Big Weekend At Facebook

What a big weekend at Facebook for Mark Zuckerberg. First Facebook was listed on the Nasdaq and the company went public and news broke today that the co-founder of Facebook married his long time girlfriend Priscilla Chan.

Kudos to the guy who becomes one of the youngest billionaire at age 28. All I can say to the guy is…. pre-nuptials mate. Better to be safe than sorry. Haha.

I also finally watched The Social Network on Friday (on the day Facebook went public) and was totally blown away by the performance of Andrew Garfield as Eduardo Saverin. No wonder the movie’s gotten nominated left right and centre at last year’s Academy awards.

With The Social Network’s writer Aaron Sorkin set to pen the scripts for the new Sony Steve Jobs bio-pic and Ashton Kutcher starring in indie movie of Steve Jobs early years (I loved Ashton Kutcher in Spread), it certainly seems like people in the tech and startup worlds are getting more prominent on our big screens.

And I’ve also included what must have been the most epic scene in The Social Network below.

Chelsea Finally Wins The Champions League

What a season it’s been for football. First the dramas at Manchester for the English title decider and now Chelsea displays a masterclass performance full of grit and never say die attitude to finally hand Roman Abramovich his first Champions League title since taking over the club in 2002.

Bayern Munich was definitely the better team throughout and I was Whatsapping Jeremy and Sonti feverishly discussing about what’s going on in the match and I told Jeremy that for some weird reason, I think Chelsea was going to win. He was gunning for Munich to beat Chelsea so his beloved Spurs could play Champions League football next season.

And when Thomas Muller scored in the 86 minute, it seemed like all was going well for Jeremy’s Spurs and Bayern Munich. Muller was substituted off for defender Van Buyten soon after and it was clear Munich wanted to protected their lead for the last couple of minutes for the match.

By this time, Torres was brought on for Kalou by Chelsea and the 50 million pound striker did well to win a corner for the Blues.

Mata swings the corner in and Drogba powered a header past the flapping Neuer in the 88th minute. Game on!

Torres had been getting much flack since moving from Liverpool last year but his form has been improving in the last couple of months and his most telling contribution to this match was winning Chelsea’s FIRST corner in contrast to Munich’s 15 corners.

It must now seem silly of Bayern coach Jupp Heynckes to take Muller off and when the camera was on Muller looking bewildered at the turn of events, it certainly brought back memories of the 1999 final when Lothar Matthaus was substituted off and having the same look after Manchester United staged one of the greatest comebacks to snatch the title from within Munich’s grasp.

Chelsea didn’t manage quite a similar comeback but with Drogba’s goal, brought the game into extra time and boy was more drama to come.

Early in the first half of extra time, Drogba, hero for Chelsea so far, brought Ribery down in the Chelsea box and Munich was award a penalty. It seem like that was the end of the road for Chelsea but when Cech stepped up to save Robben’s penalty, a sense of self belief swept through the entire Chelsea team.

They held on through the second half of extra time and the match went into penalties.

Ivan Olic and Sebastian Schweinsteiger missed their penalties and Drogba took Chelsea’s last penalty to win the cup for the Blues and send the stadium into raptures.

I’m absolutely delight for Chelsea and even though Bayern Munich played the better football, their inefficiency with their finish definitely cost them the match.

X Factor Auditions Fail

I accompanied Joey to his X Factor auditions 2 weeks ago and it’s my time spent there that I realised that reality TV is a whole lot of bullshit.

There is so much acting involved it simply blew my mind. Crowds were ordered to gather around to make it look like there were heaps of people auditioning and family and friends back stage were told to “encourage” the contestants before they go on stage for the camera.

Everything was so FAKE.

What pissed me off more was that I arrived at 8.30am at Hisense Arena with Joey and he didn’t get to sing till 4pm. We had to wait close to 8 hours before he went on stage and by then, he was so tired that he didn’t really do justice of his rendition of Train’s Drive By.

Mel B loved him, Nat Bass almost wanted to let him through but Ronan Keating and Guy Sebastian just didn’t look impressed. In the end, it came down to the fact that Joey just wasn’t good enough.

He wasn’t bad though, just not at his best to impress the judges and starting the song on the wrong beat didn’t help either.

Hopefully at the end of it all, he will get some screen time on TV for all our efforts and if not, at least I got to catch up with Joey and I finally got to meet his lovely sister Julie.

Manchester City 1, Manchester United 19

What a dramatic finish to the 2011/12 English Premier League season. Manchester City score 2 late goals in stoppage time in a dramatic 3-2 win over QPR to win the championship by goal difference over my beloved Manchester United.

Kudos to City for giving us a good fight this season. It continues to amuse me that the rest of the league still struggles to catch up with us even when we haven’t really been doing well this season.

At the very least, I have the consolation of saying that United did as well as Barcelona this season.

Now that this season is done and dusted, we’ll need to look forward at strengthening the squad with a few gangbuster signings and try to wrestle the title back into the red half of Manchester.

No doubt City will be doing the same but we’ve got at least a leg up on them by distracting them with our horrendous new top for next season.

Let the mind games of 2012/13 begin!

 

Pingie Brotherhood: One Is Getting Hitched

I worked at Accenture Australia for a year before moving on to become the Chief Timetable Systems Analyst Product Architect (totally not a made up position by the way. #sarcasm) at Monash Uni and it’s fair to say I’ve met some of my best mates during my time at Accenture.

Our friendship was cemented on the 17th floor office space at Melbourne Central Tower close to 6 years ago and even though now that everyone has moved on from our initial dwellings, there seemed to be an unexplainable sense of brotherhood between the four of us.

There’s Joey, the talented Italian and token white guy in a group of Asians. He has won one too many dancing trophies and got shot down by Guy Sebastian at his recent X Factor audition (another post coming up about this).

Jason, the smart Malaysian guy who still calls himself an Aussie PR after living in Melbourne and now Sydney all his life. His favourite past times include sending the group random photos of topless women he found on the internet at the crack of dawn every other morning.

Sonti, the Laotian guy with an Italian girlfriend. I roped Sonti from Accenture a year ago to work at Monash and see him on a daily basis. Our office has became a battleground for our FIFA 12 skills.

And then there’s me. The fobbish sounding Singaporean guy with a knack for coming into work late all the time and acting as if nothing happened.

It’s amazing that even though we only catch up once probably every 1-2 years(except for Sonti and I), we made sure that we stayed in contact literally everyday via Whatsapp, Google chat, Twitter, Facebook and emails discussing about the most frivolous topics ever. In fact, I was trying to find a group picture of four of us and I realized we don’t have one…. #horror.

The best thing we’ve ever done together as a group in my mind was to create a bunch of fictional words to replace body parts so that we could openly discuss about the dirtiest, most perverted things our minds could conjure up and the hot chick sitting next to us would have no idea we were talking about her bingies.

That’s right. Her bingies. That’s the word we use to replace the word “breasts”. In fact these are the most commonly used ones in our conversations:

We SayIt MeansOrigin
MingieVagina, chick, hot girlIt came about when there was an episode of South Park featuring Oprah's talking vagina. Her vagina was referred to as Minge in the episode and we indadvertedly changed it to mingie.
GaryButt, assholeGary was the name of Oprah's asshole in the same South Park episode and was the best and closest (LOL) friend of Minge.
BingieBreasts, boobsWe simply replaced the first letter of mingie to change it to bingie using the letter B because it's the first letter for boobs and breasts.
PingiePenis, cock, dickPretty similar to how bingie derived replacing the first letter of mingie with P because it's the first letter for penis.
BlueberryMasturbate, fap, spank the monkeyJoey has a strawberry farm at home and there was wild speculation that he masturbates in the strawberry fields because he still lives at home with his parents. We replaced straw with blue to protect his identity and the origin of how this word came about.

We’re so comfortable with these words that we don’t even bat an eyelid when using them in our daily conversations and it amuses me to no end that we’re all men in their late twenties having our own secret language.

Jase is getting married in 2 weeks time and it’s kind of sad that we couldn’t be at his wedding in Bali but I definitely wish Big O and him all the best and hopefully we all get to meet her soon. I love these boys and hopefully we’ll all move into the four Victorian town houses on #TheBlock in South Melbourne and have more shenanigans to come.

Pingie bros!