Tuesday, April 29, 2014

of our hopes and dreams.

從前 書包很滿 
裝不下的夢 就丟了一些

Monday, April 28, 2014

入阵去

当一座城墙 只为了阻挡 所有自由渴望
当一份信仰 再不能抵抗 遍地战乱饥荒

Wanted to translate the whole song or something but no time. So these two lines first, because it's the first two lines.

When a city wall is built only to prevent all hopes for freedom
When faith is not enough defend one from war and famine

Also because I'm reading Kingdom, a manga about the 春秋战国时代 (Spring - Autumn Era of the Seven Warring States), so there's much feels with this haha. With this, I shall prepare to fight my second last war of uni tomorrow.

justin.

why we sing.

I originally wanted to post this on Facebook, but waxing philosophical about a loss does nothing but invite gloating rival fans to add in their 2 cents (or more) worth, so here I go. Something for myself to read again.

As a Liverpool fan since the age of 9 (I am 26 as I write this so 17 years and counting), I've witnessed the barren run in the league from the moment I started watching football. I've seen ups (Champions League 2005, Treble (some say mickey mouse) in 2000/01, Fowler, McManaman) and downs (Roy Hodgson, Hicks and Gillette). I am a Liverpool fan, and have been one through the period of Man United dominance, and have developed a somewhat rational distaste for the team (it's only natural no?) mostly because of some fans who just love to rub it in. And why wouldn't they? They were winning everything there was to win, with Fergie at the helm, developing a rather powerful aura. But more on that later. I'm writing about Liverpool today.

Today's loss was cruel, slightly harsh on the performance, but also a big lesson on what we lacked. Stevie's "This does not fucking slip" at Norwich came back to haunt him in a cruel twist of fate when he slipped and let Demba Ba through on goal. Long story short, Ba scored. Longer story short, we lost. The race for the title Stevie covets so much has been thrown wide open, albeit slightly wider for Man City. I might not be the most objective when it comes to support. Basically, everything Liverpool does is right, and everyone else is wrong. But I try to be objective when it comes to analysis, and so have refrained on giving snide comments regarding the disastrous season Man Utd are having at the moment. After all, I've been through it. For Moyes, read Hodgson, and for Giggs, Dalglish (when eventually results stop going his way). And through the bad times, I've persevered in my support for the Reds. And after talking so much bullshit, I've finally gotten to my main point (which admittedly can be quite short). Why do we sing our song?

You'll Never Walk Alone is LFC's iconic club anthem, and the words say it all.

When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
For your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone.
You'll Never Walk Alone.

The message is clear. Never give up. Realistically speaking, there will be times when never giving up seems like the stupidest thing to do. When your best is not enough, what do you do? Walk on. As fans, we sing our song, and along with it, send our messages of our hopes and dreams and encouragement to the players. Hope is a heavy weight to bear, but it also gives one the motivation to push through, and give their all. Having experienced the electric atmosphere in Anfield, I personally feel that it DOES give players a lift. In Istanbul, the song sent a message of defiance, and showed that we will not go down without a fight. And while the players give everything to try to bring home number 19, the song sends them a simple but powerful message. The fans are behind you. You'll Never Walk Alone.

justin.

PS. But also even more realistically speaking, need to upgrade the squad la. It lacks attacking depth, and fullbacks. Johnson really cannot make it liao.

Sunday, April 27, 2014

oh for fucks sake.

I NEED TO STOP PROCRASTINATING! Exams are on Tuesday but all I can think of is Liverpool vs Chelsea. COME ON YOU REDS! Health, Medicine and Society can go study itself! And yet I waste time like this.

justin.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

let's go trippin.

So I have finished lessons for good. Exams are just around the corner, and I must say this is the least stressed I have EVER felt for any exam. Still that's not the issue. I have been looking at pictures at the places we're heading to for grad trip and I cannot wait for the day to come. Fuck the exams. Fuck having to work after. I can figuratively (because literally would be the wrong choice of word here) feel myself in my Salomon's carrying a hugeass backpack (that also fits in with the airline's carry-on requirements, ergo, not really that hugeass) and going into the rough (again, I have this bad habit of exaggerating. How rough can it be right?). Anyway, bad habits aside, I really cannot wait for the day to come. I wish it was tomorrow, or that after typing this I would have to go take a cab to the airport. It's not time yet. But soon it will be.

justin.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

reality.

It comes slowly from behind, taking me in it's warm embrace. Before I know it, I am enveloped in it. And then it hits. This is the last week of school life. 6 years in Primary School, 5 years in Secondary School, 2 in JC, and another 4 in Uni. 17 years of formal education, all coming to an end. But the end of school does not mean the end of education, because learning is for life. And once you stop learning, you might as well stop living. Anyway to end off with something I saw in the movie "The Sea Inside":

A freedom that ends life is not freedom. But a life that ends freedom is not a life.

justin.

Monday, April 14, 2014

OI! wake up you dobber!

It's so strange, having job applications and interviews and whatnot, you know? If it's possible at all, I'd wish money came from trees, or cease to be a concept. Of course that's not about to happen. The reality is that at the end of the day, we all have got to grow up and support ourselves and our parents and all that. And that's why we enter the race. Sometimes. Although it would be really swell to strike the lottery you know?

Been talking about starting up my own business in the future, but am currently very ill-equipped to do so. So it's been all talk. Daydreams, nightdreams, god knows what. Perhaps it's time to let go of some dreams. Dreams can be balloons, carrying you towards the sky at the best of times. But they can also be anchors, weighing you down. It's not really what I think, but I thought of it. I think...

justin.

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

I don't have anything to say.

But I thought I'd post something anyway, because people these days (myself included) talk so much even though there's nothing to say isn't it?

justin.