BAGFRIEND or BOYFRIEND. How about let's be helpful?

I suddenly got the urge to write here and yes, even though it's been ages since I last wrote here and it's somewhat abandoned, I've decided to come back here.




This newest debate going on in Yahoo, "BOYFRIEND vs BAGFRIEND." Well, it's about Singaporeans take on guys carrying bags for their lady friends.




I mean hey, what the fuck? I wana carry back for my lady friend or girlfriend also got a problem. So big a problem that it becomes a big debate? So big an issue that people are leaving comments that portray their utmost disgust and unhappiness about it. Seriously speaking, I don't see a problem. Now let me be fair in my opinions.




omegalance on August 13, 2010 at 9:37 am
"Guys who carry their girlfriends’ bags look like wimps. Seriously, just how heavy can the bag be? If they want to show that they care, they can easily do it in other ways. Ladies, why don’t you carry our heavy bags for us, if we are talking about equality between the 2 sexes?"


Oh boy, you seriously do not know sometimes how heavy the bag can be. Either a) you do not have a girlfriend yourself and hence you're making such a strong statement or b) you aint considerate enough towards your girlfriend to realise how heavy her bag might have been.


I've been together with Wendy long enough and sometimes, even I myself do not understand why her bag is so heavy when all that is inside the bag are, wallet, water bottle, notebook, Ipod, pen and some nonsense fliers that I dumped in her bag. Oops. And for goodness sake, the water bottle's a mere 500ml one. It might seem like some light shit but sometimes I really cant explain why it's so heavy too. I seriously feel it's just a girl's thing as to why their bags can get so heavy. No no, even they themselves cant explain I'm sure.




First things first, I do not carry her bag because she think it's ugly for a guy to do so. But even if she wants me to carry it for whatever reasons, I'm fine. If it gets a little taxing for her, I too wouldn't mind lending a hand. Secondly, I do not like to carry bags in the first place so why would I wana carry her bag? And lastly, sometimes her bag gets quite heavy so I don't wana carry coz I'm lazy or tired HAHAHAHAHA.




I mean, carrying a bag can bring about such a big issue. I could go on an on about this seriously, especially taking into consideration the number of shit comments. Carrying a bag for a lady can even lead to no sex tonight or showing a signal to everyone whose wearing the pants in the relationship. WHAT THE FUCK DUDE? DON'T CARRY BAG = NO SEX? AND CARRYING BAG FOR GIRLFRIEND = WEARING THE SKIRT IN THE RELATIONSHIP? Even if that means the guy's wearing the skirt so what? It's their relationship, not yours.




If you wana ask my take about this debate, it would be, IT'S FINE. Even if the guy who carries it behaves like the bag is his and so on, SO BE IT. It's their life, not yours. If everyone were to be so busybody to keep giving comments about other people's lives and rage about it, Yahoo News will be filled with such crap debates each time someone sees something outside that is not pleasing to someones eye.




As I end this post, I would like to ask those of you who have such a big problem about being a BAGFRIEND. If your mother asks you to help, would you? Now don't go around telling me oh no, mother different. BOTH ARE WOMEN AND THAT VERY WOMAN MIGHT BE THE MOTHER OF YOUR CHILD SOMEDAY.




One more last thing, can anyone tell me if there is anything wrong in this sentence.

"Even though it's now the 21st century, it's still okay for guys to carry their girlfriend's hangbag."

























I'm not being biased whatsoever but seriously, what, the, fuck.

EXTRA 25% MORE

Yawns. Why the heck am I so tired. Anyway it's the first time I organised a chalet alongside Wendy and I'm glad to say it's pretty successful. Pretty sure everyone enjoyed themselves oh yes.




Anyway a couple of weeks back when I was at Wendy's place, I chanced upon a packet of bread or whatever term you use to define it. It's wrapper says, "EXTRA 25% MORE."


Hey, what the fuck is extra 25% more? It's either extra 25% OR 25% more. Which shit hole from that company actually wrote that and decided it's good to go on the shelves. Is it because it's good to make housewives, kia su people and not so highly educated people actually think,


"eh wah, extra 25% more leh. Definitely better and more than having just extra 25% or 25% more."


I forgot the brand but when I recall it, it shall be replaced with this line. No pictures sorry. Doesn't matter if you people doubt me or find it boring without pictures coz this blog aint like it used to be ever since I stopped blogging for quite a period of time. It is now a place for occasional craps over here.

A total loss for Sunday Footy.

Okay you know what people, I'm back again. Lazy's the word but why not lazy today? That's coz I've got something to say. And I know readership has gone down drastically since I stopped blogging last year or so, so who reads this shit now, this I really don't know.


Before I start, here's an email I read not too long ago.

hey guys,

it's time for me to quit football. the surgery last thurs revealed that my lateral meniscus was damaged very badly. cant really berepaired. which basically means i can never play football again.
totally fuct up.

anyway, thanks for all the good times!

and i'm sure i speak for everyone when i say that gary really deservesa lot of credit for all the time/effort (and even money) he's spent organising the sessions. thanks dude!

catch you guys around soon...




Seriously speaking, as soon as I finished reading the email, I was sad. Yes very sad. This shows how fragile your body is. You may ask how he injured his leg. Was rather simple in fact. A long ball came, he gave chase and tried to keep the ball in and in the process, landed awkwardly.


I mean, this could easily have happened to anyone. Some were saying it aint worth it, it's just a leisure Sunday soccer. But I beg to differ. I mean, if it was me, I'd try my best to keep the ball in too. Most would? Yes, even if it's just soccer for fun, try and play seriously what and enjoy the game. I believe the accident was unintentional and a total accident.




Recalling when I first joined my cousin-in-law, Gary, for Sunday Soccer. I remember he was there the first time I was there. Gary was introducing me and there was Geof.




"The one with the ang kong, that's Geof. Don't see his ang kong or what, he very friendly one."




Honestly I was kinda taken aback la. Coz like, wah lao eh, I just wana play soccer. But ya, never judge a book by its cover. Firstly, he is a Lawyer. Secondly, he was from GP, Gifted Programme. And lastly, he is really friendly, nice and cool.


Every Sunday, I look forward to seeing him around alongside Kenny, Kwang, Chan, Sunil and a few others of course. That's coz I think they are really nice to play with(FOOTBALL WISE IDIOT) and also, I really enjoy hearing them talk nonsense. Maybe coz we're rather similar(character wise) but ya, playing soccer with them is always fun, filled with laughter and nice.




He aint selfish with the ball, he gives credits for assists, he gives a good sign for balls he couldn't reach and okay enough. He is your typical nice football buddy. And oh, trust me he aint easy to get pass. I always find dribbling pass him a challenge. He may not be as skillful as Kenny, fast as whoever but the way he positions himself, times his tackle and his aggression is really something to be reckon with. Of the 3years that we've been playing together, I think 1 hand is enough to count the number of times I dribble pass him. HAHAHAHAHAHA. So obviously I hope to have him in my team every week. Other than that la, he gives you no pressure. Like me, newbie there, sometimes I feel pressure playing with some of them. And that's the main reason why I like it when he's in my team.


Okay okay enough, this will not end. I wana eat dinner already. Let me conclude.


Damn Geoff, it has been a great pleasure playing soccer with you. As much as I will miss playing soccer with you, I hope you will recover soon and well. Sunday soccer will be different without you. I know I am 10years odd your junior HAHAHA and that we only knew each other coz of Gary, I hope to bump into you in the near future and maybe hang out(which is a highly not possible coz of obvious reasons) with the rest for drinks, soccer matches on tv or poker? Okay I don't like gambling but never mind la.

Round up.

Quite a week it has been for me so much so that I was lazy to blog and talk about interesting stuff happening around the world.


Usual Sunday Soccer yesterday and it was very good. Very good that I like. What a good performance by me. Scored with 2 headed goals again. One when I tucked it away at the far post sneakily while the other came from a good throw off kwang. Adding to that were a couple other decent goals and dribbles I guess.


At least this sort of perform ace wiped away my miserly from Saturday's Man U's defeat against Chelsea. Fucking hell, OFFSIDE DROGBA WAS ALLOWED TO SCORE IN FRONT OF THE BLOODY LINESMAN. And then 2 penalty calls were waved away. Must be because of what this player said of him, "I deliberately dived coz I know this ref is the penalty king." Ni na bei si ah gua.




For the week, besides Weizhi's birthday celebration at Sakura, it's 2swimming lessons and a jogging session. My knee ached quite a bit last night with me suspecting it's from the collision.




Ohyes, dinner with the Tays and Wendy followed by Clash of the Titans after soccer yesterday. Not bad la the show except the ending basket, use the Snake Head to turn the monster into stone. Wah lao eh, at least fight the creature a bit la.




That is about it eh, with the last DVD to go, I would have finished 4serials. Holy shit, that's fast!




Byee.

Beloved Sunday Soccer.

A bouncing ball in between the half way mark and the penalty area......








A volley unleashed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!














Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A few shouted.























I hit the crossbar. Ka ni na. Hahahahahaha.









Today's weather damn hot I tell you. I got tan line and as usual from my ass onwards. HAHA.


Fairly happy with today, except a few bad touches. Scored 2 sneaky headed goals. Especially the second one, most were like eh?!?! He from where?!?! Credited to Kenny's long throw into the crowded penalty box. The first one also was a good long and quick throw by Tham that caught the 3 defenders off guard. I think we played together for quite long enough and they like agar agar know when I time my run eh.




And I clearly remember 2goals I scored. Beauty, some might say. Honestly, fluke shot I have to say. HAHA. The first came a direct long ball to me. With the last man to beat, I flicked it over him and raced through on goal. BUTTTT, the touch on the flick was kinda too hard so it flew into goal. HAHAHAHA. And obviously, I immediately acted like it was planned by immediately slowing down as I jogged pass the last man. In actual fact, my intention was to race onto the flick and slot it into goal. Hahahahahahahahaha.




And the second was even better. Im very sure I wanted to do a 1 2 with Gary. As he raced with the ball from our own half, he lobbed a ball to me. I spotted his continuing run and wanted to return the pass to him BUT SOMEHOW, my return pass looked like a first time shot and caught the last man off guard and flew into the top corner. HAHAHAHAHAHA.




Not bad right.




Anyway with everyone in Korea, I had to go back myself but Kenny gave me a lift back. Thanks man. If got chance, confirm I wana go diving and fishing with you. Fun siol. What siol thats so yalam. It's FUN MAN. Yes.




Byee.

You just got owned.

IT ALL STARTED after Wendy and I boarded the MRT at Orchard Station.


There was this guy standing behind me, back to back. After a while, I felt his right calf brushing against my left. There wasn't much, just a few exchanges of stares. Then a few stations later, I felt him leaning towards my back. Me being me, I refused to move away and stood firm. After a few seconds later, he turned with his shoulder and elbow pushing me aside. The party begins...


ME: Eh you push me for what?!
FAT GUY: I just turn then my shoulder push onto you cannot is it? (debate one)
ME: Oh if that is the case then now I turn and push you back la how?
FAT GUY: Push me la! (debate two)


Of which I did not push him back. Refer to debate two later.


ME: Eh come on la, you wana fight pick someone your OWN SIZE LA.
FAT GUY takes out his ear piece and replies: YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR WORDS I TELL YOU.
ME: Oh really, am I using vulgarities on you that I have to watch my words?
FAT GUY paused for a few seconds before replying: You say that again!
ME: EH YOU WANA FIGHT PICK SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE LA.


You just got owned asshole. The sad part was that it came to Yio Chu Kang station and it was time for us to alight. I mean, I shouldn't waste my time making alighting later just to continue owning him right.




Here comes DEBATE ONE. Firstly, he being twice my size, a head taller than me and so fat that he could squash me just by sitting on me did not even have the guts to admit he pushed me. He even had to resort to some gay comments like, "oh I turn then hit onto you" some crap.


DEBATE TWO. It aint the case that I was scared and did not have the guts to push him back. I swear at that instance, I was so gonna push him back till I held back myself with a split thought that ran through my head.

(Yes, I often say I choose my fights and wouldn't choose a losing battle hence I usually not respond to people bigger than me. But at that point in time, I was kinda pissed at the earlier incident already and also Wendy and I had argued over some miscellaneous stuff earlier which added insult to injury.)

At that point in time where voice were raised, many onlookers were already casting their curious eyes over. Had I took the bait and pushed him back, I would be the one in bigger shit had this got bigger due to the number of eye witness witnessing me pushing him but not the other way round. HAHA SUCKER.




To conclude Mr Fat-Bald-Headed-Big-Belly-Low-Life, I know there is always this saying of picking someone your own size. Even if you wana show some authority around or show how great you are to some aunty around by picking on someone smaller, please for goodness sake, and for your own sake, pick someone with your own level of intelligence. Do not, I REPEAT, DO NOT get owned by someone smaller size than you coz the only result is you being made a shameful disgrace to yourself. You might be hurt so much that you would even consider ending your low life. In this modern society, it aint about who has got the biggest belly I mean fist, but who has got the better arguing skills and bigger network of friends.




Seriously, days like these make my day. If my day has already been made, it just makes it better.

Settlement.

HI IM BACK.




Firstly first things first the first I wana talk about today which is the first thing I wana talk about for this entry. First. First. Okay stop it not funny.




Many apologies to, AH KIM. Haha. Eh, not me hor. It's Eric I swear. Anyway we should be planning Sushi next week so not a problem. I know la I said this week but due to some complications, it has to be pushed back.




Next. WAYHONG. Eh bro, sorry. I know you all always last minute one and you all know I'm very steady but you all also know I don't keep my passport with me. Hence if there is any trip whatsoever, gotta let me know a day before so I can get from my mother. But okay, I think I'll keep my passport with me from now on to facilitate future trips.




Thirdly, another person I wana talk about again, Mr. Hong Hong which is also Xiao Hong or Way CB Hong. He doesn't have to sponsor my cab fare back home just to make sure I can make it in time for the 12noon ferry at harbourfront. There is no need. But this gesture shows what brotherhood means, well at least in my opinion. Unlike some fucktards who, "oh we very long never meet already so not close." Eh come on what the fuck. Okay no, I aint gonna be like some pussy who's only capable of talking here and not in the face.




The thick and sweats and some blood lost during the mountain trip made me grateful to those retards who climbed 3mountains with me. You guys, power. Thankyou bitches.




Oh, I forgot to mention on Wednesday, I brought my running shoes to edelweiss. So after like 10 20 laps, I'd get out of the pool and run around Edelweiss. Quite shiok seriously, especially under the noon sun. But you think only one round short ar huh(not that I ran one, of course). No down slope, only stairs which makes your leg like you know, jelly-like? And then then up slope is really UP those kind asshole. Eric you should try la really. Quite fun leh and shiok. What more you going NDU soon. Ah pa worry for you. HAHAHA.




That is about it for now.




Byee.