I shall stop lying to myself.... I have grown fat. Really fat!
I decided I need to get some sun and swimming is the best way to get it. I went to search for my trunks and upon trying it on....I found it was too tight for me! Too small!
NOOOOooooooooo
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Sunday, June 26, 2005
After so long...
It seems like ages since I had met up with my relatives. We use to meet every weekend as my aunties love to go shopping and the kids will get drag along. As we grow older, the kids have their own friends and no longer tag along with the oldies.
I had the good fortune of having an off day on a Saturday. Being the sentimental fool, I requested for lunch with my aunties. It became a family outing like last time, met up with my cousins, aunts and uncle for lunch. We chatted, laughed, joked and talked abt old times. I start to see the little signs of aging my aunties are going through, but they are still as jovial.
It was a really good day. I am glad I set aside the time for it and appreciated my aunties and cousins who did it too. I hope there will be many more to come.
I had the good fortune of having an off day on a Saturday. Being the sentimental fool, I requested for lunch with my aunties. It became a family outing like last time, met up with my cousins, aunts and uncle for lunch. We chatted, laughed, joked and talked abt old times. I start to see the little signs of aging my aunties are going through, but they are still as jovial.
It was a really good day. I am glad I set aside the time for it and appreciated my aunties and cousins who did it too. I hope there will be many more to come.
Friday, June 24, 2005
Abrasion
Just some days back, I felt a sting on my nipples. Damn, I had nipple abrasion again. I use to think that maybe I have sensitive nipples. Upon furthur thought, I realise is the singlet that I wore for workout. The last few times I had such an ailment, I was wearing the same singlet for a workout. I guess its the wettness and action it was involved. It is very irritating....Arghh!
I would take a picture of my abused nipple, but u people will just puke. I shall spare you all from it and let me suffer in silence. Sore nipples is not fun!
Bleh!!!
I would take a picture of my abused nipple, but u people will just puke. I shall spare you all from it and let me suffer in silence. Sore nipples is not fun!
Bleh!!!
Monday, June 20, 2005
Unsung Hero
He is the one who silently reads his newspaper and watch the news. He is the one who never fails to provide for the family. He shows his love and concern in different and subtle ways. He acts like the traditional man of the house, but occassionally showing pretty forward thinking.
Times may be bad, but he still works endlessly. He has my respect for what he has done. Thanks for everything.
Times may be bad, but he still works endlessly. He has my respect for what he has done. Thanks for everything.
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Simple Pleasures
It has been a long time since I last played tennis, due to work and my hitting partner was injured. Today we finally went to hit some balls. I realise it is theraputic, the simple action of hitting the ball back and forth. The sun was blasting at full force, limiting the time spend on court to abt 1.5hrs. But it was great fun. I hope I became at least 1-2 shades darker. I lost my tan, look a little wussy!
My niece came to our place while my sister and her husband went to do some packing. I came home in the late afternoon and was tasked to look after her while my mum went to cook. I laid her down on my bed, gave her the pacifier, threw a hanky for her to play and lie down beside her. I was looking at her entertaining herself when I fell asleep. I opened my eyes abt 15mins later to find little Anastasia also had her eyes closed...lost in dreamland. What a way to make a baby sleep. Anyway, Happy 3 mth old girl!
My niece came to our place while my sister and her husband went to do some packing. I came home in the late afternoon and was tasked to look after her while my mum went to cook. I laid her down on my bed, gave her the pacifier, threw a hanky for her to play and lie down beside her. I was looking at her entertaining herself when I fell asleep. I opened my eyes abt 15mins later to find little Anastasia also had her eyes closed...lost in dreamland. What a way to make a baby sleep. Anyway, Happy 3 mth old girl!
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
What use
What use if I try to jog at least twice a week when I continue to gorge myself silly. Sigh...it is hard to get in shape! How did I manage to get myself from an obese kid to an acceptable weight.
I am getting old, I no longer recover as fast as last time. I no longer have the mental strength. I no longer want to push myself!
It sucks when your mum say you look fat.
I am getting old, I no longer recover as fast as last time. I no longer have the mental strength. I no longer want to push myself!
It sucks when your mum say you look fat.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Sunday, June 12, 2005
It has been a long time
It has been ages since I stepped into a club. My old friends decided to meet up at dbl O for a drink yesterday. I went to meet up with the guys and realised the crowd has changed since the last time I went. Even the music has changed. They were playing retro and it seem like the mambo dudes from Zouk decided to invade dbl O with their cool moves. It was entertaining. The drinks were more than enough. The music was ok. But the company was great.
As usual, in clubs you will meet new people, Friend's friend etc. I realise you meet people with the same problems and they just want to TRY and forget about it for just one night. They want to let the music and alcohol run through them as they escape from reality. In the end, they try to numb their senses with lots of drinks. Is life really that difficult?
Anyway, I am not getting any younger. I think I have enough of drinking and clubbing for another 6 months.
As usual, in clubs you will meet new people, Friend's friend etc. I realise you meet people with the same problems and they just want to TRY and forget about it for just one night. They want to let the music and alcohol run through them as they escape from reality. In the end, they try to numb their senses with lots of drinks. Is life really that difficult?
Anyway, I am not getting any younger. I think I have enough of drinking and clubbing for another 6 months.
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
The proof
I was sitting down at the coffee shop talking to a good friend. We realise we know each other for 17 years, from primary 1. I am pretty old eh!
But the proof that I am old....I am sitting at the coffee shop, chatting and drinking kopi.
Anyway, here is something for that special friend....
For the times you were there
For the times you smile when I went cranky
For the times you listened
For many more times....
Thanks
But the proof that I am old....I am sitting at the coffee shop, chatting and drinking kopi.
Anyway, here is something for that special friend....
For the times you were there
For the times you smile when I went cranky
For the times you listened
For many more times....
Thanks
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Friday, June 03, 2005
Something is wrong
I realise that the some people's idea of correct actions are very different from the common people. Either they seriously think they are right or they got hit on the head too many times.
1) I was doing my business in the urinal at Raffles City where a pretty old guy came and use the one beside mine. There is an unspoken rule u try to leave a empty urinal to the guy who is already there. So I was a little uncomfortable with that guy who choose to use the urinal beside mine where there are so many free. Next think I know, the guy was blatently staring at my private part. He did not use the corner of his eye, he peered over, head slanting towards me. I was so shocked I did not know what to do. The next time someone do that to me, I will bend over, look at his and laugh! (if u get what I mean)
2) My friend saw a guy peeing into the basin where we wash out hands. What the heck....
3) My friend (same guy above...I think he attracts the weirdo) say a guy wanking in a public toilet's urinal. He even look around at people around him....I wonder what he is thinking of as he was self-pleasuring himself.
I can go on and on, but I decided to tell u the shocking ones. Something is seriously wrong with the world.
1) I was doing my business in the urinal at Raffles City where a pretty old guy came and use the one beside mine. There is an unspoken rule u try to leave a empty urinal to the guy who is already there. So I was a little uncomfortable with that guy who choose to use the urinal beside mine where there are so many free. Next think I know, the guy was blatently staring at my private part. He did not use the corner of his eye, he peered over, head slanting towards me. I was so shocked I did not know what to do. The next time someone do that to me, I will bend over, look at his and laugh! (if u get what I mean)
2) My friend saw a guy peeing into the basin where we wash out hands. What the heck....
3) My friend (same guy above...I think he attracts the weirdo) say a guy wanking in a public toilet's urinal. He even look around at people around him....I wonder what he is thinking of as he was self-pleasuring himself.
I can go on and on, but I decided to tell u the shocking ones. Something is seriously wrong with the world.
Hobbies...
As a kid, people always told me to have a hobby I can occupy myself with (Maybe they were just trying to get me out of their face). I remember reading books about people collecting all sorts of things when I was young. I remember having show and tell session. I remember writing about my hobbies.
While finding some handphone bills, I stumbled upon my collection of stamps, phone cards and MRT tickets. I stared at the books, my fingers running through the cover as I reminisce about the times I was so enthralled by them. It really brought a smile to me as I flipped through my collection.
I started collecting stamps just to have a hobby and it was the easiest to start. My mum provided me with the necessary knowledge with the removal of stamps from the envelope. I was not interested in the value or history behind the stamps, I just like seeing the pictures on them. I come to realise they form a little part of my childhood and I treasure them more after today.
My uncle gave me a bunch of phone cards one day. He got them from his job at the airport, people just left the cards after using them for long distance calls. I started collecting them out of convenience. I like them more since they are practically non existent in our life today. Handphone has pushed it to near extinction. I still have one in my wallet though, for the rainy days.
I thank my mum for helping me with my hobbies I had as a kid. I grew out of it, but she still help me with my collection. As I look at my collection, I come to appreciate what it has given me - memories of the past.
While finding some handphone bills, I stumbled upon my collection of stamps, phone cards and MRT tickets. I stared at the books, my fingers running through the cover as I reminisce about the times I was so enthralled by them. It really brought a smile to me as I flipped through my collection.
I started collecting stamps just to have a hobby and it was the easiest to start. My mum provided me with the necessary knowledge with the removal of stamps from the envelope. I was not interested in the value or history behind the stamps, I just like seeing the pictures on them. I come to realise they form a little part of my childhood and I treasure them more after today.
My uncle gave me a bunch of phone cards one day. He got them from his job at the airport, people just left the cards after using them for long distance calls. I started collecting them out of convenience. I like them more since they are practically non existent in our life today. Handphone has pushed it to near extinction. I still have one in my wallet though, for the rainy days.
I thank my mum for helping me with my hobbies I had as a kid. I grew out of it, but she still help me with my collection. As I look at my collection, I come to appreciate what it has given me - memories of the past.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
The War
2.20pm:
The bi-annual war has come again. I laid the weapons down carefully on the table and started to connect my trusty mouse and laptop and ran my fingers through it.
2.25pm:
I loaded the pages and took a deep breadth as I waited for 2.30pm.
2.28pm:
I shivered in anticipation as I counted down the seconds.
2.29pm:
I furiously keyed "Enter - Enter - Alt F4" again and again...
2.30pm:
I held my breadth as I kept hammering the magic shortcuts onto the keyboard.
2.31pm:
My heart skipped a beat...Why is the screen still showing the error messages? Maybe I got the timing wrong? Did the server crashed? Did my login session ended?
So many thoughts raced through my heads, the battle was going down high....I felt I was being pulverised.
2.32pm:
I almost missed the sudden screen change as I was opening and closing the screen for registration....
"Your subjects were added"
Once again, I am triumphant in my subject registration. I left my tools on the tables as I laid down for a rest. "One more battle to go..." I slowly drifted to sleep.
I know many people have troubles with the NTU subject registration system. But so far, I have been lucky to get all the classes I want except for one (last semester). I even manage to change 3 classes for this semester to get a better schedule. My experience with the system never last longer than 10mins, infact, I am usually done in less than 5mins. Maybe I am blessed, maybe I have good technique, maybe I am just plain lucky.....
2 more years to go in NTU. I don't know how I am going to survive. My life is changing drastically now. So many decisions to make which will alter the usual routine I have for the past 2 years. I am dreading at the time when I need to choose....I am procrastinating again.
The bi-annual war has come again. I laid the weapons down carefully on the table and started to connect my trusty mouse and laptop and ran my fingers through it.
2.25pm:
I loaded the pages and took a deep breadth as I waited for 2.30pm.
2.28pm:
I shivered in anticipation as I counted down the seconds.
2.29pm:
I furiously keyed "Enter - Enter - Alt F4" again and again...
2.30pm:
I held my breadth as I kept hammering the magic shortcuts onto the keyboard.
2.31pm:
My heart skipped a beat...Why is the screen still showing the error messages? Maybe I got the timing wrong? Did the server crashed? Did my login session ended?
So many thoughts raced through my heads, the battle was going down high....I felt I was being pulverised.
2.32pm:
I almost missed the sudden screen change as I was opening and closing the screen for registration....
"Your subjects were added"
Once again, I am triumphant in my subject registration. I left my tools on the tables as I laid down for a rest. "One more battle to go..." I slowly drifted to sleep.
I know many people have troubles with the NTU subject registration system. But so far, I have been lucky to get all the classes I want except for one (last semester). I even manage to change 3 classes for this semester to get a better schedule. My experience with the system never last longer than 10mins, infact, I am usually done in less than 5mins. Maybe I am blessed, maybe I have good technique, maybe I am just plain lucky.....
2 more years to go in NTU. I don't know how I am going to survive. My life is changing drastically now. So many decisions to make which will alter the usual routine I have for the past 2 years. I am dreading at the time when I need to choose....I am procrastinating again.
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