Thursday, 30 July 2009

Lucky Number Seven

As you guys know, every athlete has his/her own lucky thing when it comes to number, and it‘s normally part of traditions. In football field, some numbers are consider the greatest as all of greatest footballers are used those numbers for their t-shirts and one of those numbers is 7. This number has been used by so many greatest names in football such as Bryan Robson, Celtic’s Jimmy Johnstone, Real’s Raul, Eric Cantona, David Beckham, and recently was Ronaldo for Manchester United.
After Ronaldo’s took off, Sir. Alec Ferguson then bought Michael Owen and gave the number to him as a new striker for the team. His July 2009 arrival at Old Trafford may have raised a few eyebrows, but former Liverpool striker Michael Owen is undoubtedly one of the finest goal scorers in the history of English football. The Chester-born forward notched up more than 200 goals for Liverpool, Real Madrid and Newcastle United, plus 40 goals in 89 England internationals prior to signing for Sir Alex Ferguson's men.
Owen burst to prominence at his boyhood side, Liverpool, where he scored on his first-team debut aged just 17. His lightning pace, untraceable movement and clinical finishing made him a Premier League revelation, and it wasn’t long before he took the international stage by storm. The 1998 World Cup in France was Michael’s springboard, as he scored an incredible solo goal in England’s second-round tie with Argentina. While red-carded United midfielder David Beckham became something of a scapegoat for the Three Lions’ penalty shootout exit, Owen was hailed a national hero.
His Liverpool career went from strength to strength, and in 2001 his part in the Merseysiders' triple cup haul of UEFA Cup, FA Cup and League Cup – together with international feats including a hat-trick against Germany – earned him the Ballon d’Or and FWA Player of the Year awards.
Michael left Liverpool after eight years following the arrival of new manager Rafael Benitez, swapping countries with the new man at the Anfield helm as he moved to Real Madrid. Although he was only in La Liga for a season, Owen bagged 14 goals in 22 starts for Real before a surprise £16million move to Newcastle.
A spate of injuries underscored Owen’s career at St James’ Park, and his four seasons with the Magpies yielded only 65 starts, although he did still notch 30 goals in that time. Michael’s contract expired in the summer of 2009, at which point Sir Alex Ferguson swooped to sign the famed goal-poacher on a free transfer, offering him a two-year deal.
He got his United career off to the perfect start with a winning goal on his non-competitive debut in United's opening Asia Tour match in Kuala Lumpur. After coming off the bench in the 61st minute, Owen pounced on a loose ball after Giggs had been tackled in the area and coolly slotted home to secure a 3-2 win over a Malaysian XI.
So yeah, despite all of his injuries during last season in premiership and his previous season in Real Madrid, I still have a big expectation on him as one of the good looking footballers who is lucky enough to wear the greatest number on his t-shirt. One thing for sure is that this down to earth guy is a good player, but is he going to be one of the greatest? Does he deserve the number? Oh well, first let’s just hope that he will show us some great thing this season and let’s hope that he won’t get any injuries like he was seemed to be always had.
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Source : http://www.manutd.com/ 

Tuesday, 28 July 2009

To Spell Love (A Poem)

Don’t ask me to spell love
Because I have no idea where to start it
I don’t even know what the first letter is
Not to mention the next
So, don’t ask me to spell love
Because my letters, you know, not complete at all
Not even enough to spell love
My dictionary was too cold and flat
Don’t ask me to spell love
Because I don’t have that kind of word in my vocabulary
And am too proud to ask
Am too ignorant to even recognize
Don’t ask me to spell love
Because I don’t know how to start it
I don’t even know how to describe it
Not to mention the meaning of it
So, don’t ask me to spell love
Because love is all about you
Because love is all around you
And you deserve more than everything I got
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Friday, 24 July 2009

Love Generation

Today is National Children’s Day in Indonesia, and as one of Indonesian who once was also a child I felt like I should do something about this. When I was a child, we didn’t have this such thing, so yeah, don’t blame me if I was a little bit more excited about today compares to others. As a child, I was literally grew up from nannies to nannies and wasn’t really that closed to my parents as both of them were working full time. That is why was I don’t really have any sort of childhood memories with my folks. And that is why I was so blessed knowing that now our country has a special day for children so that any kids now days will definitely have at least once a year memories with their parents.
Oh no, no…I wasn’t tried to complain about my childhood whatsoever because I was quite okay with it and has no regret at all. Now that am an adult myself, I do understand completely why my folks had to hired nannies at that time and I still love them no matter what. Actually, I thanked them for doing such thing to me as that was what strengthen me when I grew up. It made me a little bit cold as a kid though, but that was also built my confidence as I was always did everything by myself as a kid. So yeah, my self confidence was built by itself because of that. I don’t have any kid yet, but if I do, I will definitely doing the same thing as my parents if I was in the exact same situation with them.
So yeah, this one is for all of the children in this country, our next generation. The children who we depend our future to. We lean on your capability to build this country and make it better. We showered you with our loves so that you can grow up in a better environment. We love you and can not wait what are you going to do with this country after us. Whatever was that, I am pretty sure that it’s going to be big and brilliant as you are. You are not our children, but you are the children of the future. We don’t own you and we never expect you to follow our steps as you and us are living in completely different world. We never expect you to be like us as we do understand that the world is never moving backward. So yeah, walk my children…just walk to wherever you want to. We will watch you walk or even run. And for heaven sake, we won’t see the time that we won’t catch you when you fall. But it doesn’t mean that we will stand in your way, we won’t. Because we never want to take away your freedom. Because even if you are our children, but you are also the children of the world.
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Bali, July 23rd 2009

Wednesday, 22 July 2009

Pay It Forward (An Open Letter For Everyone Who Cares)

On my way to work today, there was a quite healthy and strong woman carried a baby begged on the traffic lights. Seeing her with an infant like that was kind of annoying, so yeah, I gave her money. Not a lot, just like a penny, but that was caused a strong comment from my dear friend who is against beggar on traffic light or anywhere else. Specially for someone like the woman who looked like can do anything to make money if only she wants it. But, for some reasons, she chose to beg.
Well, here is the thing, my dear friend…when it comes to helping people, I do believe that the number one point is our intentions. If we want to help, no matter what, just do it. Skeptically, my friend said that all of the beggars on the street were liars. They are not a real beggar, but organized by some people who used them as a money maker. So what? Don’t you think that that is not even your problem? For me, when I helped someone, I don’t really care if they fooled me by not using those money appropriately. I never do. As for me, when I helped, that was my decision to helped and my business end up right there. After that, I don’t really care. If they fooled me then it becomes their problems with their God, not mine.
My other dear good friend, once suggested me to quit my voluntary job at the Foundation I volunteer, as he said that most of the foundations in Indonesia are liars and fool people who help them to help others while they were actually just used those things to make money for themselves. Well, my beloved friend, allow me to disappointed you by ignoring your suggestion. When I decided to joined the foundation, my intention was to helping others which I believe I did, I still do. And to be honest with you, I couldn’t care more whether this thing was indeed fact or not. As I said, my intention was to help, end of story. And I do believe in the phrase “Pay It Forward”. So yeah, if you do something good for others then you will receive something good back as a result. Trust me! And it doesn’t matter if people you helped was using you, just keep on helping. Because only God knows what your intention is and that is the main thing, the deal between you and your God. Don’t ever think about what if you have been using by everyone you helped. Because there is no such thing. When you helped others, your business ended up when you did it, outside of those were not yours, as simple as that. And with all of those privileges that we have got in life, don’t you think it is time for us to pay it forward?
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Saturday, 18 July 2009

That Don't Impressed Me Much! (An Open Letter To Any Suicide Bomber)

Woke up yesterday morning with a shocking news on telly that Jakarta just got bombed again, what a start of the day! Like everyone else in the whole world, I was upset or more like furious of this so called terrorists action. What do they want? I knew that those who did these were always hide behind religious issue, but guess what, those all bullsh*t! I am not trying to mentoring anyone, but I can assure you guys that none of any religion whatsoever told us to kill others. I am a Moslem, and I won’t say that am a good one, but I do know for sure that Quran never told us to be a murderer. And believe me, there is nothing such a Holly War at this time of century. It was way over, guys! And who ever told you that you were going straight to heaven if you did all these? Guess what, they were lying! If so, don’t you think that Osama and his gang would do all of these by themselves so that they can secured their own spot in heaven? Why do you think they asked you to do these? You don’t really think that they love you that much so that they wanted you to go there instead of them, do you? No way, Jose! They sent you to do all of those jobs because they are all cowards and have no guts! Hah!
One of my friend on Facebook was so upset about the bombing so that she said ‘f*ck you terrorists and f*ck your God too’. I can clearly understand where these came from, but my friend, I was just want to remind everyone here that these all had nothing to do with anyone’s God whatsoever. My God never told me to kill anyone and I believe so does yours and everyone else’s. In case if you never notice that all of those suicide bombers were came from a poor background where they were never got any proper education so that others can easily doctrines them with what they called holly war and how they were going straight to heaven just by doing all of these. Don’t believe me? Okay, how many millionaires or educated people doing such thing? None. Nada. Nil. And you know why? Not because of they don’t want to go to heaven, but mostly because of their life were too good to be given up, and because of they were too smart to just buying those doctrines without any doubt. So yeah, let’s not make this thing as a religious thing, because it was not. It was definitely not.
Since the bombing was happened just nine days after the election, it could also probably just a reaction from those who were not happy with the election’s result, who knows? But one thing for sure, this stupidity was only did by some idiots who thought that they are something or someone by doing such terrors just to scared people. Well, maybe you did, but it didn’t make you a winner at all. You are just a useless human being who been used by some arrogant people to make their points. What a wasted! So yeah, you have got bombs. So yeah, you think you were something real. Well…guess what, that don’t impressed me much!
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Tuesday, 14 July 2009

My Worst Nightmare

As you guys know, I love my car so very much. I can literally live in it. So, today as the other day, I went to work at 8 in the morning as I have to go to the Tax office before heading to my boutique. Just like the other day, nothing so special about today, apart from I had to deal with those tax people which I don’t really keen to. On the way to the tax office, there was a road work which caused chaos, and out of nowhere there was this big massive truck tried to switched line and pushed me out of the road. I’d tried to move away but there was no chance for me to do that as there was a road border right next to me. Then yeah, as you guess, it ended up with the stupid accident that broke my wing mirror. Huhuhu…what a nightmare!
The worst thing was not about that incident as my car was insured anyway, but it was when that bloody stupid ding-dong truck driver yelled at me like it was my fault and sadly I could not confronted him as I was too scared. Hey, we were talking about a truck driver here, remember? I wished I could just punched him on the face if I have a gut, but I didn’t and I hate myself for that. All that I could do was just crying like a wimp. Yeah, just because I was a girl who drive by myself then he thought that he could do whatever he wanted to. What a d*ck he was, that was what my friend said about him.
So yeah, this blog was dedicated to all of those truck driver out there who thought that they own the road while they were actually not. Just because of you drive those eighteen wheels vehicles, that doesn’t mean that you can just pushed everyone else out of the road. It just doesn’t work that way, you punk!
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Monday, 6 July 2009

How Am I Supposed To Leave You Now?

This is about a guy who was in love with a wrong girl who is pretty much an item with another guy. But for some reasons, they decided to gave themselves a trial, hey, we never know what is God’s plan for us, right? So yeah, after seeing each other for quite sometime, turned out their love growth deeper and deeper day after day. But at the end of the day, the girl had to decided what she really wanted, and guess what, for another reason, she decided to stay with her man. Then yeah, the guy has to deal with this situation even though he didn’t really like it. Well, who does anyway?
A few months ago, the guy met another girl who is an opposite type of the first girl. Totally. So, of course, he gave himself another trial and ended up engage with this one. A week after, he had a doubt about their engagement and still has a thing for the first girl. Then yeah, he called her for old time sake and asked her to come around. Turned out this was the biggest mistake he had ever done. Turned out, the feeling between them are still pretty much in there. Both of them suddenly realized what have they been giving up that now they can not take it back again, unless if they were about ready to hurt someone else’s feeling which was the new girl or even the girl‘s boyfriend. But those two were not bad people, so yeah, they know very well where they were standing, and once again, no matter how hard it was, but yeah, they have to say another goodbye again. But this time it was much more painful than before.
Yeah, of course it was, how did someone suppose to say goodbye to a person that he or she adore so much? What should he or she do if the connection between them is too good to be left out? And yeah, how are they supposed to leave each other now, when the feeling felt so much deeper than before? Who would you blame for this situation? Is that his fault for calling her once again? Or is that her fault for falling for him once again? Well, maybe it was their fault for giving themselves another chance while they both know exactly that there wasn’t any chance anymore…
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To My Beloved OZ Public Enemy No.1, Thanks For The Inspiration…

So Close, Yet So Far Away

Roger Federer became tennis's greatest men's champion, watched by a legion of champions, as he beat Andy Roddick 5-7 7-6 (8-6) 7-6 (7-5) 3-6 16-14 in four hours and 16 minutes to claim his sixth Wimbledon crown. It was also a record 15th Grand Slam title for the Swiss master, overhauling the total of Pete Sampras who was in the Royal Box along with fellow legends Bjorn Borg and Rod Laver.
It was a truly momentous climax to the 2009 Championships as the 27-year-old Swiss became the most successful man in the sport. Sampras, previous holder of that title, had been an unannounced surprise visitor to Wimbledon – where he has not been seen since 2002. The American arrived three games into the contest, but then sat as enraptured as the rest of the crowd as the two gladiators battled through 77 games, the most seen at any Wimbledon final.
In terms of match time, it was not quite as long as last year’s battle between Federer and Rafael Nadal, but it soon took on similarly epic proportions. And for much of the match, it seemed that Roddick would emulate Nadal's feat as he hammered away at his opponent. Federer wavered a few times, but never toppled and in the end won on merit. He returns to number one in the world, too, by way of yet another win bonus.
That this was going to be a contest between two big blasters was evident from the opening game, when Roddick slammed down two aces and in the next Federer replied with a couple of his own. That Federer had won 18 of their previous 20 matches was not a consideration on this day. For a start, Roddick, white cap pulled low over his eyes, was clearly a fitter and slimmer version of the man who had already lost to Federer in two Wimbledon finals, and he matched Federer stride for stride, shot for shot, ace for ace as they hurtled through the opening set, completing 10 games in just 25 minutes.
Then came the first sign of a falter. It was from Roddick, who fell 0-30 behind on serve, and Federer upped his level in pursuit of a break of serve which would have left him to serve for the set. He could not have tried harder, or played better. Four times he stood at break point, and on each occasion Roddick battled back to fend off the threat and was finally off the hook, courtesy of a pair of Federer forehand errors.
Perhaps it was the inspiration of surviving such a crisis, but Roddick bounced back brilliantly and when Federer offered him a glimpse of success with a faulty cross-court backhand to go break point down, the American struck. A brilliant forehand down the line forced Federer to project a forehand wide and it was Roddick who went a set in front after 39 minutes.
This was precisely the start Roddick needed to prove that he was a changed man from the opponent so frequently dominated by Federer in the past. Impressively aggressive and quick to close in on the net whenever the chance arose, he continued to stretch Federer in the second set with scorching serves of speeds beyond 135mph and a steadiness which was producing 80% of first serves on target.
Federer's discomfort at being so brashly challenged on a court he has come to regard as his own was beginning to show as the second set moved into a tiebreak. As the Centre Court audience roared in disbelief, two errors by the Swiss left Roddick with four points for a two-set lead. Now was the time for Federer to unveil the genius that had stood him such good stead in previous Wimbledon finals - and he responded in brilliant fashion, winning the next six points in a row as, for the first time, Roddick's nerves betrayed him. Two volleying errors on his own serve let Roddick down before, on Federer's first set point, the American drove a forehand over the baseline and it was level pegging again after one hour 23 minutes.
In that second set Federer had conceded only five points on serve, with Roddick not far behind with seven. The third set followed the course of the second, with both men holding serve comfortably, except when Roddick escaped from break point down in the sixth game. Though the American's first serve began to shed some of its potency, the two men moved into another tiebreak. And this time it was Federer who not only moved into the driver's seat with a mini-break on the third point but cemented that advantage, growling "C'mon" as he went ahead by six points to three, holding three set points.
Would Roddick stage a similar fight back to Federer's in the previous set? He certainly gave it a go, rescuing two set points on his own serve before Federer struck, following a potent serve with a forehand put-away to move in front by two sets to one with the match two hours 11 minutes old.
Roddick's indomitable attitude had its reward in the fourth set. He conjured two break points in the fourth game and though Federer saved one with his 24th ace, the American trapped the Swiss as he closed in on the net on the next point.
Steadily and impressively, Roddick built on the break, with the only scare coming when, at 5-2., he fell heavily. There were fears of a similar ankle injury to the one which had caused his withdrawal from the pre-Wimbledon event at Queen's Club, but this was not the occasion for something like that. He shook himself down, carried on, and held serve in the next game with that trusty weapon, a service winner. All square again after two hours 43 minutes.
So to the deciding set, with Federer threatening to strike early as he reached break point for the sixth time in the match, only to be frustrated again as the American pumped down his 20th ace at 138mph. With no tiebreak in the fifth set, this one had to be played out. And so it was, amid mounting excitement and with Federer beginning to show the first signs of uncertainty. This reached a climax as Federer faced two break points at 8-8, only to serve his way out of trouble and as the games ascended into double figures for each man the set became the longest fifth set in Wimbledon's history. Federer's ace count passed the 50 mark and then, finally, it was Roddick who cracked in the 30th game of the set. Three miss hits off the frame indicated he was fatigued and when Federer was offered the first Championship point he grabbed it eagerly, leaping into the air with joy as another Roddick miss hit sailed long.
Watching those two tennis’s greatest playing was a moment for me. I was never in to tennis that much until last night. Well, I like tennis but I was never gave it a serious attention until last night. The four hours and sixteen minutes game was a definitely game to watch. I feel happy for Federer as he now became one of those legends in tennis world but my heart was with Roddick. He played better than Federer the whole game through but his destiny said different thing. So yeah, as for me, Roddick was man of the match for the whole tournament. He was so close to win the game, yet so far away…
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