Fact.

Now picture this:

There’s a kid who’s dishing out nonsense in the room, making all sorts of crazy noises and basically hurling abuse at anyone and everyone in the vicinity. You try to calm him down, yet he calls these abuse as “constructive criticism” (my English teacher once told me that all criticisms are constructive in nature so there’s no such thing as constructive or destructive criticism, but that’s besides the point). So what are you going to do?

Shut him up, of course!

There’s a general problem with kids nowadays – they make so much noise sometimes that they don’t even know what they are talking about. They hurl abuse at people, but aren’t prepared to take them. They think that it’s their divine right to use all kinds of derogatory terms at others, but when they are being given the same, they cry foul and say they are being oppressed. Hello?! Freedom of speech doesn’t equal to freedom to vocally abuse – get that into your heads, kids! If you lot think that freedom means you can do whatever you want, I would say you are missing the point!

Alright, nuff of my rumblings.

It’s been two days since I came back from Manchester and to be honest, I’m still feeling the jet-lag. It’s not like I’m yawning away at work, it’s just that I don’t think I’m sleeping well. It really isn’t fun to be crossing between time zones at such a short period – I started from GMT+8 last Wednesday night, arrive at GMT+1 on Thursday, and returning to GMT+8 on Monday. I think my body clock is all messed up, and it looks like for future trips to Europe or US, I might actually stay longer to at least give my body some time to adjust.

United lost 1-0 at Wigan last night and honestly while that doesn’t make for pretty reading, I’m not too upset about it. I guess I’ve somehow reached that stage where results on the field hardly gets me too upset. I mean, I definitely wasn’t pleased, but I’m not overly upset. I don’t think I’m like those spoilt brats as mentioned earlier who would basically screw the hell out of the manager, the players, the physio, the kitmen, and the tea lady – and when people try to shut them up, they would say “I’m providing constructive criticisms only, why are you abusing me?”

Another half a day to go before I call it a day – would be working this weekend so there’s nothing to look forward to!