Friday, June 20, 2008

well, this is interesting...

once more from football365's mediawatch column...

Non-Football Story Of The Day
An academic has worked out a mathematical formula which he says proves June 20 is the happiest day of the year. It is down to a combination of lighter evenings, the prospect of holidays and memories of childhood summers, reports the Daily Telegraph. Are you smiling?

wow. maybe it's gotta do with it being my birthday?

nah. surely not.

but hey, i lay claim to being born on the allegedly happiest day of the year. whoopdeedoo!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

post number 300...

since 2005. well not exactly 300, since there are quite a few unpublished drafts that will never see the light of day... but hey. 300 says the post counter!

anyway, it's not a fantastic post. just brilliance off football365's ever magnificent mediawatch page.

Quote Of The Day
"(Morgan) De Sanctis and Borriello were pretending Holland were leading 2-0 and you cannot joke about that! Borriello made another joke that Marco Van Basten had scored with an overhead kick, so I slapped him" - Proof, if proof were needed, that you don't f**k with Gennaro Gattuso.
and if you haven't watched kung fu panda yet... what the hell are still reading this for? go watch it!

Sunday, June 15, 2008

rant: inconsiderate idiots on public transport...

warning: somewhat unrestrained fury ahead.

oh boy did i start the day on the wrong foot.

i was on a long haul train journey from pasir ris to bukit batok trying to catch some shut eye. when i finally managed to get to sleep, this stupid, inconsiderate bitch boarded my section of the train with madonna's 4 minutes blasting from her phone.

i was rudely awakened from my light slumber, but i tried to tolerate it since i didn't really want to make a scene. but no, she didn't lower her volume despite her music being so loud and it got worse when the person next to me vacated his or her seat. this 'woman' then decided to plomp down next to me.

needless to say, i couldn't get back to sleep again.

and i officially hate that ****ing song with a ****ing vengeance now.

to compound my irritation long after that bitch finally got off, as i was about to alight, there were 4 people standing right in front of the door i was exiting from, 1 young punk and 1 mum with her kid and mum.

i know it wasn't very gentlemanly of me, but i have no sympathy for idiots who insist on blocking my exit route at my stop. and, unfortunately for them, i was already very, very irate. so i walked out forcefully and the woman on the right got a good deal of my shoulder in the process. on hindsight i wish i got the guy too, but my path out took me to the right.

anyway, i stand unapologetic for shoulder barging the woman as i don't consider her actions very ladylike. the yellow lines are there for a reason you ****ing retarded morons. LET ALIGHTING PASSENGERS OUT FIRST AND STAND BEHIND THE DAMN LINE.

is it so ****ing difficult?

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

alas poor bumblebee, me knew him, slag...

animated grimlock just rocks.

Saturday, June 07, 2008

a trip to the eye doctor's...

*blows the dust off the blog*... yeah i've been one lazy git. and a relatively uninspired one at that. so much to talk about with the move to elias road, getting my xbox 360 (and all the games... which is why i've not exactly been productive blog wise...), the new nephew (zachary kevin loh zhi kai is his official name... he's the second terror in my book... tho everyone says he looks like me. takes one to know one... O_o), the art module, getting my deferment for world youth day (finally... big big thanks to all who made it possible, including the Big Guy and all who sent Him a word about me! =)... but yeah. life goes on.

and it's pretty good.

anyhow, yesterday, i had a check up at the eye doctor's to follow up on a recommendation from my optometrist after a partial scan of my retina didn't show any apparent damage from getting struck by a basketball about a year or so back.

and after getting my eyes numbed and dilated (the numbing solution stings by the way...), the doc checked me out and found a tear in the right side of my retina.

which needed lasering to repair. whoopdeedoo.

not a difficult choice considering i'm at high risk of suffering a detached retina since i'm so terribly myopic. in case you're not sure on how bad a detached retina is, it means blindness. curtains. yup.

a few more tests, photographing of my eye (which also reveals that i have somewhat abnomally sized optic nerves) and more stinging numbing solution later, i hopped on the operating table and the doc went about his business.

what happens next is pretty surreal, especially when you have to keep still throughout the whole process with this green beam of concentrated light burning away at the back of your eye to weld the tear. it's not exactly the most soothing experience, and honestly, it's damn bloody scary. not only could i feel every zap as the laser pulsed about doing its work, but essentially, my eye was simply blinded during the process. and it hurt too. i even could vaguely see a cloud of reddish purple at the corner of my vision after the initial laser pulses, which was probably blood. after that, my right eye's vision blurred and disappeared in a wave of flashes of bright green light accompanied by pain like needle pricks, but not quite so sharp. there was one flash where i swear i could see what looked like veins or nerves on a whole screen of green, probably as the laser hit my retina dead centre and flooded out my vision with green light.

after all the groaning and tensing which lasted for a five minutes that seemed like an eternity, the laser ceased. and i just burst into laughter, my usual way of dealing with pain and told my mom and sister, who sat through it all, about it. initially i couldn't see outta my right eye, but slowly and surely, it rebooted back to life, albeit feeling like it had been run over by a truck. fortunately, the paracetemol i took before the op started to kick in and dull the pain considerably.

while i got myself a new phone after that, it pales in comaprison to the totally surreal experience i had before that.

now i know why they say never to point a laser at your eyes. it may not be as powerful as the one that stitched my retina up, but i sure as hell wouldn't want one near my eye.