Goal! 3: Taking on the world

Goal! 3

I waited in anticipation for this movie. I finally got my hands on a DVD copy last week and watched it just last night. Sad to say, I’m left totally disappointed by a stupidly written movie. To be honest, it was idiotic and undeserving of a production. I think all who were involved in the making of this movie should voluntarily remove themselves from the business of making movies because it is a business they should not be involved in to begin with.

[Warning: There could be spoilers contained within this review.]

The next big adventure

So here i am in Central Kalimantan wondering what on Earth am doing here. I was whisked away so fast from Kuching that my head is still spinning.

It all started when my sister sent me a message asking if I’d be interested in coming down to Kalimantan to work as a volunteer coordinator and I said ok. A few days later she tells me I have to come in a weeks time. I had barely settled down from my trip to the states and already I had to pack my bags for a job that will see me in Kalimantan till first week of October. So she arrived in Kuching on Saturday and we left on Batavia Air from Kuching to Pontianak. Arrived around 1.30pm. Stayed a day then took a local flight from Pontianak to Pangkalan Bun (pronounced boon).

It won’t be that long as I’ll need to travel back home once every month for a few reasons. But still, the thought of spending my birthday in a strange place doesn’t sound too apealing. Or the fact that I have no clue on what needs to be done. It doesn’t help that I’m ALREADY here and I have to get to work straight away but maybe that’s what I simply need to do; get to work as soon as I can to make straight of what is going on.

So here I am, sitting in my sister’s office in Pangkalan Bun. Tired from the flight from Pontianak. Resigned to the fact that alcohol is outlawed here (how fucked up is that? It definitely violates my rights to be intoxicated). Knowing that I’ll be missing out on months of futsal. Feeling depressed that I’ll be away from my newly bought XBox 360.

I’m allowing myself to sulk for a day then be done with it. I need to buck up and enjoy the next big adventure because that is how I live my life. I’m not going to whine and be a bitch about this for too long. I’m going to savour every moment because I know when I’m done with this, I’ll probably miss it.

Don’t ask…

Ever since I got back, everyone has been asking me the same old question which is either intended as a joke or just affirms their aspiration to be the most annoying person I know. Since I got back on Tuesday, I have always been asked or spoken to in reference to being quarantined.

When I called up Clem on Tuesday, “You not quarantined?”

When I called Gary on Wednesday, “Thomas said you quarantined. You released already?”

When I called Thomas, “Friend, you were gone so long that I thought you were in quarantined.”

When I went to futsal on Thursday, “Dude, when did you get back? How come you’re not quarantined?” This was repeated 5 more times by different people at futsal.

When I went for badminton with my mom, her friends asked me, “Did you get quarantined?”

I just want to scream, YES. I WAS FUCKING QUARANTINED BUT I ESCAPED DETENTION SO I CAN SPREAD THE H1N1 TO EVERYONE IN KUCHING!