i only have 2 resolutions. to get straight As, not even A- (i strongly believe i can if i just behave lke a typical student) and to complete osim tri in 3hrs.

right now, i'm in midst of trying to figure out what a girl really wants. some of my friends say that she's a player. then i would play the game. i'm playing it good right now but just that when i get all serious, i will spoil the game. some people are just not meant to be fooled. some of my friends say i should go for it. perhaps. maybe i shouldn't rush. things are so good not. we hang out, we talk. everything we do remind ourselve of each other. so far, there are no lies, on my side, and i trust her.

sometimes, it's really hard to see if she's just real friendly or just for me.

which girl will want you not to bully her, not to let others bully her and insist that you must appear the very minute she need you? which girl will call you the moment she wakes up? which girl will call you everyday and ask if you finish work? had your dinner? it's so loving you know! which girl will stare at you and tap your hand and ask you not to drink when you drink in clubs? which girl will giggle at every joke you make? omg!

nvm, things will stay the same. i'm sort of a committment-phobic too.

new year, new start.

i LOVE MINISTRY OF SOUND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

they are damn freak good. i feel like a traitor to zouk but then again, i always support zouk because it is the only substitute for ministry of sound and they always have guest DJs. and omg, guest DJs from Hed Kandi in Ministry of Sound (MoS) is even better!!!!!! since when do you get house music to mix with normal singing? BY the DJ somemore!!! the last time i got such a combination will be at centro360 and zouk. damn freaking shiok.

and it pays to read email from MoS. when i reach there at 2230 last night, i estimate the queue to be like 1km long. thank god i read MoS email and i went to the door straight and get priority entry just by showing my singtel operator logo on my handphone. hahaha. 2 minutes! and it pays again to know some people such that your friend can cut the 1km queue after the singtel promotion is over. way cool!

yes. i didn't drink. really. for the sake of my balls and my ironman ambition. amazing hur. it's alright. i can get high by the music alone. IT'S THAT GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!

aww..i'm going there again tonight. i'm going there whenever i'm out partying, EXCEPT thursday, because nowhere else can beat Thumper on their ladies night. the chicks are damn hot and friendly can! almost got myself a sugar mummy. damn.

i wonder if MoS is looking for minister or permanent secretary. i would love to join them.

check this out.

a volunteer for the Discovery Channel (the tv programme, not the cycling team) production of "Making of a hangover".

0000H blood alcohol : 0.243% after 17 shots of liqour
1000H : 0.098% -> STILL above the legal limit!!!!!!!!!
1800H : 0.000% FINALLY

now i know why we are such jokers when we meet up on sundays. fuck!

also, the liver can ONLY process ONE glass of alcohol (not neat!! NORMAL ONE, which means one shot) in ONE hour. so freaking hell, no matter what you do, it will still flow in ur blood!!!

MOST IMPORTANTLY, alcohol SHRINK YOU BALLS!!!!!!!!!! WTF WTF!!!!!!!!! it also cause the inability to achieve an erection. so technically speaking, you can't have sex when you are so drunk that you can't remember anything! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!!

AND ALSO, alcohol impair breathing and bone repair. (but why am i running so much faster after partying? maybe it's due to pain inhibition.)

sucks. from now onwards, i am the dedicated nanny and driver.

byebye Mr Walker.

the boys, the beer, the football, the food. the life.

totally gay weekend. spent the whole sunday with the male company to shop, to eat, to catch a show, to watch soccer, to laugh, to do all sorts of silly things including getting highbeamed by a policecar for the suspicion that we are avoiding roadblock. totally boys night out. cool. i shall have more of these.

anyway, it's good that i haven't been blogging. i have been releasing myself through the normal means. i have been hanging out with people just to chat and have the human companion. good. life is good.

btw,

Ministry of Sound IS DAMN FREAKING GOOD!!!!!!!!!!

damn damn damn damn damn cool rave music. gosh. when's the last time that happened man?!? everyone should check it out. of course, please be there early. if not, you might as well be greeted by a 0.5km long queue at 11pm.

i don't know what to say because i haven't slept for 30 odd hours. that include a whole day at work. and gym! i decided that i shall not try to doze off in office and went to the gym to hurt myself. then again, gym is good when you ain't feeling good.

lately, instead of thinking of sleeping and eating, i've been thinking of going for a run. all these after i realised i can clock a 5km PB after 2 weeks of slacking. life is really good. i have to convince myself not to run to save it for a better one the next time instead of trying to convince myself to go down to run (in the past)

and most amazing of all, i think i want to settle down. damn interesting. i finally realised that it is possible to find SOMEONE to settle down with. not that i've found someone but this belief is getting into me. gone are the days of cynical beliefs of love.

good. good. good.

december shopping list from American Eagles. do give some comments.



this will come in handy when i need to pick up some old chicks from thumper. then again, do i even need to pick them up? trying to get more pple to come to the bash tmr make me realised that how many clubber friends i have! amazing!






i don't know if this look abit girly. the colour of the logo is like, ermm...feminine.


ermm..i just love white.

i think i'm getting Germany or Real Madrid jersey from adidas. not that i'm a soccer fan but they are just nice. the colour combination. i love white with a little of blue or orange or both.

how come i don't seem to meet anyone from NUS that can help or work without thinking of what can benefit them?!

i'm just a bad blue collar when i find that i can't work well with the white collar.

this is my 13- 17km. going strong. although it look like im just brisk walking, i wasn't. my hamstrings were cramping so i didn't lift my hind leg high enough.

i had it. fucking tired. 20th km. might as well save the energy so that i don't have to (embarrassingly) walk through the finishline.

gave it all i have to whack to the finishline.

today is wednesday. ladies' night. and how do i know it? because there are alot of phonecalls asking my plans tonight. gosh! i'm trying to stop ok? or rather, i'm stopping ok?once a clubber, always a clubber, in someone elses' eyes.

ok. now that my legs have recovered, i shall start training for next year as promised. cycling club targeting 2 road race next semester. i think i shall follow their schedule then. anyway, things only get busy from july to oct.

here it goes:

January
Early Season Aquathlon in Sentosa (1.5km swim & 10km run)
SACA road race 1

February
NUS biathlon sentosa (0.8km swim & 5km run)

March
Singapore duathlon (10km run & 40km bike & 5km run) <-this look really fun Singapore biathlon (1.5km swim & 10km run) <- KEY

April
SACA road race 3

June
SACA road race 4 Individual Time Trial <- me vs me

July
Osim Triathlon (1.5km swim & 40km Bike & 10km run) <- die die must do it KEY

August
NUS triathlon (1.5km swim & 40km Bike & 10km run)
New Balance Real Run (road 6km & sand 1.6km & trail 2.4km) <- fun too!!

September
New Balance Aquathlon Challenge (1.5km swim & 10km run)
Mizuno wave run 10km <- just at my house here. why not!
Army Half marathon 21km
Terry Fox Run <-annual charity

October
New Balance Corporate Triathlon (0.8km swim & 20km bike & 5km run) <- hopefully someone can help me register for this

December
Standard Chartered Singapore Half marathon 21km <- KEY

keeping in mind for some other long distance cycling charity event. i'm going to make my life so meaningful next year!!! hopefully i can keep up with my training program so well that i turn mad and sign up for FULL marathon in dec. or maybe even Desaru Half Ironman. meanwhile, i'm keeping in view Bintan Lagoon Triathlon.

i love running 10km! training shall start tmr. or maybe now, since i don't feel like sleeping.

good good. keep it up. this is only the sports section of project stronger-me.

go go go!

i did it again.

i typed my frustrations down. i typed my sad past down. i typed what's troubling down.

and i erased them all.

all because they make me look weak and sad.

the fear of letting the fear out.

maybe by typing them down i feel a little better. do i?

"love actually" says that the airport arrival hall is the most touching place on earth. i say it's the finishline.

it's is so touching to see how the human body is battered by its own will. the human brought down to another level just to cross the line. you see all sorts of celebration at the finishline. some raise their hands, some jump and punch the air, some simply run across it with the last remaining effort while some make funny faces. the good thing is all of them smile. the pride and the joy of crossing the finishline. even for those who did not make the 6 hour mark, they know they have beaten themselves.

the families and friends are all waiting at the finishline. to congratulate the finishers. it's so heartwarming to see the painful faces on all the runners and when they suddenly spot a friend or a family member, their faces lighted up. you can also feel that the families and friends are so proud of them.

next year i'm going to bring my camera along.

on a personal note, this year is once again disappointing. at the 10km mark i regretted not doing the 10km run because i was on such good form for the first 10km. i almost wanted to stop and just wait for jy n skg. the medal pushed me on. one thing i know for sure, the alcohol abstinence work wonders! (although i did drink alot after my exams) it was a very good run for the first 10km.

then at 11km, i felt my legs cramping up. i know i needed to drink alot and digest some electrolytes. walk through the 12th km aid station which provide 100plus. got 2 cups and felt perfect again on 13km. picked up the pace and it was a FREAKING GOOD pace. good stride good cadence. sadly, things don't last long. i felt that my diaphragm was so tired. i mean tired! like how your muscle feel tired. although i can still go on with that pace, but that fatigue on the diaphragm is just too irritating. so there it is. run and walk, run and walk all the way. i must have spoilt quite a few people's day when i brisk walked past them, who are slow jogging.

anyway, it was so good to run with your idol. i saw ickleoriental. cool. this is one big motivation to train hard to go desaru next year to race with my ultimate idol, chris mccormack.

anyway, instead of letting this be the season finale, this half marathon mark the start of the training for next year. gotta get the motivation going. maybe i will be mad enough to do the full one next year. the "finisher of 42.195" tshirt is just too tempting.

the pride and joy.