Cabin Fever

June 29- It's been four days since the first anniversary of Michael's death, and it's still hard to digest. It was on the early morning of June 26, last year when i'd received the news anyone didn't see coming. My sister texted me about it, and i just couldn't believe it. My first reaction was that she is playing some sort of sick joke, and to confirm that i ran down to turn on my telly, but what i saw was just your ordinary news. I continued flipping through the channels, but there was absolutely nothing about Michael. I turned on the radio next...this would confirm it, i mean surely if the folks at the radio didn't play Michael's songs then my sis will be facing my wrath.

"You Are Not Alone" was the song played on the radio, and it shook me. My belief was still strong still, thinking it's just a coincidence since the station was LiteFM. It was true after all, when they announced that Michael Jackson had passed away. Daze was the feeling at that moment, and when "Man In The Mirror" played, i broke down. It was the worst feeling i have ever felt in my 20 years as a human being.

There's not enough words to say about Michael, and the world has lost the most prized jewel on it's crown. What made him special is he's not just a musician, he was more of a humanitarian. Tell me now, who's out there that has a heart of a gold like this man? He has touched the hearts of many around the world, heck even in war-torn nations, Michael's music is appreciated.

You'll never be erased in my memories Michael, may your soul rest in peace, away from those who tormented your soul.

June 19-  So, it's more than a week since S. Africa and Mexico locked horns for the opener, and even after all the other group matches were played, it hasn't been up to expectations. Yeah, there were some shock results, but who really gives a squat about that really. The real highlight so far is the never ending saga of howlers from the England goalies. Come on, not again?

It's one of life's greatest mysteries, well in my way of looking at it. Just why can't they avoid it? Is it because of one Sven-Goran Eriksson,former manager of the Three Lions whose sole purpose in life is banging aunties? That  could have stirred the emotions of the players even to this day, ask John Terry and Ashley Cole. Is it the army of WAG's? What the fuck is it really? Why do you keepers flap on the big stage?


The first time i remembered seeing you guys initiated these serial blunders is at 02, when a speculative lob by Ronaldinho went past David Seaman, who in fact is a decent goalie compared to the ones that England have right now. Then it never ended, everyone of you glove happy men continued the tradition...


And on England's first game of this World Cup, Robert Green joined in the fray. A tame shot by Clint Dempsey somehow squirmed past you sir, and welcome to the club.



If that's not enough, here is a re-enactment of the game in Lego



The king of all calamities has taken over your position Rob, and i wonder what could happen next. The second game against Algeria was even dreadful, and elimination in the group stage looks certain unless you handsomely paid gentlemen step up against Slovenia, which happens to be the group leaders. For crying out loud, please improve or prepare to be pelted.

June 11- Here's to a month of eye-bags and coffee consumption in litres.... and probably ending up looking like these guys.

Before i start with my ramblings, it's time to debut my school pals here since this is going to be partly about them. There's a bunch of us, but 3/4 of it makes up the story here. Joshua was my schoolmate since primary, and we had some great times even back in the day. Then we have Diviyan,dude i knew of since F3, but only knew more about at F4, the same time that i got along with Vargaa,Ishak,Fabian,Rahim, Sumann,Ram,Iqbal,Ari,dammit there's plenty more but i'll just stop it at that. My apologies if i left anyone out cause i'm cutting to the chase here.
These were the guys i had friendship with at the peak of my school life, after most of my friends left for technical schools and shit. Needless to say, all of them were great and still are.

So on the 6th of June, Diviyan had a get-together at his place. Barbecue, drinks and movies was the concept. It was also an opportunity to bridge some gaps if there's any around us, and as a matter of fact, it's been about 3-4 years that all of us spent time together. During and after i left from Diviyan's place, i discovered something rather new about myself, maybe that pastor was right after all.

This pastor, from who-knows-where, said to my parents that i behaved like an emotionless robot.... a what now?
                     Curse you Mr. Evangelic... do you even know what i had to go through that day?


Moving on, that assumption kinda rang in my head after all was set and done at DV's, that i was not THE guy i  once was at 06. Back then i was cranky and shit, tagging up walls.... putting up those MISSING posters(Vargaa, i'm looking at you) at school like i owned the place. Now i have mellowed down, and seeing life in a whole new way. I have a feeling that the guys knew about this too, but kept quiet. I just didn't fit in that day, felt like a total stranger while they were getting on smoothly. Below are the reasons i think that is morphing me into an android...

1. Not being together with my partner in crime, Fabian for a while now. Two of us ran riot at school and masterminded the SKII project. Ask the teachers, they don't wanna mess with us.
2. Manchester United winning the Premier League three years in a row. Probably made me stuck up like the people at the high end cottages, drinking their Earl Grey.
3. Almost four years of celibacy. Yes, FOUR years.
4.  Reigniting my interest in house, particularly the electronic scene. Hearing to distorting beats from Justice, Mr.Oizo could have eradicated my emotions, and Daft Punk... that's it! Now i know why, it's those robots that played the vital role in this.... 

Alphons Joseph...you sir, have killer pipes.