Best so far

Maybe not the running kind of best as I did stopped a few times due to the strain and fatigue I felt in both my legs...given the immobility for the past 3 weeks I think it is not that bad a run though.

BUT this is definitely the BEST 10km I've ran. it was quite spectacular and a statement to be running along with say.. 9 999 other people? or are there more? I'm not too sure but in a sea of red and everywhere you turn you see red. People running, walking, jogging etc... Music along the scenic route and well,

definitely feels good at the end to cross the finishing line.

:) I'm a happy runner for now.



Ok, anyway who wants to run the stan chart 1/2 marathon at the end of the yr?

I have foresight.

ça va être fatigant.

Although it's only Saturday (or early Sunday morning), I'm already feeling the fatigue of the coming week.

It is going to be tiring.

:(

First day at school...

First official lesson day in school after a loooooooonnnnnnnnnng break, and it rained. It drizzled actually. but well, it was wet. thankfully I was in jeans and shoes (somehow I feel overdressed in this attire nowadays when I'm in school). It used to be ok. like ok. but now it is more of.. OKay... geddit?

well anyway, apart from the rain and wet conditions, the moment I stepped outta the shuttle bus, blocked by students desperately attempting to get up the bus to snatch for the void I left behind, I could only step onto a particularly moist and slippery slope.. which result in me slipping slightly, knocking into someon (no idea if it's a guy or girl, well who cares right?)

and then, walking to class and being blocked by people of all colours. Well, today I wasn't in cap like yesterday (where I went to school to buy coursepacks etc)... and well, I was still mostly avoiding glances as I'm not too used to my looks yet and well, it's still in the process of recovery and hence.. not that natural looking yet. I swear if they are all webcasted I would stay at home to study. Why why why....

Of course I can ask all sorts of questions about why my eyelids are born this way, why born w single eyelids that have eyelashes that grow in such manner that cause me to have inconveniences little people have a hint of...etc etc etc. But come to think about it, I've been pretty positive (or non-chalant) about it. My life, my choice. Do with what has been given to you. There are people who ask, why? Isnt what you have now good enough? vanity sake? convenience sake? "aiyah, you just want to look good right?"... well, I don't see a need to convince people of what I do to my life. All that matters is, I come to accept the change. Whether people do or otherwise, I've learnt, doesn't really matter. They've no choice. hahahaa

Nah, not into the nagging mood. So anyway, to those who had already started school, all the best in this semester...

Damn the cockroach that just ran past my notes. Drown in the toilet bowl you disgusting lifeless (by now) filthy creature.

alright. post op photos

So Indeed I took some hideous looking photos that probably result in some eeeks and yucks and gosh that looks painful responses.. perhaps a loss of appetite and subsequent phobia of blood and wounds...

Here goes...
But of course, I save the disgusting looking ones for private home use. hehehe








and look what the assessment book says!! hahaha.... *beaming with a childish sense of pride*

Those little black things..

He..... wait.

ok back.
Hello.
sorry, got distracted by those black things that were on my laptop, especially that on the "H" key. Tried to blow it off but it refused to budge. Tried to lift it off but instead left a stain on the keyboard protective sleeve (thank goodness it's there) like a kid has just drew on it with a 2B pencil.

Started screening around suspiciously and aha! indeed there were more of those on my laptop and around the desk! EVEN on my body! So irritating it appears to be. eeeks

yes, and those black things come once a year, creeping into your house via your house windows along with the very much welcomed light afternoon breeze..and this is the time of the year of which it appears ritually. Yes. precisely because it is a ritual. Neighbours burning incense and offerings at the common area...

No doubt I like the smell of it, this familiarity, this nostalgia of childhood where I was personally and actively involved in it. And yet, as I age, or rather, as I mature and become more independant, this, alongside with many activities that once bound me to my mum became part of history. Perhaps I should set up a personal museum kind of thing.

So as I had my operation, and the smoke that comes along with the 7th month Hungry Ghost, things get a bit hazy, not forgetting that of the hotspots in Indonesia... (doesn't help staying next to a park) the trees are not doing their job. Well, another reason why things are smoky is bien sur my aunt from hong kong staying in my house and smoking her KENT cigarettes. filling the house with this stench that renders a headache without failure for yours sincerely. bleah.

Things that YOU can hide but not RUN from. especially if you are having a home stay. Quite literally.

Deciphering Dreams

Anyone can explain to me why through these years I keep dreaming that i forget to bring my P.E attire to school?

Hmm.....

I'm not just about swimming

Well, this Olympics, it's not all about swimming...

Cause there's another sport(s) that I'm catching and making me equally excited about...

Volleyball (indoor and beach)...

Synchronised Diving...

Gymnastics!

It's so fun to stay at home.

There's always a first time

It began at 8.50am, and I recall seeing with my blurry vision the clock that hung on the wall right before I as pushed into the surgical operation theatre. I was given sedation and was spoken to and asked a few questions. Commented as a young patient for this sort of surgery. Perhaps I am taking pre-emptive measure...

I don't like injections, but had to be poked on my left hand right before the fingers in order for the sedation to work. Surprisingly, I don't know how they do it to make my eyes area numb though it was injected via my hand. Science is weird.

Anyway, drifted in and out of sleep and could feel the doctor and his assistants talking, discussing, gossiping, and well, snipping the flesh on my eyelids. Yes, the snipping of the surgical scissors... *snip snip snip* freaky i know but true. after some time (god knows how long) I heard 'ok, stictch up'...

and I was transferred from the operating table on the push-bed or whatever you call that and transferred to the recovery suite... where I was given porridge and tea (my choice)... well, they switched off the lights, placed some cool pads for my eyes to aid the healing process against swelling. Well, i took some photos but well, since they are potentially disturbing, Well, perhaps next time I'll post it up.

We'll see. In the meantime, I'll be staying at home. Please do not visit me at my place as I really do not wish to face the world in this state. you can always entertain me by sms or email. I should be limiting my time spent in front of the computer as well. too bad I won't be able to see the splendour of the fireworks this year. Well, hearing beats nothing right? hmm, anyway, had to walk around the house with half of what I have with my eyes...

Definitely, it was some kinda experience to be pushed into the surgery. I think I remember last night having consisitently images and vision of the surgery during my sleep even though I tried to sleep late in order to fall into deep sleep sooner. Didn't work.

alright, just a post for you guys out there who are concerned.

Thanks. Concern appreciated.

Deep breaths

DEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeePPPPPPppppp Breaths..

Everything will be alright.

Fighting for what?

A part of me has definitely been removed and destroyed. No matter what, I'm fighting a losing battle, if it even exists to begin with.

I need to get over this fact.

Emotional Concoction

Not sad. Just not over-the-moon happy that's all.

Totally nothing to do with Shopping.

Shoppers alert. I'm pretty damn sure you are familiar with this feeling that you cannot suppress within you that something has caught your attention and well, you just know that you cannot bloody not do anything about it! Regrets will definitely fill your mind and your sinking heart if you just don't get that one particular item (whether it is practicality or necessity or well, just up to my mood or impulse, it doesn't matter)...

hmmm... the point is, (no, i'ven't faced that problem with shopping recently)... just thinking about more general issues in life about everything that surrounds us. There are issues, subjects, topics or whatever else words you can substitute it with, that surround our lives every single moment. And well, you breathe it, you feel it, you live through it. That's life, choices. But once you fail to make a choice, the next step in life has already been changed before you know it. Yup, before you even THINK of it being changed, your failure to notice it has already warrant a change.

Today, there was this choice, this decision that I stuck to which I may come to regret, or well, serves to remind me that I am alive and kicking with emotions. (though kicking is not exactly the word I know.. hehe)

so, again I'm going to use this line from that advertisement... (tell me if I infringe any copyright and i'll remove this quote!!!)

"When was the last time you did something for the first time?"

Me? I think I want to do something for the first time soon... don't know what, don't know when but I'll cross that imaginery line and well, do something.

Anyway, have a good National Day holiday coming up and yup,

Happy Birthday to this motherland of ours.

=)



《升》

unprotected fun.

just like the past 3 days of this week...
Ever took the time within these few days that passed to tilt your head upwards to observe the sky? It's cloudless.

utopia for the tanoholics like myself indeed..
infernal damnation for those desperately shielding their pearly white skin from the sun by staying indoor for as long as time possibly permits.

though one thing I really cannot stand is the beads of perspiration that form up neatly along the 'railway lines' of my forehead.. and bien sur not forgetting those that line along the neck.. and well.. the rest you figure yourself.

point here is. something is wrong. I think I am not as hardcore as I thought I am. I do not linger around the edges of the pool as long as others, neither do I actually have that much patience for the slow, dreading process of toasting oneself that spans over usually say... 3hours or thereabout?

this sun i'm sure will not last long given the unpredictability of the weather nowadays (i wonder how those forecasters stay in job). then again, if it is unpredicatable, how can I be sure that it will not last long?.. hmmm weird statement.

Within me actually, i feel this boost of self confidence, a slight sense of having a leaner bod and a whiter, brighter smile when the rest of the body dulls in comparison. perhaps it's a matter of perspectives hur? Well, what matters is that I do feel better after soaking up some sun and swimming those lard away. this being appropriate since i'm a pig. something I'm proud of by the way.

so moral of the story, if you do not mind playing while being unprotected, and yet going away with a satisfying post-activity sensation that engulfs you... try sun-tanning..

but of course, I go about it with full protection. armed with the right tools and kits. ;)

get it before you missed it.