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Monday, April 27, 2009I'm sucha sucker.Lost my phone. (Alright.. To rub it in, it's Janice's spare phone.) Heh. Not like I really talk much on the phone anyway. I will take this as a test. Period. On the other hand. WHAT A FUCKER. LOUSY PHONE OSO WANT TAKE. KNNBCCBWTFBBQCBCBCBCBCBCBCCBBCKNNNNNN. Anw frisbeed after sch then j8 with gab tang to study. That was before I lost my mood and shawn yeo came and we watched who's line on the ipod to de-stress. It worked for awhile but I still need a stronger remedy. I can only blame myself. And I can only move on because the fucking world doesn't wait for my fucking grief. EDIT// Oh. guess what? It was a blessing in disguise. :D Got a better phone instead. And a better number. haha.. Saturday, April 25, 2009It's done.My 6 years of running. And when I look back to when I just started in sec one.. The immense nostalgic memories just sweeps past my face once again. Back when I couldn't even complete one round of Bishan Park without dying. Got 5th for sch cross. But still competed in 3000m and 1500m for nats but did not qualify for either. Back when I finally could finish 3 rounds of Bishan Park Got 1st for sch cross became vice capt :P And qualified for 1500m instead. :) Back when Peirce moved and we couldn't train at Bishan Park Got 1st for sch cross. became capt. :PP realised i suck at 3000m, ran 800m and was top 10 and could qualify for 1500m but got disqualified cause of some stupid official who was obviously near-sighted. Back when I got L1R5 of 36 and so I'm not allowed to focus on track but still tried my best to do so albeit getting worse timings. Still got 1st for sch cross. :P When I tried my best for 800m sports day and missed the damn record by 3 miliseconds and realised I did not leave my name in Peirce for anything. But moved on. Peirce track team formed the basis of what I am now. People in the team definitely pushed me in a way or another and without the friendships I experienced there, I would've probably quit running. Prolly had given up so much easily. Prolly had taken another path and who knows what would've happened. Prolly wouldn't even make it to CJC. But I somehow did, and am still grateful today. Because track didn't stop right there. I did have difficulty picking myself up from square one But the few people I slowly knew re-inspired me once again and made such efforts much easier. Back when I trained during 1st 3 months with CJ Beat some people for the first set of 800m And died by the second set. -.- When Cross training was all that's in store and I managed to make the team of 8. When I had 800m buddies who trained with me for 3 months and made trainings less tiring and even more worth it. When I constantly charged at that barricade and broke it by 6 secs and saw the look on Miss Lim's face. :') Competed in 800m for nats and got 6th place. Back when National cross and National track was pushed forward and made us panic. But just made us train harder to make up the loss time. When i somehow became capt. :PPP Got 3rd for sch cross and 32nd for nats cross. Felt disappointed yet again but pulled myself tgt and got determined to break more PBs. And finally did so, by 92 miliseconds for 800m. lol. Tried 1500m once again after 2 years and qualified for finals with a timing 9 secs faster than in sec 3. Got 5th for 800m finals and 4th for 1500m finals with a timing 10 secs faster than heats. O.O And team CJC stayed at 5th overall for national track as of 2 days ago. So much has happened and what I just stated would be just a mere fraction of the six years. Some memories lost, but even more kept in my head. And as long as I still have gained something from this, I would be contented. Running has occupied a whole third of my life, And has made this post very long-winded. I guess I should congratulate you if you have made it this far. But if you haven't Well then I guess you'll just have to be a runner to understand. :) Friday, April 24, 2009I think we can all do it if we set our minds to it.If we aim at something, and protect that path towards it. I should've aimed for 30. Not 28. -.- Nonetheless........ 8.30 9.2 11 53 56 235 And I'm still a happy boi. :D Tuesday, April 21, 2009Yeah well my self-proclaimed holidays are finally over.And holy shit they left a shit-load of stuff underneath my table which is now decorated by the "5" sticker I picked up from nationals. I must say I was quite glad to see some of my classmates again. "EH YALAM.." all. -.- Helps me fit back in right away.. Lol. My brain refuses to snap back to reality. There is nothing I can do. Except to slow the process down through playin poker on facebook. :) Right. Anyway in school. SD period was spent celebrating Int'l friendship day. We played hopskotch, 5 stones and chapteh. (I did not make any fuckin' new friends. It's ALMOST ironic.) And wtf how do you play chapteh... History was fine since Miss Teo didn't shoot me on the foot for not doing any work. Missed 3 Tutorials and prolly 2 lectures. I guess I'm already DEAD enough and she knows it. PE I ran 2.4 @ 11min 20secs? Did 2 chin-ups, watched ben do sit-ups, jumped 220cm on the average thrice and did an 11.2secs shuttle run. :) (So fun.) Then I realised I shouldn't have done all these. It D.R.A.I.N.E.D. me... abit ah. And I felt sleepy. GP did wake me up though. The debate on terrorism. And with Miss Charlene Kwa as the judge, it became the battle of the sexes ( but with Germaine in the guys group since she looks most like a guy. HAHA. (; ) and there're mysterious points to be won (or lost.) Maths wasted my life. OH FUCK THERE'S HIST LECT TMR. But there's also you. Saturday, April 18, 2009
Despair to the point till they provoke The punchline before they have told the joke The sheer desperation to be seen Staring at the television screen Despair to the point where they provoke You to tell the fucking punchline before you have told the joke Sorry sunshine it doesn't exist It wasn't in the top 100 list And it's the thousandth time and it's even bolder, Don't be surprised when you get bent over, He told ya, that you were gagging for it She saw it and she grabbed it and it wasn't what it seemed The kids all dream of making it, whatever that means Another variation on a theme A tangle on the television and the magazine D'you reckon that they do it for a joke? D'you reckon that they make 'em take an oath? That says "we are defenders Of any poseur or professional pretender around" When did your list replace the twist and turn? Ah the fist, replaced the kissed-on concern And if you're bothered, I don't want your prayers Save it for the morning after And it's the thousandth time and it's even bolder, Don't be surprised when you get bent over, He told ya, that you were gagging for it Lets have a game on the Teddy Picker Not quick enough can I have it quicker? Already thick and you're getting thicker Lets have a game on the Teddy Picker Not quick enough can I have it quicker? Already thick and you're getting thicker Asuming that all things are equal, Who'd want to be men of the people When there's people like you? Top 5 for 800m. Guess I'll just have to live with that. It still hurts when I think about it. But I guess she's right. This is why this sport is so beautiful. It has it's unexpected moments. One wrong move, and you lose out. Yesterday morning I experienced so many feelings, learnt so much and pushed like I never did before. I only wonder why I did not achieve a new PB. Maybe 6 years ain't enough. Or perhaps I was simply unlucky. Nationals is still in it's midst. There's still that damn four times four relay and that thousand five finals. I will still fight. And to you, I'm starting to hate worthless conversations. The after effects drain the shit out of me. Sigh.. Give me a fucking sign. Friday, April 17, 2009Well, what more can I say?I've just gone too far to hold back anything now. Too far to go back empty-handed. This one's for you Miss Lim. Tuesday, April 14, 2009Bad run today.So angry at myself for feeling too tired. Something's still up for grabssssssssssss. Sunday, April 12, 2009HAHA TAN HONG MING DAMN FUNNY HIS FACE. Went out with the trackers two days back to celebrate Rachel's birthday at vivo. Saturday, April 11, 2009It's so hard to chance upon a good piece of material to read.It's always "Oh I've read something along these lines before." or simply "Okay this sucks. Give me back my time." Well, Google is good. But too good. So I tried to bloghop randomly instead and found this without having to press the "Back" button even once. (: Today when I was walking to my grandma's house whilst smoking a cigarette ( I quit quitting ) There was this bee on the ground on its back trying to get up and I could tell it was struggling. I was contemplating whether I should put it out of it's misery cause it would only take 5 seconds, I would've crushed its head with my foot. I mean I don't really know how it works but I think would take 5 seconds cause I know a roach takes ten days to die cause it go on without It's head and eventually die of hunger. Whatever. Point is I wanted to put it out of it's bad trip but then again, I could tell it really wanted to live Cause it was doing whatever in it's power to stay alive. It was fluttering it's wings hoping it'd push it up, maneuvering like a what a breakdancer would look like on a dance floor But like the failure version of it. So then I thought maybe I should just help it and flip it back up. But then I thought of how it might alert it's horde of bees to come attack me in it's poor defense of touching it When I was merely trying to help and my intentions would be misunderstood. So I walked away and I felt really guilty cause I didn't take a chance to trust it. & then I thought about how it's an animal and it's reactions are predictable. & then I thought about how us humans. How we're so lucky to be given the choice to take the time and access the situation and act right. But how it's become so rare that we do that anymore. And how we've been raised to have so little faith in humanity. Guess I still need to learn how to capture the chain of thoughts that often flutter right by me, and try to remember them. Who knows, it may lead to serendipity. Thursday, April 9, 2009Amidst the joy of some people who are apparently quite insensitive,others walk through this envisioned path filled with empty noises. Just to feel slapped right across the face. Another wake up call today. And it's really just the beginning. It really sucks that you know you will regret eventually but you still don't do anything about it without actually knowing the reason why. Monday, April 6, 2009Ah shit. This is such a huge distraction.FUCK YOU BILL GATES. I feel that today is the most ideal college day ever. Lessons weren't really dry. School ended at 2. There was that celebration with t2 for Sara's Birthday. :D And its also one of the few times when I ever reach home with the sun still up. No training today. Miss Lim's sick. :/ Needed to rest anyway. Shockingly PB-ed Sunday's 800m race. LOL. (So did Janice. -.- That jynx.) Explains the amount of fatigue that I was overwhelmed with lately. One more effing week to NATS. I need that two oh two............ ._. ANYWAY Got a whole new pencil box with complete set of stationaries. My mo-tea-vay-shen for the time being. New stuff = Fresh new start. :D Unfortunately not something I can afford for history. Essay outline here I come. Yuck. There's this box at the bottom right corner which just popped up. What a gross face. I am fucking turned off. -.- Sunday, April 5, 2009I guess I just needed to feel like how I used to again. At times when you realise you're starting to change, you either shed your skin or hold it together.Starting anew can be a real bummer. There's this solitude. But it really lifts the anchor. It gets your head in the game. You can climb your way up again faster because there's a better feel to everything. Perhaps rules are really meant to be broken afterall. So that you can make mistakes and get a chance to go against anything at all. I chose to give in only to be resilient. Or so I feel. It can be quite amusing to bounce back. But you let your guard down, you die. Thursday, April 2, 2009They strangle meeeeeeeeeeee.. I can't explain what you can't explain.Yesterday the class made me fucking pissed off in the morning. BECAUSE NOBODY TOLD ME THERE WAS MAKE UP HIST TUTORIAL FROM 2-3 AND THAT WE HAD TO PREPARE ESSAY OUTLINES. >: / There was really make up tutorial... One that Wee Kie made up. April fool's got me. -.- And how I wished I could type out how Shane tried to trick me. It is worth telling everyone. Ask me. Meheh. Hmm.. Well days seems MUCH slower in school when you don't receive more homework. (Like today.) I have no idea how that is logical at all. But it just feels that way. Went to study with Jackston. And wow. My GP notes are kinda interesting. Stumbled upon so many interesting quotes. There's even one from OSAMA? O.o Well obviously he'd support war. Being the angry man that he is. Like how Vern feels towards the fact that Iggy is in our same class. "If inciting people to do that (9/11) is terrorism, and if killing those who kill our sons is terrorism, then let history be witness that we are terrorists." "Let him who desires for peace prepare for war." "War does not determine who is right- only who is left." (WAH SEH SO DEEEEP.. I LIKE.) We both down there just stunned. Lol. It's like a sudden breath of fresh air just blew past and it made us want to study... for the next..like.. 2 mins more. This is how study sessions have been going on. You just die halfway lah. i need mo-tea-vay-shen two star-dy. Like soon. to-oh-tree-dis-san-they. Wednesday, April 1, 2009He is caught in the middle... (Lame.)No but seriously, it sucks to distribute your stand evenly. You feel outstretched. "The race is made up of scrambled pieces. You just have to find the right ones and put them together. To make the ideal plan for a good race." (Or something along those lines.) Miss Lim FTW. (: Meanwhile, I'll just announce over here that it's just 2 more weeks away from Nationals. Time suddenly started to move again. Tough training today. Lucky my spikes survived this time round. (: 800m again this Sunday........ OH YA I WAS ON TV. Running. Apparently. Beside Daniel. On school sports. But I was still on the bus on the way home CB. Didn't get to see it. But Justin, being the effecient boy he has always been, went to check somewhere. O.O And told me there'd be a repeat this Sat at 11.30am? Wow. You know when you stare at an angle. Looking at that bit of space. That bit of emptiness. And wondering how when the corners meet, others are inevitably left out. People choose where they want to be. The most comfortable spot. Yet they tend to forget how they got there. Which kinda pisses me off. I mean.. I know this is a bad analogy. But that's where I hang out what. Mehe. This is a wake up call. I want to play for CJ soccer..... Lol~~ |
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