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Just Because.
Monday, October 12, 2009
why Pandas won't be extinct


Got this from my bro's friend's facebook album on Chengdu.

Hope it made your day. :D

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A Little Drunken Madness @ 3:14 PM




Thursday, October 8, 2009
I can't sit through movies in slow motion
As we all know, there's nothing going on in football. I don't think I'll bother watching any of the international games since they'll just be plain boring.

I just need a little space to air my grievances from being dragged unknowingly to watch (500) days of Summer.

It's a freakin tragic movie. Tragic where no one dies. Tragic in other senses. I'm trying not to spoil anyone who intends to watch the movie.

It's just, tragic. I suppose it'll be good for lonely people who have just broken up with someone who they think is the love of their life but couldn't care less. I am so past that phase and I'm in my happy stage so I can't quite identify. That's a horribly good thing.

Needless to say, I got dragged by people who are obsessed with Joseph Gordon Levitt. People who watch football with all the macho dudes with good bods do not admire men who belong to the nuah category. They're like the chui kias.

If anyone needs an idea of what type of movies I'm into, here it is.



ACTION. EXPLOSION. FAST-PACED.

God, I can't wait till summer 2010.

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A Little Drunken Madness @ 11:45 PM




Friday, June 26, 2009
June is Ending with a lot happening
A lot going on in the non-footballing world. Something huge happened and even google thought it was under attack.

Goodbye Mr Jackson, RIP.

The world really cares.

It's funny how everyone was so caught up with the scandalous Iranian elections before and when a pop icon passes on he takes centre stage from a major political crisis.

Entertainment>>>>politics.

Then there's football and we have our own energy generator in the form of rumour mills, like the great windmills of Holland.

Then captain Cesc comes to the rescue and sets the mills on 'pause' mode.

You see, he's not powerful enough to completely destroy those immaculate structures. No one is. Not everyone is Setanta.

And he's Espana. We all know deep down some day that he'll be returning to his motherland. It's just a matter of when.

For now though, he's with Arsenal, he loves the Arsenal and he wants to win things with the squad he leads out of the tunnel.

Then there's Sp*rs, who probably are dying to show up on our radar. You see, they want Arsenal target Bassong. It's quite funny because I don't see him coming to Arsenal. We have Vermaelen. And Newcastle's defence last term was diabolical on all accounts and they can't point all fingers at Colloccini because a defensive partnership is made up of 2. Good luck Sp*rs anyway. We've got the Va Va Verm so you can have Bassong on a platter.

Sp*rs who, hate Arsenal the most simply because they can't catch up to where we are. Hell, they didn't make the Europa league either. We'll see how far they'll go next term when they have full concentration on the league, and most definitely, the Carling Cup.

Right here you have some statistics. They're interesting to say the least. Sp*rs hatred and Chelsea hatred are on par with each other. I don't know about the Chelsea part but we all know that Cuntey Cunt is a major contributing factor. Other than that, I suppose the rest of the team are a bunch of cuntbags as well so that we know.

Personally, I don't really rank my hatred. How do you hate something less when you hate it all the same? Doesn't make sense. They probably should distinguish between hatred and dislike.

I dislike Stoke but I don't hate them. I hate Hull City. I hate Manchester United, Liverpool, Sp*rs. I dislike Sp*rs because I am too lazy to hate them. They kinda make good the position of Clown of the league. Never seem to fail to come up with several jokes. They are indeed a joke, like starting almost every campaign at the bottom of the table, sort of battling relegation for a teeny little while until new manager comes in and gets them a top 10 finish.

There's a bit of football tonight. Gibbs and Walcott will be in action for the U21s. Gibbs would most certainly start at left back but there should be some doubts about Theo since Stuart Pearce is a cuntbag. Some funny Swedish Blackburn dude I've never heard of or saw the need to take note of has went to the papers to public diss Theo. I thought that was funny. Some nobody from a stinkin team has a big mouth.

And finally, someone with immense intelligence. Arshavin has ditched his agent and now represents himself. Dennis Lachter is probably one of the cuntiest agents after Kia Joorabchian.

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A Little Drunken Madness @ 6:20 PM




Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Hijack me, Arsenal
I caught a movie today on my day out.

Taking Pelham 123

In this time and age, we've seem too many movies consisting solely on hijacking. I mean, we had Air Force 1, then we had Speed 2 (no Keanu bahahaa) and basically anything to do with hostage taking can easily be a hijacking on whatever vehicle they're on.

The plot is well thought out, but it's not intense enough to keep you on the edge of your seat, the way Angels and Demons did. For both shows, they were running on a ticking clock but somehow you would have felt it more on A&D even if Taking Pelham 123 had someone dying every minute instead of every hour.

So then you'll be figuring out if I enjoyed the movie at all and I did, because of the two leads who will make any movie work - John Travolta as the baddie and Denzel Washington as the goodie of course. It can never be the reverse.

A rare mini movie review for ya!

In other news, Aaron Carter posted his number on Twitter and it's real. Not that I tested it. I only want candy.

In more other news, Thailand's H1N1 cases has twenty-folded since it's first declaration of the virus. I couldn't laugh more, even though I'm due to go there like next month. Just fuck it really. I'd do better to go there nearer to school reopening so that I can be responsible and isolate myself for 7 days and 7 nights the same way my friend's boyfriend, the HERO of newpaper (shittiest tabloid everrrrrrrrr epic fail X 793486378648967896757644) did.

He will be most commonly known by us as the boyfriend who isolated himself.

And even if I were to be sent to CDC or whatever, I've been preparing my computer for it all. Sims 3, Football Manager, Fallout 3, PES. That'll be enough to occupy me and keep me from boredom till the next millennium.

No actually. I need football. Live football. Live Arsenal football. The U21 Euros in Sweden has proven to be ultra bad substitutes. I want Gibbs and Walcott to triumph but I hate Stuart Pearce.

What conflicting feelings I have.

So apparently my dear country Singapore is expected to move away from the process of contact tracing and quarantining people since it's stretching our resources, not because it's completely stupid. They're treating all this H1N1 shit like SARS when it isn't that bad. Take the cue from your greatest ally on mother earth - US doctors just tell their patients to wear a mask and get well soon.

And so not torture people to the point of insanity by keeping them in isolation. If only the movie Moon was to be released in Singapore. Everyone should love Sam Rockwell.

The flu is coming, whether we like it or not. An imposed hospital stay should not be $400 per day just for the flu with no decent television and internet, as TTSH claims.

That's about all the dirt the Singapore media wants since they have nothing else to report on, after rape, theft and assault, rape being the hot hot hot hot favourite where the victim is left scarred for life.

Until Jet Li became a Singapore citizen.

Bwahaha.

srsly. We're the new Monaco of Asia I see. Is China's taxation that bad?

So. I don't suppose this is a football blog anymore. Heh.

Ah. Draft fixtures here.

Arsenal.com has already given the lo-down on it so I don't think I need to analyse or over-analyse because it is what it is.

We play at St Andrews only in March 27 next year so hopefully dudu will be flying already and can go there and no one gets all emo about it while we continue hating Martin Taylor yes.

Lastly, no one is going to forget Newcastle United. I think their progress in the Championship will be highly scrutinised with no good reason. That's a lot of unnecessary pressure really. Anyhow, it's going to be a premier league clash in the championship when they face West Brom on the opening day.

I can only laugh.

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A Little Drunken Madness @ 8:51 PM








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