Monday, September 13, 2010
My life is falling into a downward spiral of slacking, sleeping and playing.
My love life is great, even when there're occasionally bums between the both of us....it doesn't worry me abit now.
I'm just angry bout the fact that I'm losing my body, my strength, my metabolism by the minute. I'm no longer as fast as I used to be, no longer as hard and definitely not as fit.
I can't do much with my injury, even though it's been satisfactory. I've gotta take the damn metal out soon.
How could I downgrade myself just because of my one finger?After that is another round of recovery and I'd just have to make up for my one-year hiatus twice or even thrice as hard as before.
NTU climbing team, and all the competitions that come along with it next year. I've gotta work towards my initial form and then further improve from there.
This reality is hitting me hard in the face now.
It will be outmatched.
It will be outfought.
It will be
undone.I'm getting out of this fucking downward spiral.
I'd never surrender, cause I'm still alive and standing.
He builds his personality like how They build bombs-
8:32 PMThe Best way out,is always Through-
I just discovered a sport that is weird... and just somewhat amazing: Pomparkour.
It has to do with ladders and parkour, but the ladders are custom-made with an attached hook.
Looks good and fun.
Watch it here at
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2S0J1wsfRw8Maybe this sport can be mastered to... well sneak into other people's houses.
Endless possibilities, where the mind is the limit.
He builds his personality like how They build bombs-
9:43 AMThe Best way out,is always Through-
I realised I've not been here for such a long time; it's been more than 2 months to date.
Things have been the usual ups and downs, and she's gone on another holiday...while I stay back home to wait for her return patiently.
Been trying too hard to catch Inception at the theaters for the past week, and the frustration kicks in. When I finally got seats to watch it today, all the hype,excitement and anticipation for it has inevitably died down. It just wasn't as good as I'd hoped for it to be.
Well, watching a pretty mind-boggling show makes you do more than think. It made me realise. My mind's reaction speed to english is slow. Just plain slow.
I couldn't catch much of what the dialogues were. A similar problem occurs whenever I try to read.
Rusty. Dusty.
Moreover, I was missing You so much throughout the days I couldn't really hear what they said in the show. It felt awkward to not catch a good show with you.
How can I miss you so much yet not love you enough?
I can't. That's why I miss you.Alright, I'm making it sound like we've just broken up or something, but for those who'd hoped for it; well, so sorry.
We're still together. :)
He builds his personality like how They build bombs-
8:48 AMThe Best way out,is always Through-
The babe's gone on holiday, it's a Saturday and I miss her.
Good thing is she's coming back tomorrow night; bad thing? I've got duty on Saturday.
I'm officially back on the training track. I'm not called
Saru for nothing. But, there's still quite a long way to go.
Going back into camp tomorrow night, and there goes another round of
madness.
Bring it to me.
He builds his personality like how They build bombs-
9:13 AMThe Best way out,is always Through-
So, the moment I saw Her there, I had to give her the warmest hug.
I've missed you much the past week.
I'm sorry for ruining your previous week, honey. I ruined my own too.
I've never felt such low self-esteem in my life after last week; it made me realise that you're the one I love.
We caught Shutter Island today, and had the best seats. However, when some unknown motherfucker called me which I thought was an emergency, the couple next to me scolded me, claiming that I've been talking throughout the whole show.
I was beginning to boil, but baby managed to calm me down. She knows how to calm me down. She deserves to be loved.
We had great wanton/beef noodles at Crystal Jade, and I think I changed her impressions of wantons and maybe even beef tendons.
Came across this weird non-alcoholic beer on sale at a mini mart. It tasted exactly like beer, but damn, zero alcohol.
Man, maybe it'd be the official straight-edge drink in time to come.
I'm in a good mood.
Before I forget, my alma mater, SAS has made the headlines this time at the B division rugby finals.
As an outsider, I can see that the school is closely knited and united in times of big events. Although I reckon that the fighting incident should be condemned, but we should always look at the circumstances which caused the fight.
What could you have done when an opponent taunts your family and slaps you in the face after claiming victory? It is no longer an act of impulse to retaliate; many have failed to see that pride was involved. It is not an act of sore losing.
If we are not to fight for our own pride, who will?It is amazing and heartwarming to know that the whole school has an unquestionable, unanimous and utmost united stand against the opposing ACS(I). There is no other school spirit that is stronger than this; hell, it can even touch my heart as an old boy who graduated long ago from the school.
As our motto goes,
Once a Saint, Always a Saint.UP and ON!
He builds his personality like how They build bombs-
9:32 AMThe Best way out,is always Through-
Our relationship has come to a stalemate.
I snapped at her like a wild, crazed psycho that wouldn't think twice bout snuffing the world.
My rage has been unstoppable the past few weeks; even in camp it is almost uncontrollable. My blood boils, my entire body begins to sweat, my head feels like exploding and my adrenaline heightens.
I become increasingly obnoxious to stop myself; I blast expletives to channel out my hate within.
It is only when I stop all the noise that you should begin to beware.
This rage is almost impossible to stop. It is the strongest, the toughest emotion I feel.
Once provoked, I will take days or even weeks to cool down completely, even though I could make exceptions.
I know very well that I should be the good guy. The nice guy. But this rage is too strong. Just too overwhelming for my mind.
Just like how bombs where not planned or developed overnight, my rage builds up slowly, unwittingly and progressively. Not just fuelled by a single person, but by all who steps on my tail.
This rage isn't prejudiced; it is fair. It will explode in your face only if you deserve it, regardless of who you are.
Yes there is the other emotion, love; but it is only second to the rage that is deep within the soul.
I haven't been feeling such intensifying rage in such a long long time ever since that incident that almost got my future ruined. This rage will only limit itself to the borders of the law.
It
will trespass my moral and ethics code.
It is in anyone's best interest to stay away and keep clear the moment you notice that rage gains momentum. There is no point going against it. You
will be defeated.
It
only accepts the soft approach. Everything more, but
nothing less.
Please approach with great care and caution, for only you and you only will be liable for all the pain that will be brought unto you.
He builds his personality like how They build bombs-
8:20 AMThe Best way out,is always Through-
I am surprised by what my metal hand can do at this stage.
Good as new. Good as new.Climb Asia has this new creative 'treadwall' machine. I reckon it'd be no mean feat for me in no time.
Soon, let me show the world what I can do.
I'm drop it all on your Fucking heads.
He builds his personality like how They build bombs-
8:13 PMThe Best way out,is always Through-
