Best Newcomer 2006 winner, and this years favorite who fell short of the Top5 Award. Nevertheless, it was my best experience and memorable moment as the coach. 12 of the girls are graduating this year making it a fresh new brids of Anchor girls for 2008. To Saf, despite your injury you are still the bomb for being there with the team.

Next year, we're definetly anchor-it!

My best newcomer for 2007. Eventhough they did not win because of the unfair scoring system (girls versus boys - mana aci!?), you lots are still lovely. And your uniform, so professional. Thanks to me again. Heheh.

p.s: Syg, thanks for the inspiration. Vibrant up your life is now our motto!
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So the cheer fever is finally over, and this year my schools come back empty handed. Last years Best Newcomer winner came in a whisker to clinched a Top 5 award but because of the first day mishap, we were only good to be placed at 6th. I don't blame the team for this, but maybe myself. We lost our most calibre flyer (a cheerleader who is tossed up in the air during stunt) 2 days before the finals, when she landed her head on the floor performing a twist dismount from air. If I dind't asked her to do so, she wouldn't had fell and I didn't had to rechoreograph the stunt and routine in whole. And chances are my girls would have easily slipped in the Top 3.

I was confident these team in particular would deliver because I saw the techniques and difficulty level they have performed at the workshop and they were indeed one of the best. But I guess this is just my part of process to learn the drills of life. Not everyday is beautiful, and not everytime what you wish for will come true.

My other two teams were mediocre. The first team from PJ performed so badly on two this despite the confidence they have showed during practices. They too had high difficulty but when it came to the two day competition, they faltered worse from the earlier team. And the third team, which I slotted to win the Best Newcomer Award only managed a dismay 17th position overall out of 41 teams.

I knew they were the best, given the syncronised dance and motions as compared to the 2 all-boys team who beat them to the title. The only advantage these boys had was the stunting skill which I think is an insult to my new girls. And when Jien and co-host Sarah Tan announced who would win the Newcomer Award, the crowd cheered the name VIBRANT out loud! I was too already excited. Then, these two VJs announced something else. I stood there, stunted. I was looking at the bunch of boys bouncing around for they have won, and my girls did not.

I starred back at my girls, and just clapped my hands along with the crowd who too I guess was in shocked. I mean, the boys danced like these abeng on the street. Jumps not syncronised, and don't forget to mention tumbling. Stunt wise I can mute. But overall impression, I knew my girls was the bomb newcomer.

I'm not happy with the new scoring system because it does effect the overall standing. All-boys team stand bigger chance to win, since they're stronger. And then, new teams don't have chance to win because they don't have proper technique to challenge the oldies.

But whatever it is, with my good 6th placing performance it actually earned me an offer to coach another school which was once the force of cheerleading in Malaysia. An all girls school situated in the hill of Kuala Lumpur, I guess the offer came at the perfect timing.

Oh, I'm leaving to Jakarta next week from the 2nd until the 6th to judge a cheerleading competition. I was invited by my friends from the Indonesian Cheerleading Community.

Gowd, I'm skipping a week of class. Ish ish ish....

I did not sleep last nite.

Remember the guy whom I met at Laqueen, the one who actually has a boyfriend but I'm still going out with him. So let's call him Kayrul.

I was at Kayrul's place the second time last night. Our first night, we just chatted in the living room and his plu housemates were seen pipping from the room. I noticed that he seldom, or perhaps never brought a man back because his housemates said so to me when he was away to the loo.

I'm quite amazed. Well he never brought his boyfriend back home too, which I kinda overtook him there. Secondly, I know Kayrul likes me so much and his affection to his boyfriend is getting lesser everyday. I think. That is what I think, but I don't want to think that way. I am enjoying his company but not to the extend of leaving the boyfriend for me.

I'm still emotionally unstable and I'm taking Kayrul as my medicine.

Everyday I sms him, but with his job which requires him to be attentive to his work when clients are around then I wouldn't be able to reach him for awhile.

Back to last night, I stayed quite late til 3am. We actually kissed and hugged, like we did the first night. But last night, we couldn't help it and proceeded all the way. It might sound a bit corny, we were in the living room and his housemates were walking back and forth from the rooms to the kitchen. Yeah, the living light were all dimed but I was still shy to proceed. But Kayrul was already over me. He's a good kisser. I mean boleh tahan, the type that you can kiss not to boredom.

Kayrul played the passive role, and I the opposite. Hah. I enjoyed it.

We did not went further until our undies, because we agreed not to. I mean sex was not so important to me, and him too. So we stayed hugging one another. Until he slept, and my arms wrapped around him. I dozed awhile, but got up when he actually snored. It was time to go.

Just some pictures I wanted to share from my last Xmas trip to Sarawak. Long overdued but some of it narrates a story.

This is me who so want to be the kampung boy. Tha fact that everytime I go back, I will try not to get my hands really dirty. The most I can do is just feeding the hens. Other manly chores, like going to the jungle for hunting...just so not me.

This trophy is from the many many regettas (or you may be famillar it with the long boat race) won by WiraJude. It's a race boat built by my dad dated back in the early 1990's. WiraJude can accommodate to a maximum 20 paddlers at a time, and has won many races in Brunei, Limbang and the furthest to Kuching. I vividly remember when I was 11years old in Miri, when WiraJude raced in the Lutong river. The most anticipating moment was when I hear family and friends, relatives cheering WiraJude repeatedly! I'm like, gowd, I'm the wira! You won't know how it felt back then. Just like in cloud 9.

There was another season going on during the festive season. It was also the durian season. I'm so blessed that both my grandparents has a durian farm. Gosh, if I were to invite you in my holiday ride I guess you might get fed up by the third day because every meal this King fruit would be served. I think I ate so much that I blotted up. I have to wait for next year again to taste my own Durian!


Mr Piggy, was slaughtered for a lunch bbq hosted by a cousin. Well it was a bit of a reunion gathering for all cousins from the Semenanjung, Brunei, Sabah, Singapore and Australia. Pity him, but we were all so freaking hungry as most of us skipped breakfast for this. Sorry if you're a Muslim, just can't help it to share the joy of being a headhunter again!
Note: The Lun Bawangs are known for their headhunting skills, before the intrusion of Rajah Brooke to Sarawak in the early 19th century.

I have to make a confession here. Well throughout the past one week, I have actually spend my time dating or perhaps you say getting to know this one guy.

Well in my earlier post I did mention about this guy whom I met at Laqueen, and apparently had fallen for me since years back. This dated back to March 2004 when I performed at a showcase in Genting. How remarkable was that.

This guy is a friend to a friend's ex. I don't want to reveal the exact identity because it might cause some speculation around and at the end of the day destroy's everything that was already built. I like him, but I just got teared into pieces from a relationship. And he too is in a relationship, only 1 month old. So it explains how casual and brief we are at the moment.

So we did talked, and I kinda suggested that we should just move along and let time decide everything. I don't want to be another guy robbing someone's boyfriend which I think is one of the most sinful thing to do by a PLU. Dah lah PLU, nak rampas laki orang lagi. Like double edges sword piercing into your heart.

Ok. We agreed to just be casual in our friendship, or dating process. He called me as his teman tapi mesra. Well wasn't that Harry's role before. Hah. So funny. Last Sunday he went to Maison and invited me. I said if your boyfriend is coming then there is no point for me to go. He said no, and he wants his teman tapi mesra to be with him. So I tagged along. Well it might sound stupid, but I'm not losing anything at the same time. I enjoy his company and so do he.

He lives in Bangsar and works there too. Nice guy, outgoing, smart, shy at times but really easy going. He goes to the gym, and lose quite a lot of weight in recent months. Interesting enough when I am suppose to have the same spirit as he do. He likes the way I am pretty much, because he's into guys like me. I won't want to describe myself now, but I just cannot believe that I'm going out with a guy like him.

The only setback now is, I can't bring him out any day I want because if he's with his boyfriend, then priority goes to that idiot. Fcuking hell! I paham lah. I kan husband number 2. Eh.....

I'm a husband now, ok.