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Sunday, March 30, 2008

Shit. Another stressing and trying week of school's coming up. Why do weekends always pass by so quickly?

No bother. For today, I shall reveal the secret to staying happy!




Hope this helps y'all!

No? Still not happy? Try this.





Surely you have smiled, at least. Alright. Now that I have your full attention, please go HERE.

Alone in darkness at
3:07 PM


Saturday, March 29, 2008

Just got back awhile ago from "Becoming Jane" at Cathay Cineplex, with Gorden, Yuxian & Luowei. I think I really should stop being so Victorian-like. Want to use up the complimentary ticket also must wait until last minute. See, now come home so late. Tsk.

Haha. Movie was abit too long and too slow for my liking, though the story was nice. Gorden lahh, keep complaining movies too short. >.<

Anyway, talked alot of crap with Yuxian and Luowei while waiting for the movie to start. And surprising to say, it was rather enjoyable and fun to be able to just sit down and talk about stuff. Haha.

School was funny today. Loads of funny shit. Kaisven's mathematical proportion of ears and nipples, Dell computers and many many other funny moments.

BUT our dearest Mr Robert's reaction to a weird-looking curve during Math Tutorial was the classic. And its only just that I should end off a jam-packed day, quoting him.

"Eh. Why your curve like that? Trying to draw my stomach is it?"

Alone in darkness at
12:59 AM


Thursday, March 27, 2008

Team Temasek, Soccer.

We may yet be gods on the field, albeit an unconventional kind. Even before we are able to strut our stuff on the pitch, we are already showing glimpses of being something else altogether. Gods of Rain, Thunder & Lightning.

When every individual on the team focus our attention as one, we find that we have the innate ability to bring out the wet weather from the sunniest and most pleasant of conditions, intenionally, or otherwise. Already, we have shown what we are capapble of when we have been able to get both our A Division soccer matches so far abandoned, due to bad weather.

The 1st match against the hosts NJC was abandoned while we were up on top with a 1-0 lead. 2nd match against RJC, the champions of last season, was also abandoned. While it was goaless, we were doing fairly well against a team who beat the likes of SAJC, VJC and MJC, the throphy challenging teams.

So people, fear us. For we may just send a flood your way if you piss us off. Rahh!

-

Okay, that was corny. Anyway, I seem to have a knack of finding myself present around funny situations recently.

1st was yesterday, when I withness this pissed old man banging on the boot of other people's car.

Then came today. Theres this guy staying above me who also studies in TJ. Conincidentally, we got into the lift together this morning on our way to school. As I was in the lift, I suddenly realised that I'd forgotten my wallet and handphone. So when the lift reached ground floor, I stayed inside waiting for the lift door to close again so that I could go back up home to get my stuff. As I was cursing and swearing under my breath, I failed to realise that the guy had turned around upon realising that I hadnt gotten out. He stared at me with his half-asleep eyes and mouth wide open, most probably wondering why I hadnt gotten out and whether he had gotten out on the wrong floor. He stared at me and then proceeded to check the floor display outside the lift, with his eyes darting back and forth several times, not saying a word. Upon realising his apparent confusion, I then shouted "Forgot something!", just as the lift door was closing shut.

And with that, I had made sure that a fine young man did not spend his morning trip to school in deep confusion, and with unanswered questions.

Alone in darkness at
7:53 PM


Thursday, March 13, 2008

And YET AGAIN yours truly comes close to death. Okay lahh. This time not really, but you could say it was worse than death itself. If I had been hit by a hockey ball on the head I would have died or at least been unconscious. But THIS, its certainly worse. You wont die but its not exactly a walk in the park either[Cause its a walk in Tampines. LOL]. Shit man, I think all this talk from my parents about it being a bad bad year for the horse year children due to feng shui is really some serious stuff. WATA! DONT MESS!

And so, the moment you've all been waiting for.
The Day AuSTANG[HA!] Got Stung By A Catfish
Yes, you heard it right. A freaking catfish. Never thought it could cause so much havoc huh? Better think again. That stupid catfish really gave me hell today.

Sian. I think I was really fated to be stung today. I really went against all odds. I wasnt even supposed to have canoed today, you see. It was raining heavily, woke up with a really bad flu and some kickass headache. Didnt want to go for the session at first. But then I thought, "Aiya. Still must go settle the guitar stuff after that. So might as well just go, at most I just go but dont canoe lorr." And so, off I went. Was super early, and met the guys at Macdonalds before having breakfast together. As we were on our way there, I was debating with mysdelf over whether to canoe or not. Then I was like, "Aiya. Since Im already on my way there might as well just canoe lorr. If not so waste time." Shit man, bad move.

The canoeing went along well enough. Calm waters and good weather, at first. And apart from Naresh capsizing here and there it wasnt much of a problem. I didnt even get wet until we shored up and were relaxing in the water. But little was I to know, that shit was going to happen.

We were resting in the water nears the shore, where the sea floor was muddy. Then when we were moving to get out of the water, I felt this sharp thing sting me in the foot. At first I thought it might have been a metal bar or something. But it couldnt have been, cause I felt it move. The I lifted my legs out of the water and saw this hole in my leg. It wasnt bleeding yet, and the pain wasnt that bad. Apparently the wound is reasonably small, but I would say the sting wound went quite deep cause I felt the sting go right up to the middle of my feet. The pain got worse and worse as I got out of the water and hobbled back to the seasports centre. I went over to the office and asked the guy for a plaster. As he was walking towards the first aid cabinet, he must have remembered that he didnt know why I had wanted it for. He turned around and scrutinised my body, looking for some sort of injury. I couldnt stand his eyes staring so I lifted my leg and showed him the inside of my foot, which was already bleeding quite badly at that point. And this funneh conversation between us took place.

Guy: "Oh."

Guy: "Were you at the muddy area of the beach when this happened?"
Me: "Yes."

Guy: "Did it feel like a sting in your leg?"
Me: "Yes."

Guy: "Is your leg starting to feel numb?"
Me: "Yes."

Guy: "The pain should be slowly moving up your leg now right?"
Me: "Yes."

And at that point in time I was thinking to myself like, "Wah lau. Can you just please tell me what happened? Since you already like know."

Guy: "Its probably a catfish sting."
Me: "Oh."

Guy: "Its very poisonous."
Me: -silence-

Guy: "You're going to be needing an injection for that."
Me: "Oh."

Yupp. And so I washed up and waited for the others to do so. And while we were dropping by at the office to collect our cards and receipts on our way out, the guy had to tell us about this friend of his who "ge kiang" and didnt want to see a doctor and ended up "kena" hospitalised. Lol.

The 4 of us cabbed down to Tampines. We dropped at the SingHealth Polyclinic but to our amusement, okay not so much to mine, there was this long queue of people. And guess what? They were queueing to get queue numbers! Like wow? Argh. So we left and decided we were better off trying out luck at the estate next door, looking for private clinics. But loe and behold, IT WAS LUNCHTIME. We found it after a long search in the estate, but it was closed for lunch. And I was like, "If people choke on fishballs or something during lunch in the kopitiam beside the clinic, they confirm damn pekcek." Argh. Need I mention that with every step I took, my leg was becoming exponentially more painful? I decided to cab back to the clinic near my house with whatever money I had left, cause I didnt have enough to see the doctor anyway. At least then, I could meet my parents there then and they could pay. And so, we walked back to the polyclinic lobby waiting for a cab. When I sat down on the chair, I realised how fucking painful my leg actually was. And the pain had already risen up to above my ankle. We waited and waited for a cab, but none came. It was as if they didnt want to pick me up! Or maybe they just didnt want to pick Naresh up. He was the one flagging at the main road. My point was proven when a cab came in right after Naresh walked further out to the road junction. Lol.

Yupp. There I was on my way. My leg was fucking hurting when I was in the cab. I was practically squirming in my seat. The driver must have thought I had some sort of disorder or something. Haha. Anyway, I soon reached the clinic. ONLY to find out that it was closed until 2.30 for lunch. People in Marine Parade take half an hour more for lunch than in other places? -_-" As I set outside the clinic waiting for the shutters to be pulled up, I continued squirming in the chair. My leg was really fucking hurting. My brother was beside me and I got a shock when he suddenly said, "Wahh. Your foot is blue." OMG. He was serious. I looked down at my foot and it really was blue! The wait for the clinic to open felt agonisingly like eternity. But alas, the light was getting brighter now. I could see hope, among other things, as Dr Kong walked towards the clinic holding a clipboard. Lol. I was the 1st patient in.

As Dr Kong was cleaning my wound, I didnt know whether to laugh or cry. It was so damn itchy and painful at the same time. -_-" After all the would-cleaning, blood pressure-checking and heartbeat monitoring. He finally said what I'd already known. "Now, I'll need to give you a jab." Come to think of it, he did look a wee bit surprised that I didnt go "Huh?". Hmm. He went on to add that the catfish poison was quite dangerous and may cause jaw-locks[!!!] if not treated properly. Anyway, my mind wasnt really registering what he had said. I was purely focused on the Holy Grail firmly planted in his hand. The Syringe. I felt like some drug addict who couldnt wait for the needle to be inside. Haha. Before I knew it, it was all over. My leg still hurts like fuck now even after the painkillers and all, but I guess its going to be just fine.

I want revenge. Stupid catfish.

I heard catfish was edible. Hmm. Eh. Dont laugh lahh. I need some way to get past this psycological barrier okay. Tsk.

Holy crap man. My mum just told me the story about my grandaunt being stung by a catfish back when she was younger. And that back in those days of rural kampong life on Batam, they didnt take injections for those kinda things. She said my grandaunt was eventually in pain all over her body, everywhere except her hair. And they called for this local witch doctor to chant for her to get rid of the pain. And it supposedly worked. Like what the shit man.

Alone in darkness at
7:52 PM


Monday, March 10, 2008

Omg. I need to slim down lahh. Argh.


Anyway, I think Eric really is goalkeeping talent. Haha. Putting aside today when he almost made everyone have stomach cramps from laughing when he shouted "I want!" instead of the conventional "Mine!" during training, he really is somewhat talented. Well at least comparatively, to me.


Dang. I stink. I hate mud. >.<

Alone in darkness at
10:39 PM


Saturday, March 08, 2008

Manchester United 0 - 1 Portsmouth


There you have it. And so it is, Manchester United is out of the FA Cup 0708.

Match was unbelieveable. Not in a good way, but in a really really bad way.

If there was any justice left in this world, something should be done to the referee. He didnt give a penalty which was. But thats okay. You know whats worse? He actually gave a penalty which wasnt. Not to mention the fucking kinks along the way. What the fuck is wrong with him?

Wahh. Okay. I think should stop talking about it. Fucking referee makes my blood boil.

KNNBCCB

Alone in darkness at
10:44 PM


Monday, March 03, 2008

Today, is the day the world could have been a better place.

Today, is the day I could have died.

But alas, today is also the day I only almost got hit by a hockey ball rocketing mere milimetres past my head.



I would like to say a thank you to all the hockey girls who almost became murderers. Thanks for giving me a shock today.

There are many things I have yet to accomplish, many things I would like to do before I die, many people whom I would like to talk to, things I would like to say.

All these things, things which got lost along the way. I have them all back in my sights now.

Alone in darkness at
8:25 PM


Saturday, March 01, 2008




Ever gone to Thailand? I havent. Haha. But Im pretty damn sure they dont have this in Thailand. Lol.

Alone in darkness at
7:03 PM


"I dont care who I have to fight. If he rips my arms off, I'll kick him to death. If he rips my legs off, I'll bite him to death. If he rips my head off, I'll stare him to death. If he gouges out my eyes, I'll curse him from beyond the grave." - Uzumaki Naruto

Haha. Synchronise this will upbeat emo music and you get a damn funny scene.

Alone in darkness at
3:53 PM


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