The Rantings

What would you do for money?

2009-11-12T14:28:00.000+08:00

Things hasn't been going all too well for me. I can't put my finger on exactly what caused my failures, I can't keep blaming luck, even though I believe it is whats happening.

In between Jacob's 1st birthday till now, things are going from bad to worse to not very live-able to worse to very bad.

And if I can't blame luck for working with .. immature boss and a boss who is all out for conning money, I don't know what I can blame on.

Boy boss had a very good act on. In the beginning he was a swell guy, everyone of us thought he was such a nice guy. A bit inexperience in the real business world but he was genuinely quite alright. Suddenly, with an invite to a nightclub, it all changed. He felt he fell in love with a 'songstress' 28 years old with a child to boot. He has been telling all of us how he is so experienced with this type of girls and we all warned him as best as we could. But he was stubborn and insist this girl is different. What a laugh! And it all changed! He lost focus and not only that, all his lies and all the mr nice guy was actually an act! He lives in a well! And he thinks he knows MORE than anyone else. His claims of what he used to do, what he is capable off started to fall apart when push came to shove. His ego was BIGGER than his partner, which is also another character, but at least that partner knew when to stand down when proven wrong. Things came to head when I was asked to leave coz he was shutting down the company, which in effect, wasn't true. He just had no guts to tell it straight to my face. Well so i said, its just unfortunate for me.

This current company.. is what nightmares are made off. Yes, its the dreaded mobile subscription company. The ones which promises there is some prize up for grabs. The one which made the Zynga CEO stand up and admit that he allowed such scams to happen in his games, popular games in facebook like Farmville, mafia wars etc.

This boss is SO FOCUSED on conning and scamming the public, he doesn't care if his content is SHIT to bits. As long as 1 stupid person clicks on the banner and subscribes, he wins. Even though now its easy to unsubscribe he still got your first sales which you can't.. do anything about.

Where do I fit in this picture? I'm the web guy, the guy who finds the websites to advertise, CPCs, CPAs, revenue shares, just as long as you can put up my banner, you get paid. I hate it, because i know its a scam. WIN PS2, WIN iPhone 3GS, WIN blackberry storm2, WIN macbook air THERE IS NO SUCH THING. We don't even conduct the draws much less having the prize to giveaway! YES! its a scam just as long as u subscribe I must do anything to get your attention.

Why do I continue to do it? because Jacob needs milk powder. I swallow my dignity. I give up my morals to do that basic thing a father must do. Feed the baby.

I'm not a guy with very high morals, neither do I have a lot of virtues. But one thing I have is the ability to know what is right and wrong. I hate being here. I hate doing this job. But its the only thing now... Its horrible.. it tears my guts and soul out piece by piece, slowly and surely.

The office is like a funeral parlour. Totally quiet as if everyone is very busy. Everyone eats lunch on their own, they don't even go out with each other! There is totally 0 camaraderie.

Want the bad news now? I was threatened not to be paid at the end of the month because my results are poor (which means too little people fall for the scam/fraud) . Because of my salary scale, it can't be brought forward to the government ministry, it has to be settled in court IF I don't get paid.

What i totally can't believe is.. Yet I'm still here everyday, on time. For my baby son. I don't have a choice.

All my experience and my contacts, my knowledge goes to waste here. People say hold on, wait for something better. is there really something better? When will it come?

I've never felt more suicidal than now.

Jacob's full month Party

2008-09-29T17:20:00.007+08:00

Nope its still a few days to go before Jacob really reaches his first month, but hey who's complaining? Thank you to everyone who turned up and for those who didn't well.... screw yoU! LOL. j/k please ensure to hand up MC and relevant parent excuses, those who do not produce evidence, demerit points will be given.

Ok then, so a big thank you to Paul for buying the whole suit for Jacob's first big day. Somehow I feel sad knowing that Paul won't be able to join Jacob during his 1st year.. Who knows if things work out maybe I can bring Jacob to the UK instead. Here's Jacob looking absolutely smashing.

(Jacob all ready to be in the 1st team)

The party was really great except everyone seem to come at 1 big go, even though the information was 12pm to 4pm everyone just.. decided to come at 2 which made me really busy. Missus had her own friends over and she was really busy entertaining her own friends and I had to entertain my friends AND relatives from all the households. Paul was being really good, sitting there and trying to takeover part of my job. And I really like the picture below.

(Godpa trying to clean up the messy eater)

(Paul not getting any luck with Jacob as he looks lovingly on at the BRAT)

The party is over and the shifting (thank God) is over. I'm now officially residing in an HDB flat which I'm getting to terms with, not that I haven't stayed in 1 before but after such a long time, it does take some getting used to, like being more careful with security and privacy.

(Jacob watching F1)

Jacob was at his full brattish behaviour yesterday and its the first time I've seen the Missus getting pissed with him. He just simply refuse to sleep or he just eats non-stop which doesn't make sense because 4 hours of feeding non stop is weird. See, what happens is he eats and then dozes off and when put to bed, he wakes up and starts kicking up a fuss and starts looking for the nipple.

The missus frustrations are definitely not just due to Jacob too. I'm at fault just as well and its things that I have to change which Missus is sweet to let me know. Thats why she broke my heart a few times when she got frustrated with Jacob and me. Sorry my dear. That's also why even after the move after being so bloody tired I tried to make it up to the missus as much as possible.

(An angel at sleep, a devil at 4am daily without fail)

Virgin Feeding

2008-09-26T17:28:00.006+08:00

(Jacob wondering who the hairy monster is)

Yup we broke Paul's (Prempal to you, Jacob) virginity on feeding a baby and we nearly made him change the diapers on Jacob. The brat was surprisingly still and willing to let his Godfather feed him, but staring at him all the time wondering who the dork is.

(Who's the geezer feeding me?)

As usual Paul went onto the "do u like prono mate?", "How about a bollywood actress as a wife", "what you prefer a Jap babe?" and all other pornographic statements not meant for print. Jacob was pretty bemused at the geezer but nodded in approval when Paul said Jap Babe. Sigh just like another Sillyporean male I guess.

(Paul just like the missus looking lovingly at the brat, not knowing he's a brat yet)

Ok well Paul didn't hit it off great, he lifted the bottle too high thus causing Jacob to spill most of his milk, and Paul's hands were stiff like wood, had to remind him again and again to be more gentle and flexible. I think the icing was when Paul tried to burp the baby. It was hilarious, all hands, legs, head and body were used to hold a less than 4kg baby upright. I was laughing so hard I forgot to snap a photo of it.

(Paul talking to Jacob about sex and how old he should be before trying)

Its Jacob's 1st month celebration tomorrow and then a major move to a new house on Sunday, So I hope to remember to snap a few shots for you guys on Monday.

I'm Wrong

2008-09-24T16:30:00.002+08:00

(Angel lookalike.. but still BRATTISH)

See I admit when I'm wrong. And I'm wrong that I can force the bugger to sleep for 3 hours or more at night. He's learning to focus on objects now and he has also become... grumpy like his godfather...

Speaking of which he came by the house after a 14hour flight, so sweet of him to get the nursery rhyme dvds, clothes and very very nice gold necklace. On behalf of Jacob, Thanks Paul.

We made Paul carry Jacob and Paul was stiff like wood. We'll let him do the diapers before the big day on Saturday. Intend to make him spend more time with Jacob, so that he doesn't think material supply is good enough to be a godfather.

He's got this beautiful Arsenal Cap and Socks ready to fit into the Arsenal's First team. Wonder if Arsene Wenger will consider...

(Jacob's tiny little feet which gives off amazing power)

Oh we've discovered a pattern in Jacob. Before he wakes up and cries for milk, he'll let off a few good sounding farts. And if the lights are on, you can see him turning red while farting, little bugger gotta learn how to fart without using so much strength.

(Jacob the master torturer)

What a brat

2008-09-23T17:33:00.005+08:00

(The makings of a brat)

Aren't babies supposed to be sleeping ALL the TIME? Not only that, when he sleeps he makes the weirdest noise ever. No its not deep breathing, but sudden split second cry or those deep throat sounds which last a sec or 2 before going back to sleep again.

According to the missus he's not been sleeping in the afternoon like from 2pm - 9pm. Told the missus to torture him and not let him sleep like till 11pm... Wonder if it'll work.

(The smirk after driving his parents nuts)

What was fun is he farts like an adult. Like a real adult. A big huge BRRRTTTT. And it so happened I had a lots of air in my tummy so it was like an alternative farting orchestra which nearly drove the missus mad. He of course have to shit his pants (errr diapers), which incidentally is quite expensive and he uses like 6 of them a day. Sheesh.

I've been thinking about how unfair it is to just post up his pics and not my wife so here is the moment when the missus is being wheeled out from the delivery ward into the room.

(Missus looking at her creation)

See Jacob being so good and quiet, sleeping soundly not giving a care while the missus looks on wondering if all the pain she just went through was worth it.

From the picture below, one could tell she felt it was worthy. Look at her looking lovingly on Jacob.

(The missus still had no idea she has a brat on her hands)

Yeah with all the anxiety and the fear over, she looks on lovingly at Jacob. She had absolutely no idea the mess he'll be and i wonder if she'll look different after 3 weeks with Jacob.

(look, my baby, isn't he swell? ya rite... wait for 3 weeks...)

From hours to 3 weeks old, the bugger had grown longer, can't use the word taller coz I just feel its the wrong word to use. He's changed quite a bit aye?

Well sorry for not updating last week because it has been a very hectic week at work. Jacob's godfather the brit bhai is back in Sillypore for his full month party. So i'll be busy hanging out with him and I really like to see Paul change diapers for his godson. Do u think he'll do it?

What about a wager?

It didn't get better

2008-09-17T18:25:00.006+08:00

Its Wednesday folks. I'm off to KL tomorrow and weirdly I think, I will, I feel, I gather that I will miss the little bugger.

(huh? Dad's leaving? Who am I gonna torment?)

Same level work colleagues don't seem to be having a nice day either. No its not Lehman Bros or AIG, its just the general mood and in reality .. just busy. I hate busy it means I'm not earning money.

Oh I signed 2 policies for the little bugger today. Yes with AIA. No I'm not going to be afraid of AIG because the US government now has shares in it. And unless the whole US of A dies which I hope it doesn't happen soon (though I think God has a hand in most of the disasters recently), I'm not panicking and I'll continue supporting my insurance mate.

(YAWN!! My dad is such a boring ASS)

Got that bugger an education fund thingy so I don't need to fork out a sum of money if he 'can' study and wanna go to the Uni and best of all it includes an insurance on me so if something happens to me, the policy will continue to pay its own premium. Sweet isn't it? And I can surrender his policy in 10years, If the bugger continues to pay Sgd250 till he is 60, he'll be a 3.6millionaire. WOOT. Why didn't my dad do that for me. Sigh...

Alright I don't think I'll be able to update till I'm back, so I'm gonna put some more photos for Jacob fans. Yes HE has fans... if you count his godfather.....

(Time to think about torturing someone else.)

(All these thinking is making me.. sleepy...)

What a bad mood day

2008-09-16T15:19:00.005+08:00

(I'm so cute and adorable, Bite me)

Not sure what got into me today and I'm in a foul mood as hell. Nope its not the lack of sleep nor is it nicotine withdrawal. Hell no.

Its more to do with work at the moment and I'm hell pissed with irresponsible partners. Sadly I've to admit I got cheated into dealing with them. Thank goodness they aren't the only one in the market, I'm just pissed with the whole effort wasted.

We'll see what the team can spin around this evening.

Oh its not about me why you came into my blog? What? Jacob is more important? Well he can start a blog on his own then. SHEESH.

(Missus always insisting he has beckham hair)

I sort of missed carrying him yesterday coz I was home really late and he was just sound asleep according to the missus. Jacob was awake from 7pm - 11pm refusing to sleep and had his 2.5hours feeding before going to bed. Anyways I manage to carry him this morning before coming to work.

Here's a couple of pics. Enjoy. isn't he a cute little bugger?

(the I'm perplexed look, MUMMY I don't wanna be an ABC)

(Whatcha staring at? Wanna get beaten up?)

Hows your weekend then?

2008-09-15T11:11:00.005+08:00

See the lack of sleep and motivation to update the blog is caused by none other than that Mr Jacob Tan.

His antics over the weekend has changed and finally we are able to get 3 hours of rest after 2 hours of feeding, cleaning shit, feeding, cleaning shit and feeding. Yes thats the rolling pattern. 2x shitting for 3x feeding. And it has to stay that pattern because thats Jacob's pattern.

(Jacob looking nonchalant about his antics)

He's turning a bit yellow again and the last trip to the Pd, he has reach 12.6 and would have to be hospitalized for jaundice treatment again if he hits 14. Not only will that hit my already very sore wallet, its going to drive the missus nuts.

(Staring into space is 1 sign that the shit is coming soon)

The problem can be resolved if we get some sunlight in Sillypore. We could bake the bugger in the sun for 15mins each time twice a day and we're all set to go. But no Sun in sight for the past weeks!

(can you spot the changes?)

He'll be 2 weeks old tomorrow and there are obvious changes to his face, not as cute as when he was a couple of days old :P But just as cute I supposed.

During certain times of the day when it was my duty to look after him, I could see the brat in him, the bugger better watch out who he's being a brat with, I don't take nonsense kindly. MUAHAHAHAH

In another 2 more weeks we'll start carrying him around to some friends whom we really need to meet.

So how was your weekend then?

The best laid plans

2008-09-10T15:51:00.006+08:00

The best laid plans can go awry when the tormentor aka Jacob refuses to adhere to it. It was the same plan as yesterday. Feed it late, feed it lots. Oh No, he had to eat his fill way earlier and then wake up 2 - 3 times in the wee hours of midnight.

Unfortunately some people have forgotten to wash their hands before carrying him or touching his face (which no one should), no one should touch a baby's face because its more tender than your ass. So our dear Jacob has 4 huge pimples around his face. Oh well if he gets to earn some money himself or allow me to strike some type of lottery we could maybe bring him to some skin care salon.

Not much to rant about but oh, this came to mind. wonder if the missus would want to try for a baby girl soon... hmm food for thought.

Neways more pictures for my dear readers.

(The feet of our future star footballer. I'd kiss those feet if he ever plays for Arsenal)

(or he could be a blues singer, look at those fat lips!)

(Jacob looking pissed after being cheated with a nipple that doesn't give milk.)

Getting away with it

2008-09-09T14:52:00.006+08:00

Nope, there's no way to get away with it. The plan was simple, feed it every 3 hours, during 10pm - 12am feed it as much as it can eat, the objective being that it will sleep through the night.

Not only it made the Missus really tired, the little bugger woke up once at 4am and another at 7am. DARN!!!!

I've noticed how he'll drink a bit, take a shit, look stoned for a while and start looking for the nipple. If no nipple is found within 5 seconds, all hell breaks loose. Well, he's hell is still quite tame compared to others. Nonetheless, its hell. He'll suckle and suck the nipple with all his might for exactly 1 minute and then fall into a doze, each time we pretend to remove the nipple, he'll wake up and give it another 3-5 sucks and then fall asleep. This will continue for 15mins and then I'll have to burp him. After the burp, he'll be wide awake, staring into the distance, moving his eyeballs and then.... fart. Not once but a few good wet farts.

This continues for 3 hours. Until Missus got pissed and decides to bring the bottle upon him, which by then he'll be sound asleep. And there is absolutely nothing you can do about it except throw the milk away.

Here are the photos of Jacob tormenting his folks.

(Enough of Nagging Already!!!) (If i don't find my nipple in 5 seconds......)

After completing the 'torment parents' assignment.

Blues and Yellows

2008-09-08T13:05:00.005+08:00

Yup it was blue yesterday, Yellow gone today. Doesn't make much sense, so does the rest of my blog anyway.

Jacob is back from the hospital after his jaundice treatment so the missus is all well and lively today. For me, its just back to wiping backsides. The weekend without Jacob was actually a blessing in disguise like I was saying yesterday. So lets see what challenges are being brought on from today.

I'm back at work and tons of things to do. Jacob nearly gave me some luck in the 4d thingy where I could have won $4150. I used his birth certificate number and the first prize was just missed by 1 miserable number. Oh Well, thanks anyway Jacob, I know you tried. It could have paid for your hospital fees.

My earlier post about fatherhood stated that I shouldn't be boasting about my baby, but damn this is not a boast but really a bewilderment. That bugger is exactly 1 week old and he can turn himself on the BED. Damn it, I'm ranting about the danger he is posing himself more than the strength he has. Imagine a 7day old baby suffocated to death due to his neck strength making him lie face down. EERIE~~

Anyway the whole family is happy (yes including me) that he's back to give us more problems. Parenting is indeed about learning. Learning how they learn things and at the same time they are teaching us on how we should learn things. Confusing? Well read it slowly and UNDERSTAND.

I'll leave a couple of pics for Jacob's Godpa, who incidentally said, 'He (Jacob) looks lovely, thankfully he doesn't have your ugliness" KNN that smelly Chan Ho SINGH pok kai. Can imagine Jacob turning into an ass just like him. Maybe I should strangle him now before he grows up to be like his Godpa.

(Bewildered by Grandma) (Pertubed by Grandma's statement)

The Blues

2008-09-07T13:16:00.002+08:00

No not the music genre but the Missus. Have to add she's doing particularly well as I'm putting up this blog.

Baby Jacob is in the hospital for jaundice treatment and will be back tomorrow before 12pm. Missus fever has also went down and feeling better.

The silver lining of Jacob not being around is the much needed sleep and rest the Missus needed, so maybe thats why she's not so blue now.

I do miss the little bugger, I particularly enjoy his expressions and his cries when he wants milk. Like all other babies when they want to be fed, they will cry like the whole world is against them. Jacob being the soft whimpering cries makes him looks so pitiful. LOL

Brought the Missus to the hospital during lunch to have her breast fed Jacob and also to allow her to hold him for that hour. She's taking it really well surprisingly.

So here's another picture of Jacob being well fed, contented and without a care of this world.

For the brit bhai

2008-09-06T08:21:00.007+08:00

(Preparing for a big BURP)

(Argh when is Mummy gonna bathe?)

(Dad's gonna tickle me to death!) (Obi Wan Kenobi Wannabe)

(OOoh hope the lizard doesn't shit on me)

no wordy blogs for today because its a saturday. It means I've got other things to do and the pics above are specially for the british Bhai.

Fatherhood

2008-09-05T11:59:00.005+08:00

There's many things to rant about, talk about, but before I continue to rant and then forget what I wanna talk about, lets list it out;

1. I hate parents who brag about their child (oooh he can say aaaah already, oooh look he/she can break the olympic world record already, oooh my child's shit has such a nice smell). Its crap. kids grow up and its nothing even if IT does break world records.

2. Fears of turning into point 1.

3. So is my child cute?

4. How does it feel to be a father?

So lets start with point 1. I will disallow myself from revolving my world around him. I will of course, take care of him the best I can, but my world will not revolve around him. He is merely part of my life, like many other things in my life that adds up to the fulfillment of my life.

What's the fear? Not of losing control, but of the ir

ritating feeling I get when parents starts to show me the 'wonders' of their kid, like singing twinkle twinkle little star.... I don't want my kid to be performing to Aunties and Uncles as I look on adoringly. I should be able to do that even if he doesn't do any of the 'wonders'

Is my child cute? See it for yourself.. can you call that wrinkled bugger cute? The 2nd photo is to show the Sikh Godfather how big his gifts were on that little bugger. Poor thing huh? See how screwed up he already is? Don't blame me, blame the bhai.

I still have the surreal feeling to be honest, that is because I've taken care of many babies before and even till today (he's 3.5 days old), I still feel I'm helping someone else take care of him, And the someone else is none other than the missus. Weird huh? But I guess the feeling will come in time. My godfather says its about getting used to it. So we'll see.

More tomorrow.

What a year it has been

2008-09-01T13:43:00.002+08:00

Hello my fair weathered friends.

Its time to update my blog and do it more regularly. So much has happened since the last post, so I will do it in point form and then rant about it from days to come.

1. I am going to be a father soon. The kids name will be Jacob Tan and he gets a Sikh godfather, yup he's going to be as screwed up as me, so might as well start when he's REALLY young. HAHA.

2. I've resigned from my current job of 4 years and 1.5 months. Mixture of relief and happiness because I do not see a future in that company anymore. A bit disappointed how things turn out to be that way. Life is such.

Hey actually there isn't anymore to add because those 2 are really major in Ones life isn't it?

Of course there is a point 3 which will be brought for all to see when the time is right.

Meantime there are many questions from younger folks about being a father/parent to be. I think women will feel there are more changes physically and mentally compared to men. I'm not sure if I'm actually ready. Of course there was joy and happiness when I heard the news, I actually made the missus checked 3 times before going to the doctors immediately to confirm the news.

After that due to this silly custom, no one was suppose to know till she was 3 months on. In the 3 months there was apprehension, delight, mixed emotions and fear. See, I wasn't brought up in a very very happy family or the Sillypore type of family. I've got a complicated family structure and had quite an abusive father. There was that apprehension that I'll abuse Jacob...

Jacob will come to this world in the next few days. To be honest about things missus and me were hoping for a girl. Still we know we will love him and offer him the best as we can. But if he thinks he can get away with some of the stunts some sillyporeans do, he'll be very very sorry for it. I don't take too kindly to tantrums.

Missus has been having slow contractions for the past 2 days now, so its anytime soon.

So those complaining about how my blog is 'pictureless' maybe, just maybe, i'll post up a picture of Jacob.

More tomorrow.

Updating this 'blog'

2008-01-22T11:55:00.000+08:00

Yes, its been helluva long time, readers and I'm sure most of you have stopped coming in.

All due respect to bloggers who updates thier blog everyday or every other day. It sure takes lots of discipline and sometimes I guess I understand thier responsibility to thier readers.

There's plenty in my mind this time, so this will get wordy. Firstly, a little bird flew in and told me that our dear good friend who stays near Vancouver might be able to come to Sillypore! Woots!!! I hope she'll come to work for us during her little stay. :)

I've just recieved a nice email in regards to our CPF (Cannot Pay Forever) about the draw down age to 65. I think the gaberment has failed to answer WHY would anyone in thier right mind want to WORK till 65 IF they can afford to retire. The slant that the PAP is giving is that people wants to work till 65 because they like to. They have failed to realise that people CANNOT afford NOT to work till 65 or more because of the hefty house loans and high cost of living. Irregardless of all thier statistics, pure fact is that no old folks want to be working as dishwashers or other menial jobs. And they are doing it now because they don't have a choice!

Lets not even argue about annuity....

Of course if they are all in the position of our beloved LKY, where he works with his mouth, then all old folks will gladly work till 85 for his salary. Actually for half his salary. err wait, for 1/4 of his salary, Wait... I think singapore old folks will be very happy with 1/8th of his salary.

PAP has also failed to answer this question. Since their salaries are pegged to CEOs and watnots minusing some obscure %age, CAN US the Citizens who are like the shareholders, SACK non performing ministers?

Sillyporeans who doesn't want to be silly should start asking such questions and asking them louder, if not we'll always be sillyporeans and one day *Yikes* become stupidporeans.

Oh by the way, i'm hunting for an accounts girl to takeover a girl who has just resigned. Because I can't afford to pay some rich ass bastard in the UK, I've to settle for someone locally. So if any of you readers are interested in the job, drop a comment and I'll keep it away from view.

This blog took me 6hours to write, because I was interrupted countless times by idiots.

Till then, take care and have a nice week ahead!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISSUS TINA TAN!!!!

2008-01-09T14:25:00.000+08:00

Yes Alright Already!! Stop telling me I haven't updated this blog! And no I'm not too old to blog, besides its more of rantings then a blog even though I do add some personal things in here.

So what have you guys been up to? Its only been 9 days and I hope it has already stopped some of you from coming in. Why would I wanna do that? I'll let you know when I come out with the answers.

Life has been pretty interesting lately. But before I go on today's rant, a Huge BIG shout to my Wife, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!

This time, she absolutely ban me from buying her a gift. My wallet is so happy and my bank account is laughing in glee. BUT, she did say I owe her one and when she wants something I've to go get it. *sigh*

Ok back to life has been pretty interesting. Do you guys realise how quickly our lives changes? When you change a job, when you change boyfriends/girlfriends or change your circle of friends or when you allow someone new into your circle of friends. Things changes so quickly sometimes and you can't really put a finger to it.

Well things haven't changed that drastically for me and if it does, I hope it changes for the better. You see this few days I've been busy at work and searching for a house. I decided to ballot for one. I sure hope I can afford it if I manage to win the ballot.

With the missus family coming in June/July, I need a bigger space to put them in. Thats a headache, albeit a nice one.

So hows the first week of new year treating you? Write about it after you click on 'COMMENT'

Welcome 2008

2008-01-01T22:36:00.000+08:00

Oh ya. its the first day of the New Year and what have you done to kick off this year?

Well, I can tell you, I hate it. Why? Because the festive season is over. The long holidays, the TV, the couch all will be missing me. And I miss them so very much.

Its time to clean off the slime on my body and start behaving like a human again. YUCKS. All I ever wanted was to be a couch slug... Is that too much to ask for?

So are you one of those who have a resolution? Well my missus is the only one I know off who did manage to get through most of her resolutions. I have resolutions too. But i broke them all within the first day. For e.g.

1. Stop Smoking. I did stop smoking for a few hours during 2008, but it was such a silly resolution, I broke it.
2. Stop Swearing, I did stop swearing during 2008, well for a few hours, until a stupid commercial interrupted my TV.
3. Stop dirtying the house. Well I did stop dirtying the house until i decided to clear the ashtray and well.. the inevitable happened and it broke my resolution. Well it was another silly resolution anyway. Who cares? Besides the missus. ooops....

I'm looking forward to 2008 for a myriad of reasons. There are many more new things to do in my career. Its going to be a very busy work year for me and I hope things turn out right.

I've to move house AGAIN by the end of Dec 2008 so I gotta make a decision by July/August latest.

There's also something thats brewing and its not the right time to announce it. When the time is right, my dear readers, you'll be SHOCKED off your booty boots.

Alright so the truth be told, the new year means its time to start working and get serious with your jobs. We all want a good start to the new year and I hope all of you buckle up, pull up your socks and get it moving. Lets look forward to a prosperous 2008.

A very Happy New Year to you.

To blog is a responsibility?

2007-12-22T23:16:00.000+08:00

Holy crap, the missus just forced me to update this... silly rant.

So how are you guys shaping up? Christmas is just round the corner and I hope you guys are feeling the spirit. EVEN though its been totally commercialised... still we can keep the spirit, ya?

I've been on leave since the 20th and its fabulous. I've not bonded with the sofa because I have actually become part of a sofa. Yup, I've been assimilated into being a sofa. Being a slug is just so fun. TV in front, control on hands, notebook hooked on internet, food in the fridge... what more can a man ask for?

Did you guy manage to watch any nice heart warming movies lately? There don't seem to be anymore of this nice Christmassy movies.. I watched one on HBO just a day back, Valley of Light. quite touching, but nothing to crow about. Hallmark channel is going to show a remake of 'scrooge' (hears groans and 'not agains') and surprise surprise ANOTHER remake of 'scrooge'. Christmas u get lots of scrooge. So are you a scrooge like me bro in London? I'm making him buy me a PR in UK. Well if we have to ask, we ask for the impossible. All i have for him for Christmas is some cheesy gift. HAHA. Thats me, an absolute asshole.

Since i've been quite happy with life on the sofa this couple of days, there's really nothing much to rant about. Not that I can't start, but I'm in no mood to start, you know how cancerians are, full of moods. Everything depends on a cancerian mood. Trust me.

Well most probably I won't be here updating till after Christmas where maybe I can rant about the gifts I'm going to recieve, IF i get to receive em.

Have a Merry Happy Christmas!

Weekend Rants

2007-12-17T20:36:00.000+08:00

So hows your weekend? Did you.. like me... just became a couch slug, hogging onto the remote control and feasting your eyes on programmes you'd probably would have laugh at if your mates told you they watched it?

What makes weekends so important? That girlfriends, boyfriends and families demand that you spend your time with them.. Is it that there will indeed be quaility time during the weekends and one can't get quality time during a common weekday?

I love my wife. She's forever working. But whenever we feel that we need quality time, we just stay up in bed and talk and talk and talk and.... talk... and talk..... and talk.. there's never ending topics to talk about. Sometimes revisiting history again and again and it never gets bored. Well to put right some people, I love her not that she's forever working, what i meant was, even though she's forever working, I love her all the same.

Maybe one day will come when she brings the bacon home and I, the man, would just be a couch slug. A snail, an invertebrate, in comatose on the sofa, hogging the remote control. Just give me cable, Internet and Food, lets not forget cigarettes or cancer sticks.

I'm amazed at my Missus pretty frequently, even though we've been together for 3 years or more. To say she's independent would be far fetched, but she's not far from it. She has her own strong ways and yet sometimes she's so weak, she needs protection. Sometimes she says the darnest things and she likes 'cold' jokes, which to me are.... DOH~ but since it tickles her, I learn to share it with her and let her share it with me.

Sometimes I miss her so much till it hurts. Even though we see each other everyday. Sometimes hearing her breathe when she sleeps gives me comfort. When she laughs the whole world laughs with her, when she cries, my whole world shatters. Sometimes she's infuriating, sometimes she's just plain silly. To have her is like a dream. Thank heavens I'm with her.

Anyway after that mushy stuff, after the football match yesterday, I happened to tuned into Star Movies (Chinese) and a korean drama was on. So much poems.. some was pretty sweet,

You do your own things,
Forever thinking that I've not caught you looking at me.
Thank you for noticing me,
I hope you've not caught me looking at you.
You are like the beautiful fish in the ocean,
Swimming your way.
I am the ocean,
Letting you have your way.
Would you mind if I swam with you?

There were plenty more poems they used and all were sweet and touching. As i was surfing the channels, I missed quite a bit of the show, shucks. And I couldn't remember the title of the show.

I hope you guys had a beautiful weekend.

Festive Season for Rants!

2007-12-12T13:16:00.000+08:00

ho ho ho joyous readers its that time of the year where money isn't ever enough. Be forewarned this is a massive long wordy blog. Coz I haven't been ranting for days...

Why do people ever buy thier gift early? There's never a sale going on and you'll never know if that friend will soon turn into a foe! Well the only reason will be to beat the queue at the cash register 'Ka Ching!' Still the only time you can feel the festive mood is during the rush of sales.

Congratulations again to Dear Missus Tan for finally getting her Blue I/C. What an ever hassle there was. The never ending forms and the never ending queues plus over zealous officers finding every reason to reject your application. But no longer, because Sillypore wants a population of 7million. That's right, only in Sillypore do they count Permanent Residents as a part of citizens. I'm sure they are still cracking thier heads on WHY these people never applies for citizenship! What a laugh!

Lay people like us queue and do it by the system (takes about 3 months), but if you are rich and buy over some million dollar building, your process takes 2 days and an officer delivers the blue i/c to you with 2 hands and a bow. And our poor school children talks about upholding meritocracy etc etc brained washed by our dear civil servants. Money rules, democractic or not. Look at Kim Jong watever of the North Korean Republic, asshole drinks wine, nice dinner, stays in a palace, while the poor population bows and prays to him like some kind of God. If you guys watched discovery channel you'd have laugh your head off when one of the poor korean peasant said, Because our General is So great, America with thier nuclear bombs are afraid of us. Such logic. If only someone would have just told him, USA don't give a damn about you because you have NO OIL. And anyway a Merry X'mas to you, you poor demented peasant of the PRK. Santa should and must deliver some happy gifts to you. We should all bless the poor souls in PRK. But hold your donations till that pot bellied ass of the General dies.

Which brings me to my dear jolly friends and loved ones. Yes, you too my dear colleagues (Stop asking for an increment) Jolly tidings and merry xmas to all of you, yes you the one in Canada, where its forever 1C degree, whats wrong with Yahoo weather? Its always 1c in the place she's at. My dearest friends please take some time in this festive season to think of the poor souls. I know that we ourselves need some good tidings ourselves, but seriously there are people in this earth who have more severe problems than us. When you slice into the hot juicy turkey, chewing that honey baked ham, spare a thought for those who are more unfortunate than us. And if possible, please do offer a prayer. I don't care what religion you are in, just offer a prayer to your God or Gods (for some) for the unfortunates.

I wish all of you readers a merry and joyous Christmas. I wish that all of you are always in a state of love. In love or being loved. Because I always love you guys. Yes, you the one in London too. None of you are forgotten in my prayers in this jolly festive season.. (yes, you too, you stupid timeshare/insurance/finance/ sales/tele marketeer person)

Lets rant about them the next time.

Life and its Quirkiness

2007-12-05T15:32:00.000+08:00

Cheerios my dear readers. Quite a few who checks in and thanks to you. And of course dear Missus.

A round of applause and congratulations to the missus for gaining her PR! Yes, finally she can borrow books from the library using her own identity card, she gets to pay taxes, gets to have CPF, discounts/subsidies in government stuff, buy HDB flat and so on except get to vote. Whats in a vote anyway? Sillyporeans are too afraid to try anything new, rock the boat or whatever. Look at our dear friends in Ozzieland, well done on your choice of a new Prime Minister, the old one was getting too full of himself and slowly turning authoritarian. Like how Thaksin was changing. Not saying that the current government is crappy or anything...

Wow what a lot to say when its just about PR. One thing does lead to another as usual.

Today we rant about people who hates thier boss. Well not that relationships are without frictions, so expect to have some friction with your boss too. Sometimes, you just have to laugh softly instead of letting the whole office know you're idling. If you have to idle, do it in a smarter way. Look around you and you may see someone working thier ass off, while you and others are having a jolly fun time. Not that there's anything wrong in having a fun time in the office, but control your idle times. You don't get paid to be idle and slack right?

Then of course, bosses shouldn't expect thier staff to read thier mind and/or moods. So my dear colleagues, I apologise for my temper and shit. There.

I hear some comments about the friends thing about how we should just forgive and forget, about give and take. Yes but some friends are worthy of forgiving and forgetting while some you should just forget. All relationships are give and take. Being humans, we'll take things for granted and need to be reminded. Its either a gentle reminder or a stern and firm reminder. It all depends on how you manage your friendship. If you want to treat everyone the same, KUDOS to you, but we all know its not possible. Because you can't possibly go up to an hour old 'friend' and start telling him/her how wonderfully happy you are thereby causing envy, or tell him/her how sad/miserable you are, and causing this new found friend to FEAR you. So like it or not, we do compartmentalise our friends. Get your friends a gift this year. Make a card, say hello to a long lost friend. Lets see whats in stored.

Christmas is coming around really quick for me this year, so whats the plan? Any chance we get snow this Christmas? No not the fake stuff. We want the REAL stuff.

Wonder whats Paul getting me this year. Not that i EVER EVER EVER get him anything in return, its just so fun to receive without giving. Not that he ever bothers or care, which takes out the fun a little bit, but what the heck, Paul, can I have a house in missusland this year instead?

Yup I'm back

2007-12-03T10:52:00.000+08:00

After a lengthy layoff of a few days I'm back with more rants. Ok 1 rant, errr make that 2 whatever.

I was supposed to carry on with the men v women debate but today I wanna rant about friends.

As the saying goes, Quality not Quantity. Its not about how many friends you have but rather how many really good friends you have. Sadly we should all compartmentalise our friends, put them into different boxes titled, Acquaintance, Hi-Bye, Potential, Good friend, Buddies, Shopping, Outings, Die hard etc. After you have done this, you have to be open minded enough to switch names between the boxes, because a certain acquaintance might interest you more and slowly upgrade the name or throw it into another box.

Most importantly have a compartment titled "When in trouble look here". I realised I used up that boxful of names quite long ago and now I've to look inside myself to see what went wrong. (Paul excluded because he's just too far away)

I've learnt this the hard way through growing up and if you happen to read this, good on you, but better for you if you start to compartmentalise now. It'll save you lots of heartaches and disappointments in the years to come.

Women wants Men to read thier mind

2007-11-28T15:45:00.000+08:00

And we go on again about the women-men debate. Notice its Women first before Men, and they scream about equality. *mumbles*

What women want is pretty simple. Her wants changes accordingly to her moods, age and location. When she is down, she wants a man with a strong shoulder. When she is happy, she wants someone to share her joy with, when she is angry, she wants a man to rant at, she wants to be pampered, but not all the time, because it gets boring, she wants a man who will behave like a man at the right time. She wants her man to be spontaneous yet submissive yet a little chauvinistic, add humour, a pinch of romance, a drop of sentimental emotions, a tinge of humility and know when to shed a tear during a soppy show.

Don't you guys find it simple?

That perfect man does not exist. Neither does the perfect women.

Men just wants his wife to shut up, kneel down and give him a blow job. Cook up a feast fit for a king, kneel down and give him a blow job. Clean up the house, kneel down and give him a blow job etc.

So no, the perfect woman don't exist.

They don't exist because they can't read minds. I can't read minds. What men and women really need through the ages is a strong dose of communication. Then again, most men can't communicate besides asking for a blow job....

Tomorrow I'll stand on the guys side.

What do women want?

2007-11-27T18:45:00.000+08:00

If you guys have been reading joke mails and spam mails, you'd most probably have heard of this one and i totally agree with it.

As we all know women are hard to please. Alright, HARD doesn't even come close. Its downright impossible to know what women really wants. Men however are really simple.

Women at 18 wants a cool chap, lots of attention, talk of the town type of guy. Substance don't matter, just the cool guy.

Women at 20 wants a guy who have any job, decent looking and well cool where all her friends are envious.

Women at 24 wants a guy who has a job, good looking, drives, romantic, bring her to the discos and treats her like a princess.

Women at 28 wants a guy who has a decent job. drives, knows how to treat a lady and is able to pay for the vacation or the candle light dinner.

Women at 30 wants a guy who has a proper good paying job, not bald and cares about her.

Women at 35 wants a guy who's not bald.

Women at 40 just wants a guy.

See how many changes there are?

While men on the hand are simple blokes.

Men at 20 wants a 18 year old sweet young thing.

Men at 22 wants a 18 year old sweet young thing.

Men at 24 wants a 18 year old sweet young thing.

Men at 30 wants a 18 year old sweet young thing.

Men at 35 wants a 18 year old sweet young thing.

Men at 40 wants a 18year old sweet young thing.

Men at 50 wants a 18 year old sweet young thing.

See how simple men are?

More on what women wants tomorrow.

Monday Reds

2007-11-26T19:45:00.000+08:00

I hate Mondays. Absolutely. Nope, no question about it. I know some of you sadistic fools LOVES Mondays and you go, whats wrong with Mondays? It most probably mean you're some rich ass debt free lucky ass and i so envy you. *HMPH*. yes you who listens to Suze Orman when she says NO you cannot afford it and you actually listen to her.

Anyways had the usual Monday morning meetings and I'm constantly being reminded to keep my temper. But sometimes its so hard especially if you are repeating yourself every other week. I don't blame anyone actually. We're just humans and we do forget things and we do ignore obvious foolhardiness. But we must really constantly remind ourselves. I'm as guilty as my staff in forgetting things, but its unfortunate I got an elephant of a memory. I pretend to forget things, or the term 'selective memory'. I even have 'selective anger'. Lets face it, who doesn't?

Do we treat everyone the same? Some women treat thier boyfriends/husbands worse than they treat thier friends, some treat thier parents way better than anybody else. Because of such behaviours we have selective feelings/emotions. If your lover says you are fat, it hurts more than a stranger who says you are fat. Geddit?

Women are such.... never mind. We just love our women anyway.

Which brings me to vulgarities. When we watch a movie, we hear the F word all the time and we are ok with it, but when someone spouts it, ooh this guy is so vulgar and its as if he/she commited the gravest sin ever. SUCH HYPOCRITES. F**k YOU! ya take that. HMPH! Speaking of which, anyone of you realise that Taiwanese and Cantonese vulgarities have a nicer tone than the Singapore hokkien vulgarities? Its as if they are singing a nice lullaby while in fact they are screwing your ass with a hot iron rod with a poker at the end and a vibrator at the start.

Who here subscribes to "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me". Well BULLSHIT. Words said in the right way may melt hearts, but use it wrongly, you'll make an enemy so fast and furious you wish you were never born.

Thats all for Monday's rants. Shut it and ********* YOU!

* love
** love you
*** love you much
**** love you very much

you get the picture.

Saturday what a day!

2007-11-25T03:14:00.000+08:00

*Yawn* Hope you guys had a nice Friday party and thoroughly enjoyed yourself.

Its 3.15am as I'm typing this and its officially Sunday. Arsenal won 2-0 though they kept it late into the match, but they are AWESOME.

Other than that the weekend was pretty usual. The missus made fantastic fried bee hoon and she tried to make Coca Cola Chicken Wings which was not up to her usual standard. Reckon she's telling me something? Hmmmm

Wasn't able to sleep on Friday so I got online and got Paul to play backgammon. He's such a sucker. A lovable sucker though. I got him so hooked on backgammon I think he'll sleep dreaming about it. He sucks at it and finally on early Sunday morning like 1-2am he manage to really beat me. HAHA. Well played Paul!! I've to find another game to sucker him then.

There are truly too many comments on how lousy my blog looks and besides the ugliness, I've put in too much words. But I love words. I play with words. In fact when I'm thoroughly bored, I read the dictionary.

Anyways I don't think there'll be much change to my blog till some nice blokes make a nice one for me. I can of course ask my designer and programmer to do it, but that'll be using my authority in the wrong way. I know, who cares right? Still... I'll endure all your horrible comments till someone volunteers to do something for me. HAHA.

So how was your Saturday then? Are you ready for Sunday?

Thank God its a Ranting Friday

2007-11-23T17:27:00.000+08:00

Yes and Friday somehow rhymes with Five. Rant no. 5

Thanks for all your comments, obviously I know who you guys are. And OK OK I get the message that my blog is toooooooo plain. Can't help it, I'm a plain and simple guy. :)

So to those who 'likes' (dreaming) my blog and find it plain, help me set one up, do one that you think is more suitable. See I'm so accomodating.

Also a thank you for reading and I hope I captured your attention with my wordy blogs.

Right on then to our daily rant.

For those who have no interest in football, don't worry, even though its about footie the rant isn't about footie. If you haven't already know, England have failed to qualify for the Euro Cup 2008 and the head coach has been sacked. So the witchhunt and blame begins.

Some quarters feel that the English Premier League have too much foreigners and this foreigners have hampered the growth of young English footballers. I personally feel this topic is the same as ;

1. Aussies blaming the Asians for the lack of employment opportunities in Aussieland.
2.Local workers blaming the foreigners for the lack of job opportunities.
3.When your boss employs someone new and not promote you.

We should all look inside ourselves and ask ourselves whether we deserve the opportunity or not. All our lives we should be trying hard to better ourselves and readying ourselves waiting for opportunity to knock. We must have the right skillsets and the right mentality to grab the opportunity when it comes.

So in the event of England, are thier youngsters good enough? If they are, clubs will be falling head over heels for thier signatures. Are they cost effective and are they value for money? Clubs are not charities. Asians in ozzieland have been found to be more hardworking, therefore employers prefer them.

Just like the Sillypore policy of Foreign Talent. Like the whole of Singapore, we have the best system of governance. But the people placed in charge are the problem. They are after all humans, therefore they make mistakes (and cover thier backside too much), and the Sillypore government will do well to recognise that they have a good system but have lousy personnel in charge. They should also learn to apologise when wrong and take a huge dose of humility. When they do, we'll no longer be sillypore or 'sink'apore or stupidpore but a proper Singapore.

Of course thats not all to the debate. But seeing how much I've written, scares me. I should change the title of my blog to WORDY BLOG. Now let your eyes have some rest and your friendly english teacher will be back tomorrow for another RANT.

TGIF

Do you smell the weekend?

2007-11-22T19:58:00.000+08:00

Hello again folks, its your resident ranter.

The day started with a sickly feeling in the throat and oh oh... it feels like the dreaded tonsilitis is visiting. You know how sometimes your body is telling you things? Mines telling me to stop whatever heaty food I've been eating. Tough.

Todays blog is late simply because I tried to post using my iphone. But the damn safari browser refused to let me type in the column only allows me to fill in the title bar. So if any of you have been waiting (as if) I apologise.

Weekends are on the way and Arsenal will be playing Wigan on Saturday. Thats something to look forward to. On top of the footie, I've been invited by Marriot Hotel for some presentation. In appreciation for attending I get to have 100bucks Takashimaya voucher. Woot! The missus will be pleased. Another for her shopping spree.

If any of you have been to the presentation please do drop me a note and give me a heads up on whats it about. I'm so damn sure its some timeshare nonsense and it'll be a waste of time. 40mins!!!! for 100bucks.. hmmm Anything for the missus.

Thats all for today then. its TGIF tomorrow!

Rants 3

2007-11-21T14:58:00.000+08:00

Yea.. noticed how I put the number at the back this time? No? Well you aren't obvservant enough or I'm just too bored.

I said I'll talk about 'should one advertise thier own blog' but I got something better to rant at. So i'll leave it for another day, or maybe I'll come back to it when I FEEL like it.

First rant of the day goes to the Missus. She says "You blog is too wordy (add yawn for effect). No one wants to read a blog which is like a newspaper article"

So I come to realise that they rather use it as a photo album. Well no one is stopping them from posting silly pictures. Not that I won't post any, I might.. IF i feel like it. As it is, I already feel weird talking to myself, posting to myself, putting words onto the WWW for anyone who so unfortunately found thier way here..... What I mean to say is, I just want to post up my thoughts and opinions (bad) the way I want it.

I like wordy blogs. I do read them and find them interesting as compared to photos... I mean who da heck are those people, I can't relate to them. Oh there's a cute girl/guy in the pic ... and .. SO? Yup, SO? If I want to look for cute girls/guys scantily clad or otherwise, Google sure has tons of selection. Why would I want to surf blogs just to see photos?

People who find wordy blogs boring have a problem with reading, or perhaps they don't feel like reading and if you've already read up to here, you aren't one of them. Congratulations.

The 2nd rant of the day goes to girlfriends who hates thier boyfriends when they start playing thier computer games. Give them a break girl! Just imagine yourself shopping with your boyfriend, you're all whoppy and hoppy and insane over the dresses, sales while we are forced to look gentlemanly on and lovingly... we bear with it, so BEAR with it. Its a guy thing!

Now thats not a thumbs up to any male chauvinist. They ought to be shot. Still a little manly stuff is required often enough to tell your woman that, Hey i'm the MAN and I'm the one who WEARS pants. Still it should be done tastefully, preferably discreetly and better yet add some humour. In this time and age in the modern world, we can still be quite surprised on how some countries still accept male chauvinist as part of thier culture. I hate to stop here but I'll leave this rant for another day.

I've notice a little increase in my page hits, If it continues, I just might host a little lucky draw for my readers.

Ja ne~

2nd Rants

2007-11-20T14:07:00.000+08:00

Before I go on about todays rants, I found out that creating a title for my daily rants will be a challenge. Should I be numbering them like today, or should it be close to the topic I'll be ranting about. Its painful to blog.

Well a few things first. Those close to me knows that I've been on a look out for a place to move into. What with the crazy property prices and the insane asking prices it is totally impossible. What is Sillypore turning into? Locals are finding it hard to get a place to call thier own, while foreigners just buys up every plot of available land they get thier hands on. I just want a roof over my head, a few shillings in my pocket and I'm good to go. Being contented can be so easily achieved if one just sticks his head into the ground. Then again, look for soft ground.

I had insomnia again last night. No thanks to the Missus who insisted on watching some sillyporean made program about 'school grass school flower' champion. DOH~ I did manage to fall asleep but as she switched channels, I woke up to my dismay and knew I would never fall asleep again.

Off I went to the living room, turned on CNN and viola~ I knew I had a major rant for today. A 13yr old girl commited suicide over someone she met in myspace after an argument. She only knew the guy only a day earlier. Sending love messages and watnots UNDER the supervision of her parents. There was a huge argument and after turning to her mum (who got pissed with her over her language and attitude) she ran up to her room and left this pathetic world. Ends up the 'guy' in myspace was actually a neighbour. The neighbour who had a 13yr old girl wanted to know why she quarreled with her own daughter. Yes a mother, who destroyed another 13yr old.

Rant is, have human beings become so weak, that visiting psychiatrist are a norm? Have human beings become too obsessed with what others think about them that they need constant attention? Which then brought me to the not too long ago incident of Singaporeans falling to dengue fever, and some FT (foreign talents) the government employed said, Sillyporeans are too clean and healthy therefore more susceptible to dengue. DOH! you mean you don't get dengue in dirty unlivable places? You pay top dollar to get slapped in the face and you say Thank you. Welcome to Sillypore.

Have I unknowingly turned into the soft 'I NEED ATTENTION' and therefore started to blog? I surely hope not.

I have a close friend, Gerard. Whenever he is sick, he never sees a doctor. IRREGARDLESS of how bad it is. His motto, What that does not kills me, makes me stronger. I'm not asking everyone to be like him, because that's being too extreme. But damn, is he strong.

So are we a pampered lot? Or have I become the minority who never had the experience of being pampered (besides the age of 0 - 11)

Conclusion is that, Yes, human beings in general have become weak. Knowledge being all powerful have turned into a weapon of mass destruction.

Tomorrow, I'll rant about should one advertise thier own blogs? Now.. why did i started a blog?

First Rants

2007-11-19T18:23:00.000+08:00

Well now, this is totally unthinkable. Why would I want to rant in a blog? I could just find another poor soul and rant at him/her on MSN. Then I realised, not all of them are interested in my rantings, in fact, NONE.

I wanted this blog to be about the rants of an Arsenal fan in MANUre/liverFools crazy Sillypore. But then again, there's so much more I want to rant about. Sometimes about my wife. Sometimes about my work and occasionally just about everything else.

So if you happen to trip over my blog, please do leave a comment on how you AGREE with me even though obviously you don't, it'll please me no end just to see what fools disagree with me about.

By starting this blog, I know I might not post everyday, I'm a very ill disciplined person, but be rest assured I'll post whenever there's a rant. So right on then, my first rant for 19th Nov 2007.

I hate the internationals where there is no anticipation of my favourite soccer team. As you know by now, I'm an Arsenal fan. Since the day Arsenal won the Cup Winners Cup against a top top team. If you are an arsenal hating person, please stay away from my blog because I can talk about them non stop and I'm totally biased.

Speaking of which I want to rant about Adebayor. The so called 'class' striker which some have termed as good as Theirry Henry and even Drogba. Ade is so lousy I'm actually amazed how Arsene Wenger could still hold on to him. His first touch is dreadful, his passing is atrocious even though I must say he DID score some nice and important goals. But overall performance leaves a lot to be desired. I wish he stays back after training and practises more especially his shooting.

Right then, enough for the first rant. Leave some for tomorrow.