Words of the Bible

Saturday, November 27, 2010

OZ Checklist.

FULFILLED
Opera House
Harbour Bridge Walk
Manly
Bondi - sculture by the sea
Oceanworld
Sydney Aquarium
Sydney Wildlife
Skydive
(Melbourne)
Horse-back
Rock climbing
Phillip Islands
Meteor Shower

LOCKED IN
Harbour bridge climb
Sky tower
Whale watching
Blue Mountains

PERHAPS
Scuba
Surf
Brisbane
Comedy Show
Robbie Fowler

MISSED OUT
Great Ocean Road
Melbourne Dolphin Dive

GOING
Broke.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Lisztomania

It's been a controversial 3 days, agony derived from a bad decision resulting in a bad accident which would stir bad outcomes. Joy, well in that i got alot of self time. So what better way to name this post than with a name that makes no sense, but however belongs to a name of a song from a band that has been ranting tru my speakers these past 3 lisztomanic days, except:

Liszt |list|
Liszt, Franz (1811–86), Hungarian composer and pianist. He was a key figure in the romantic movement; many of his piano compositions combine lyricism with great technical complexity, while his 12 symphonic poems 1848–58 created a new musical form.

So as you take time to disect my introductory sentences and pull sense out of it, let me take the chance to fill you in on my finally chasing the football dream before we dive into the highlight of events...

You see, or as many of you cherished listeners may know, I have been fustrated in recent years that I never had the chance to take up professional football. Sure, I play every weekend or weekdays for the matter but hell, I barely get onto the pitch. I play street soccer, that's not real football man. And so.. well I always doubted my ability to perform or even cope on the field. And I was dying to prove otherwise. Plus being 20 years old now Im not exactly the perfect age to take up professional training, and there weren't any avenues for me anyway. Even if i had managed to string up a team its purpose would only be social, and that wasnt enough.
Well. That opportunity came. I was invited to strike for a FAS-registered team that was aiming for division 1 on NFL. And to my blessings, I pulled it off.

Here's what happened on the first day: I was early, and my friend was late. He was a malay, and so when i arrived, there was this bunch of malay guys and so i chatted up with them. Just then the other team came, and they werent small and non-angmoh like I'd expected. In fact, they were exactly otherwise. Which kinda startled me with they're huge sizes and white jerseys and tumbler full of drinks and all, they looked too strong a team. Not that i wasnt up for the challenge, i was just dying to impress on my first game, and pave a spot in the team. Well then my friend arrived and i realised that i was actually looking at my team. So he threw me a white jersey, and 20 mins into the game i was in. It turned out good. I made a couple good runs, nice passes and to my delight i volleyed in a goal. And that was it, trainer said I had speed and stamina and he wanted me back in the next game. And for the next game he played me lone striker for 90 mins! Sth i had a little difficulty coping with but nevertheless enjoyed it hugely.

Then came sunday. LISZTOMANIATION. I was tired frm a whole weekend of football and swimming and my uncle somehow persuaded me to play a final street soccer with my cousin two hrs before i planned to head back to camp. So i did, and i sprained my ankle. You gotta know that's the worse timing. My squad's having IPPT this week and I'm not there to conduct for them. Worse, my riding tp's this thursday, been waiting for TOO DAMN LONG but now it seems i wont even be able to take it. Which means ill have to wait another 2 mths before my next test date. And finally, i have no idea how many weeks i'll be out before i can join in the team again. Totally sucks huh.

Well, ive been home 2 days, wallowing in self-pity, spending time in my room watching shows, reading up on stuff. And now that its coming to an end, i wouldnt quite say I want it too. Self-time was actually kinda good, tho i would say i havent really been... mobile. Which would usually have killed me but this time around i was happy doing dumbbells. Jelly arms now, but killer arms tmr!

So, I do really hope my leg gets better enough for me to take the test. And that my football dream is really real. God bless me.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Blog Moves

Salutations.

All ye fellow earthlings. To those who somehow returns to this 'ere domain, whether by chance, an act of curiosity, or an obsessive notion (preferably female), this entry is dedicated to you. I shall tell noone of this particular event, but alas, I hereby announce that this blog is... LABELLED: ACTIVE. 

Pretty surprised to find this space still here. Tagboard's all messed up with cyberadverts and all, but no worries there. However this place does need a little furnishing. 

Well. What can I say, life is good. You give and you take, you learn, you live, you pray. 20 years old, sitting on the edge of by bunk-bed at the other end of the continent away from home, fingers happily tapping away on my macbook with a newly fitted router hence, cost-savings on mobile network thanks to bunkmate Shafiq and Sway Koo, I think about how I've been happy in every path I have taken till now. God has been watching over me, and will always be that i have no doubt. 

I have an amazing family, wonderful friends and a strong faith that shall last me beyond my lifetime. I'm healthy and lively, my brain nourishing with informations and ideas measured in speeds of gb/s. 

Be joyful, count your blessings, and know that everyth could be so much worse. So... 

I, Alvin Goh, your loyal and good-natured friend, ever-loving brother, proposes a toast to you, whoever you are, stranger or not. Cheers, mate.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

The LAPD, The FBI, and the CIA are all trying to prove that they are the best at apprehending criminals. The President decides to give them a test. He releases a rabbit into a forest and each of them has to catch it.

The CIA goes in. They place animal informants throughout the forest. They question all plant and mineral witnesses. After three months of extensive investigations they conclude that rabbits do not exist.

The FBI goes in. After two weeks with no leads they burn the forest, killing everything in it, including the rabbit, and they make no apologies. The rabbit had it coming.

The LAPD goes in. They come out two hours later with a badly beaten bear. The bear is yelling: "Okay! Okay! I'm a rabbit! I'm a rabbit!

Monday, November 05, 2007

Finally got the team to try out the cross-bar challenge! Polo style. Haha. Half the team anyways, since most of us had to leave cos of inappropriate footwear lol.

Thats 25 metres for u. sounds near? try it, u dont kick u know. u throw. Whilst paddling nipple-dip in the water. Trick is u gotta jump, but not many of us can do that well. Boohoo.

Training was fun nonetheless. Finally could break the inpregnable coach in shooting drills today. As fore-mentioned, some of us were sent home so none of my goalies showed up today. So Sai Meng(pronounced Sye-Merng) gladly took the place. Legendary as he was, old men tire as well. All u gotta do is to threaten till he flops, then u shoot. Its cheating cos u dont get that kinda space in an actual match. Yet u dont get Sai Meng for the season either so i had my fun.

Yawn. Im cashier tmr so i get to finish the book ive been reading for 2 weeks now.


goodnight peeps

Monday, October 22, 2007

Its here again. Shit Season. They call it the yearly cycle for men. and along with SS comes the thinking. Its always the blasted thinking. Ah what the heck. At least exams are over. No need to be bother abt Project Wank.

But darn there's everyth else. There's the 08 season coming up and the team is far from ready. There's j1 work to catch up. There's work, of course, not forgetting its trina and ab's exams. And there's you. nah this isnt some lovelorn crap. Far from it. Its more of my condemnation of your hypocracy, yup thats what it is.

Do pardon me, I sound a little like Dr Seuss when i whine. Sound like him, i do.

Yea, it is true that emotions in you has to come out. Ive tried tossing them out through songwriting, but damn. The words are always there, the melody is there, but its always not what u're looking for. So let's stick to this common alternative eh.

If you're not a hypocrite, tell me what you are. You go against what you believe. You speak words that burn the crowd. Then you brand your victims as kerosene themselves. How many carpets have you soiled. 

But what is this i feel that i havent felt for a long time huh? It did appear for awhile, but what what what is it? Its gone now for sure. Just for that moment it was there, and then pop goes the weasel, as chin meng always sing. yea pop. like pop goes my heart. like the song.

i thought i'll never fall in love again,
and then pop (POP) goes my heart..

Haha. Stupid song. Was comic tho. hahaha. hugh grant.

Ah wth. At the end of the day I still turn to my faith. No matter how tough you are, you break. You pray you pray you pray, and then you lose hope. And then you pray somemore and then you get answers. Haha. Thats how it works. Its cos his the way he is and things are the way things are. An arrangement found in the natural order of things lol.

Alrighto. Said enough. Just took a glance up, wow. Didnt know i wrote so much. Haha. I can whine too ok. Its in the blood. I have whiny generations before me. Yea right on top of my level. And the one before that. haha. whiny.

Im gonna get me some sleep. Get me some sleep, I shall.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Finally.. this blog moves..


bye