard. hahhaha.. or maybe some fortune god can give me 4D no here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a busy week for me.. My basketball season is starting again. Coming Sun have a big match ahead. Winning the 1st game is always important. Cross my finger and hope that we win that game. But this season gona be tough for me. I just got my ankle injured. Two weeks before the tournament start. It's still weak and the previous training i attended was like hell for me. It just don't have the strength for me to move freely on the court. Just hope it will be fine on Sun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-114010428681662114?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/114010428681662114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=114010428681662114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114010428681662114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/114010428681662114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-look.html' title='New Look!'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-113956546500611494</id><published>2006-02-10T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T18:10:23.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a player</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I never believe stuff like Zodiac sign until I read something about my sign and I feel like its matches my character and the thing I do. I mean I m not totally into it now, but at times I find it quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an Aries, we are adventurous, easy-going and fun-loving. But when it comes to relationship, we are one kind hard to handle creatures. We cant be being tied down too much...we need space to breathe or else we will just snap and go. We need freedom! However, we cant be given too much freedom or we will just feel free to leave a relationship. Our partner have to really control it well with us. But when we are really into a relationship, you can place a big bet and be sure that we will always be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, I met someone who shared the same sign as me and goodness, I can see the old me in her. I can speculate the next move she is going to take and what game she was playing. The way she handled relationship is so like the way I handled mine in the past. Dualism, if you happen to read this, then maybe you will find out why things ended up the way I played and not the way you expected and have to take a detour to another plan of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do admit that I am having problem with my own relationship and was not really in control of the situation. I almost given myself away but only lucky to realise that someone is actually having a game I used to play... Your fatal blow was giving a deadline in the game. So that you can chose who you really want to be for the moment. Sorry, I saw it thru all the while. Oh ya.. dont reveal too much of your plan it dont work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the verdict..In this game with me.. You lost. Because you din get what you want. In your game with elmo, you win. You successfully got him as a backup plan in the game. (not too bad for a starter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quitted. A long long time ago......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's isn't any "forever"..there's only a "lifetime".. There's isn't any "never ever".. there's only "as much as i can"..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-113956546500611494?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/113956546500611494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=113956546500611494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/113956546500611494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/113956546500611494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/02/confession-of-player.html' title='Confession of a player'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21212115.post-113941761768560473</id><published>2006-02-09T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:05:54.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a mountain tortoise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Damn... this blogging stuff have been around for so so long.. and guess what.. it's my first time posting here.. I felt really outdated, old-fashion, whatever name we called. For the first time, i think i'm already like 60-yr-old? when i'm actually only 21.. ?? Forever 21.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well... Need to thank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!... for searching this skin for me and bring me through the whole thing.. Thank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;soooo much ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and thank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;for "eating" up my mobile phone battery..and the worst thing.. i can't find my charger... where can it be? I'm so so dead... no hp no connection.. no hp, no alarm clock! And i need to wake up later to go on course.. and i thought i can watch the Liverpool - Charlton match at 4am!.. That's it.. all gone.. need to search for an alarm clock now.. ..... ..... ..... ZZzzzzzz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21212115-113941761768560473?l=antisocialic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/feeds/113941761768560473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21212115&amp;postID=113941761768560473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/113941761768560473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21212115/posts/default/113941761768560473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antisocialic.blogspot.com/2006/02/confession-of-mountain-tortoise.html' title='Confession of a mountain tortoise'/><author><name>Untitled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09536864865242205387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
