Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Alas! I have completed my greatest project! I have written a novel! Without further ado, I bring you pictures:
You like?
You like?
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Oh man am i unfit. I can't run no more... I've clocked a consistant 12:30 for the past few attempts. I guess that means i'm getting a letter of warning. Not that it matters anyways(refering to the letter of warning ~ I am very afraid of getting obease).
For the past few days my mind has been on one phenomenon, one that I have encountered many times already. Its the strange feeling you get when you look at someone you know but you can't seem to recognise, almost as if discovering that that person had a second face that you didn't know about. This is not triggered by action or event... sometimes if you look hard enough or just look at someone at a different angle... its just different. And freaky. Or funny.
Don't blame me if I start laughing at you for no reason.
I'm not in the mood to do anything else but slack (something which I am proficient at). I can almost count the days when I am free of my current obligations and hope for the day when I can embrace my motherland. Soon, I'd regain most of my grammar and vocabulary to show what I consider as a good day for me.
My primary school teacher is right. I should write a book on excuses and reason for not doing important stuff. It'd be a bestseller.
For the past few days my mind has been on one phenomenon, one that I have encountered many times already. Its the strange feeling you get when you look at someone you know but you can't seem to recognise, almost as if discovering that that person had a second face that you didn't know about. This is not triggered by action or event... sometimes if you look hard enough or just look at someone at a different angle... its just different. And freaky. Or funny.
Don't blame me if I start laughing at you for no reason.
I'm not in the mood to do anything else but slack (something which I am proficient at). I can almost count the days when I am free of my current obligations and hope for the day when I can embrace my motherland. Soon, I'd regain most of my grammar and vocabulary to show what I consider as a good day for me.
My primary school teacher is right. I should write a book on excuses and reason for not doing important stuff. It'd be a bestseller.
Friday, April 15, 2005
"Xiao di di, you mei you liang kuai qian ke yi jie wo ma? Wo mei you qian da di tie hui jia"
So as I was waiting for the train at the train platform, this old guy with giant specs staggered up to me and asked me that question. I guessed I looked at him for a bit and without much thought, replied. Then he walked away. Somewhere. I didn't care until a second or so later. It was too late.
I am weak.
Today was another IPPT retest. I'm still aching from the sudden burst of physical exertion two days back. I passed the initial four static stations with relative ease, relative being just able to pass. So it all boiled down to the 2.4 km run, which I failed again.
What was interesting was that during the run, there was this girl (who was part of my detail as we were doing the static stations) who was encouraging me when I was starting to slow down at my final round(something along the lines of "Don't slow down"). This meant that she was right beside me. And she started the run at the same time. The fact that she was going to overtake me was like a stab to my ego. Needless to say, I gave all my strength to sprint down the remaining length of the lap (nearly killed me though).
I thought about that incident throughout the boring afternoon in the office and realised that though almost losing to a girl proves that my physical well being is compromised, the greater surprise was that she would actually encourage a total stranger.
As I have stated, I am weak and I need to learn.
So as I was waiting for the train at the train platform, this old guy with giant specs staggered up to me and asked me that question. I guessed I looked at him for a bit and without much thought, replied. Then he walked away. Somewhere. I didn't care until a second or so later. It was too late.
I am weak.
Today was another IPPT retest. I'm still aching from the sudden burst of physical exertion two days back. I passed the initial four static stations with relative ease, relative being just able to pass. So it all boiled down to the 2.4 km run, which I failed again.
What was interesting was that during the run, there was this girl (who was part of my detail as we were doing the static stations) who was encouraging me when I was starting to slow down at my final round(something along the lines of "Don't slow down"). This meant that she was right beside me. And she started the run at the same time. The fact that she was going to overtake me was like a stab to my ego. Needless to say, I gave all my strength to sprint down the remaining length of the lap (nearly killed me though).
I thought about that incident throughout the boring afternoon in the office and realised that though almost losing to a girl proves that my physical well being is compromised, the greater surprise was that she would actually encourage a total stranger.
As I have stated, I am weak and I need to learn.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
I guess I broke my promise again. Blogging after work is tiring stuff... and so are the rest of the constructive things I could be doing with my time at home.
Yesterday I failed IPPT without surprise. For the past year or more, I have not done any physical trainings to keep up my previously healthy lifestyle.
Its hard to post regularly if you don't have anything important to say...
I guess what i can really add on is from my friend dan:
"Hey it's darius! Since not many know you, I'll do an intro for you! This guy is so weird, he makes weird people look normal... Ok not really but I felt like saying that. His house is really freaky though.. A complex maze with beds everywhere good setting for a horror movie."
Thanx Dan. I love my clan.
Yesterday I failed IPPT without surprise. For the past year or more, I have not done any physical trainings to keep up my previously healthy lifestyle.
Its hard to post regularly if you don't have anything important to say...
I guess what i can really add on is from my friend dan:
"Hey it's darius! Since not many know you, I'll do an intro for you! This guy is so weird, he makes weird people look normal... Ok not really but I felt like saying that. His house is really freaky though.. A complex maze with beds everywhere good setting for a horror movie."
Thanx Dan. I love my clan.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
*WARNING SCROLL SLOWLY TO GET MAXIMUM LAUGHAGE*
Funny stuff i saw today:
Funny stuff i saw today:
Monday, April 11, 2005
As part of my hopes of making up for all those weeks of not writing on my blog, i shall commence on a 7 day blogging spreee. Starting from this post. Hopefully they'd all contain thoughtful ramblings, and not some mindless babble.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
I have fallen into a state of rest and i can't seem to wake myself from it. Kinda like those kind of nightmares where you are fully concious of yourself but you're unable to do anything but just look on.
NS doesn't mean anything anymore. Instead, it is replaced by a routine i perform every weekday until the day when someone tells me its enough, gives me back my pink card thingy and tells me to FO. I scarcely note the similarity between these days and of those when i was still schooling.
0800 - Reach work
0930 - Morning Break
1030 - Return from Morning Break
1130 - Lunch Break
1330 - Lunch Break unoffically ends ( when the superiors start barking)
1500 - Afternoon Break
1600 - Mind drifts off to prepare for the end of the day
1630 to 1800 - Work ends
Everything inbetween, I choose not to care. They rarely mean anything anyways.
On another note, I'm getting fat. Thats right folks, The-One-Who-Eats-Like-A-Person-Twice-His-Size, Yours Truely has begun to have grown some thing resembling of a spare tire. I guess I should try this foreign concept of "excercising".
NS doesn't mean anything anymore. Instead, it is replaced by a routine i perform every weekday until the day when someone tells me its enough, gives me back my pink card thingy and tells me to FO. I scarcely note the similarity between these days and of those when i was still schooling.
0800 - Reach work
0930 - Morning Break
1030 - Return from Morning Break
1130 - Lunch Break
1330 - Lunch Break unoffically ends ( when the superiors start barking)
1500 - Afternoon Break
1600 - Mind drifts off to prepare for the end of the day
1630 to 1800 - Work ends
Everything inbetween, I choose not to care. They rarely mean anything anyways.
On another note, I'm getting fat. Thats right folks, The-One-Who-Eats-Like-A-Person-Twice-His-Size, Yours Truely has begun to have grown some thing resembling of a spare tire. I guess I should try this foreign concept of "excercising".
