Girls in Jerseys

I gonna tell you something a bit personal today.

There's no rush for anything this week at school so I thought I could spend a bit of my precious time writing some interesting stuffs (for me it's just not the usual sleeping the whole day routine) happened this weekend.

If you've been following this blog, well at least since September 2007 (if you, such person, actually exist, well, I thank you, really), you'd know that I joined an amateur basketball club in Wellington. Well, the club plays two tournaments, in autumn and spring, every year and for the past 2 years, I only joined the tournaments in spring. This weekend, I made my debut in the autumn tournament, and this entry is not about how badly, apart from the million assists per game, I played - it's about girls.

There is a female category in the autumn tournament. Well, there were also in the past spring tournaments I participated, but back then I was lazy to tell any story about it. Anyway, girls, playing basketball, though not much of a story, it's just my rantings of some thoughts I had in the Wellington Indoor Basketball Stadium in Newtown. The thought that I have a few particulars towards types of girls that could make me fell in awe, in admiration, and one of them, as this weekend concludes, is girls who play sports.

I'm not talking about the likes of gymnasts, figure skaters or any other girlish sports. Nor I'm talking about the league of Serena and Venus, New Zealand Female rugby team, etc. I will also want to exclude the ever-ridiculous WWE wrestlers, even the hot ones. For the purpose of this entry, please refer to Maria Kirilenko for this type of female sportswoman, or perhaps one of the gorgeous beach volleyball players, or, uu, a few of the Russian Olympic female athletes.

Anyway, I thought, athletic girls are, well, fascinating. Especially the ones with agile moves on the feet and excellent IQ for the game. The list of girls varies in tightness on how they wear their jerseys, emotion control on the court, sportsman.. well, sportswomanships, and the way they react to bad calls (whichever by referees. teammates or themselves) - which some were, ahh, heart-melting adorable.

It's a bit unfortunate that I''m only able to keep these thoughts inside my head, instead of going out there and say hi to any one of them. Nonetheless, through check and balance with particular scenarios, personal taste in women, and a big chunk of shyness, I'm not disappointed that I didn't do anything anyway.

Maybe one day.

And ohh, girls in oversized basketball jerseys (the top only) are hot.

Ahh.

I Think it's a Bunny

There's a story back then, a hypothetical one, however you want to take it I don't really care, because it's fictional, happened quite a while ago, about a girl. She is unique, in her own spectacular way. Somewhat assertive, with heart as pure as the driven snow (I googled "as pure as" and it came out this phrase. It means entirely pure but I have no bloody clue why is it "the driven snow"). Her skin? As white as lily (I wanted to use snow but, well, you know) with a wee bit tone of red-ish and yellow-ish. Her hair is as long as a shampoo model should have and it smells a little bit like fresh coconut. At least I think it's coconut - my imaginary thought said so.

Her name?

That's not the point, but I'm guessing some of you have already picking up some names already.

Let's call her Daisy, as the symbol of pure and innocence (Yep, it's true. Google it). Actually I can just start this entry with the issue I had in mind, but I chose to have a character. I guess that makes this more interesting, for now. Although, so far, there's nothing to be intrigued for.

Anyway, Daisy has a funny quirk. Not too eccentric, just simply unique. She has this peculiar way of expressing good deeds, which the description will remain limited to this, because I can't think of anything at the moment. Maybe later, if I see fit. The problem, however, every good deed she carries out, she makes an enemy. Though, in return, she earns four good friends.

There is this desire to please and to be loved by everyone that we see as a curse but Daisy believes it as a blessing (does that make sense?). She hates to make enemies. By stopping her good deeds, she could avoid from making anymore enemies - but of course, no more good friends to add in her Facebook.

Mathematically speaking:

Good deed = 1 enemy + 4 allies
Bad deed = 4 enemies + 1 stupid ally
No need = 0 enemy + 0 ally

What kind of deed is this? Sheesh.

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I'm thinking this metaphorical scenario with hypothetical character doesn't work at all to commmunicate the initial matter I wanted to point out. I'm guessing this is a little political, but perhaps, a more of a social interactive concerns, whichever float your boat.

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Anyhow.

Here's a scribble to humour yourself.


To whom (I'm guessing this is the right application for it) in Wellington, stay warm and healthy. For those in Malaysia, well, bet you wish you're here heh. Anywhere else, well, .. you suck.

Make Me A Joke, Honey?

I went to a standup comedy show at Happy last night. Happy is a bar by the way. Funny name. 'Let's be happy at Happy' kind of cliche. A great place nonetheless. I went there for a number of interesting events. ... Oh well.

Anyway, the show was fun. Sean kindly invited me to watch his friend performs. His friend was one of the five comedians entertaining us last night. I'm not actually going to share with you about the jokes they made. Well, you know, repeating jokes is not easy, regardless how good it is. Especially coming from a person who's not that well known of making jokes. I like to be on the other side of such person - the avid free listeners. The show was $15 by the way. $10 if you went in a big group.

It caught me wondering, that I would really love to have a comedian friend. I mean, a professional comedian. You know, you can introduce him (I don't mind if it's a girl. I'm just lazy to type 'him or her'. Instead, I chose to type this long explaination) to your other friends like, "Hey guys, this is Tommy. He's a comedian, professional comedian,". Thus, we will all know who's going to talk all night. I know that's a misconception to treat such special friend. You don't usually introduce a surgeon friend and he'll gonna cut you up right there. A magician friend? That would also be interesting. I do have plenty of funny friends (which I am also very grateful to have a fine number of great friends). Just to have a professional one, maybe, intrigues me.

How about a comedian girlfriend? Ahh, I would definitely love to cuddle up with Tina Fey. Well, possibly if she's 20 years younger. Maybe she wouldn't be that funny if she's at that young age? Well, there was this young female performer last night. She had that smart-nerdy-Tina-Fey vibe around her which kinda caught my interest a little bit. But nah, I'm still into authentic Malay chick, preferably with Arab/North Indian descent.

A comedian girlfriend. Now, that's a plan.

Wisdom of the Week

I like words of wisdom from others. Well, by 'others' I mean widely popular people, like leaders, philosophers, musicians, etc. Not that I'm discounting my friends because I think their words are not wisdomy enough. Did I wrote it right? Well I meant that I don't think that my friends are not wise enough to share their wisdoms. Ahh, that's better. Anyway, I'm planning to do so, soon. I mean, embracing their wisdoms.

Anyhow, today I want to share with you the 7 Deadly Sins, as perceived by Gandhi.

Seven Deadly Sins

Wealth without Work
Pleasure without Conscience
Science without Humanity
Knowledge without Character
Politics without Principle
Commerce without Morality
Worship without Sacrifice

-Gandhi-

Have a thought, or two.

Seriously, Come and Live Happy

How To Be Happy

1 Get physical. Exercise for half an hour three times a week.

2 Count your blessings. At the end of each day, reflect on at least five things you're grateful for.

3 Have an hour-long uninterrupted conversation with your partner or best friend each week.

4 Plant something - even if it's in a window box or a container. Keep it alive!

5 Cut your TV viewing by half.

6 Smile at or say hello to a stranger at least once a day.

7 Phone a friend.

8 Have a good laugh at least once a day.

9 Make sure you give yourself a daily treat.

10 Do an extra good turn for someone each day.

Source: Making Slough Happy, BBC

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I'm trying to do this one at a time.