The Perfect Breakfast

When I'm in a hurry to get to the campus in the mornings (which is just about every day), breakfast options are usually limited since I eat while I drive to save time. Crackers or a hastily-prepared cheese sandwich is usually how I get by. Suffice to say, it's not very enjoyable.



So today I decided to try something new and made a little detour to the Centrepoint Mcdonald's Drive-Thru to get something to eat during the 45 minute drive.



Now I've tried Mcdonald's breakfast before but never while driving and there's something about it that makes it so right. The Sausage McMuffin with Egg, besides being absolutely delicious, is just the right size to hold with one hand while driving. Ditto the hash brown. And gosh, I can really get used to hot milk tea in the morning.



Note: The act of eating and driving this morning was performed by a male driver. Ladies, please DO NOT attempt to replicate this dangerous act!



It's truly a wonderful way to start the morning. Makes me wonder why I don't do this more often. I definitely shall go back for more tomorrow!





Oh and did I mention the Sausage McMuffin with Egg is abso-bloody-lutely delicious?!




Dear Atheists: Proof that there is a God.

So I was idling at the office..

.. the other day, just mindlessly browsing some sites while waiting for my samples to dry, when I saw a Gizmodo post about a leaked Iron Man 2 trailer. Naturally appealing to my inner geek, I clicked on the link which directed me to a Youtube video of said trailer.


Now, I was in the office of course and there was no way I was gonna have loud building explosions blaring out of my computer speakers so I fished out my trusty earphones, plugged them in and got down to some Iron Man action.


The damned video, however, was shot in a cinema by someone who had very shaky hands. The audio was utter shit as well. Not unlike your "cinema quality" pasar malam DVDs. It's all good though, because I could still make out what was going on somewhat.


Link to the Iron Man 2 trailer



Now I couldn't make out what the characters were saying because of the blurred audio so I turned my audio up, almost to the max. From the trailer, the upcoming movie was what I expected it to be, loud kabooms, wisecracks by Robert Downey and a brunette Scarlett Jo, what more could you ask for? When the Iron Man 2 title faded in at the end of the trailer, there were loud cheers by the people in the cinema.


Feeling wowed, I decided to watch the trailer again. Halfway into it though, one of my colleagues walked past me en route to the pantry and made a sound gesture with his hand, kinda like a talking mouth gesture. I didn't think too much of it until it hit me. Could it be? Oh no, oh hell no.


I quickly took off my earphones and found out to my horror that, yes, my computer speakers were bellowing out the audio from the trailer as well! And it was really loud! Scrambling for the mouse, I quickly turned the sound off.


Then I sat back and let it all sink in. So for almost 10 minutes, the entire office got to listen to some ignorant bastard watching some bootleg trailer video, complete with super loud explosions and background crowd cheers with the volume cranked up to the max?


And that ignorant bastard is me?



Fuck.

Girls are not to be messed with..

Some song off some girl band off some radio:





"Don't know if I should hate you or miss you
Damn I wish that I could resist you
Can't decide if I should stab you or kiss you
Me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues"



It's the nonchalance with which they sing "stab" that creeped the shit out of me. Like "stab" means "to hit playfully" or something. Girls = psycho. Fact.

The only crying shame..

.. about being stuck with a person you've no real interest in is having to just watch the other one you do fancy waltz on by.



Pfft...

The Shackles of Marriage

CM : Hey, so are you going to the dinner tonight?

Acquaintance : Oh, I'm married so I can't go..

CM : Oh, haha, okay... *moves along*


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(Wait, she can't go BECAUSE she's married?)

People who couple a common noun...

... or a proper noun with -ing to make a verb that doesn't exist. Seriously, fuck the fuck off! It's the most annoying abuse of the English language since the negligent use of the word "literally".


For example, "Facebook-ing", "Revision-ing" (It's revising, you moron!), "Assignment-ing", "Starbuck-ing" etc etc.


It wasn't funny when advertisers thought taglines like "Have you Dom-ed today?" and "Hang on, I'm Bueno-ing" were a good idea and it most certainly isn't "funny" now. I mean, hang on, *adds to list of people who should be lined up and shot dead*, for fuck's sake!

Ouch..

It's funny how just 2 years back, after not winning the league title for 4 years, Manchester United winning the 2006/2007 league title felt like the best thing in the world. After the European Cup final defeat last night, however, the 2008/2009 one just feels like a consolation prize.


There's a lesson to be learned in there somewhere. I'll look for it after nursing my emotional wounds.


Curse you, hope and escalated expectations!



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On a much brighter note, I've achieved another first in my life 3 days ago. I won my first ever sporting medal! The University of Nottingham Staff Futsal Tournament. Prior to this, I've never in my life won a medal in any sporting event.


I used to finish out of the qualification times every year in my high school cross-country runs. I got beat in the first round of the Adidas 3-on-3 Streetball competition. I was never the track runner or the high jumper in both primary and high school. I score 180 degrees own-goals. Recently, I even became the guy who always got picked last when they were drafting team members at the neighbourhood basketball court.



So, winning the futsal competition as a first choice goalkeeper 3 days ago naturally felt surreal. It felt great. Of course, the fact that it's a Mickey Mouse competition that nobody really gives a damn about is not lost on me. Kinda like winning a Research Award under the "Male Student in Universities Located in Semenyih, Malaysia, with the surname Ng and height above 177.5 and below 178.5cm"category.


But after all the sporting mediocrity I had to bear during my short 21 years of life, I think I deserve to bask in the glory of winning a gold medal for a while.


I'm awesome.



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I don't know if it's yet another moral high ground moment for me but lately, I'm just not into gossips anymore. You know, the type where you bad-mouth somebody behind their backs but act nonchalant in front of them.


The first reason is because I believe there's always 2 sides to a story. Lots of people know it but not many practice it. Which is why I won't automatically agree with you if you're ranting to me about how the world is so unfair or how someone is such a moron. It'd be a lot more helpful to you if I step back and offer you an honest outsider's perspective rather than nod blindly along with you.


The other reason is because I'm just past the stage of forming cliques and marginalizing people whom the "gang" doesn't like. Partly because I'm not gonna let popular opinion in a group sway my judgment of a person. I find that the argument laid out is often very one-sided to whoever you're hearing it from. But also because I find the whole concept of bad-mouthing someone you dislike to a group of somebody else to be very distasteful. Almost like you're trying to get them to dislike him/her as well. Fair enough if they're sheep. Just leave me out of it.


Also, it's never a good idea to burn bridges. I know from personal experience that fate's a cruel bitch and somehow, sooner or later, you're gonna have to go to the person you "hate" for help. Of course, I'm contradicting what I said in the first paragraph i.e. being two-faced but it doesn't have to be that way. Most of the time, I find that whatever I hate in a person is really very trivial and it's often much healthier for me to be the bigger man and just shrug it off.


Plus, I'm against negative environments, especially at work. Everything can be worked out in a mature manner. There really is no benefit to be reaped from antagonizing someone or resorting to childish name-calling as someone from the university did recently. He must be in his 30's, acting like a little child in his e-mails. Frankly, I felt embarassed for him.



Yeah, this is really starting to feel like another moral high ground moment for me.