Death Race

this post has got nth to do w/ th movie shown in theaters.
read on if u think im not trying to waste your precious minutes.

gahhh, didn't get the chance of busting into the gym over the weekends and i feel kinda sh!ty now.
promos are coming and i can't seem to get motivated to mug, let alone reading my lecture notes.
i srsly wish for a miracle, and somehow i have this strong urge to study for my o's more than my promos.
but miracles dont come That often, it happens only once in a blue moon, and the moon tonight is still same old Silver colour.
it was my choice to stay in MI, and i have to make use of every opportunity i can get my hands on, be it academically or non-academically.
well, its been a good habit for me nowadays to hit the gym often, and my fingertips hurt more often becuz im on my acoustic whenever i can find time for it.

no, dont get me wrong, im not sad, neither am i moody. im all th more not crestfallen.
i juz got to my senses that time flies too quickly and i have limited time to pull my socks up.
for now, im gonna focus my attention on one thing and the rest can wait; im not neglecting other things, im juz chucking them aside for the time being.
im gonna focus on my STUDIES. esp my o's, now i have this urge in me, to leave this damned place and embark on a brand new journey, a journey to where i'll get what i want, a DIP in Business( of a any application, and i cross my fingers it'll be business studies or business IT)

i can say its been a wild goose chase for me in MI, i dont even have th simplest idea of what i wanna achieve in MI, or let alone, setting my own targets.
call me an underachiever and i'll say u're overestimating me.
rugby and studies, im srsly proficient at neither.
yes, passing infatuations and the urge to start new flings come and go all the time, cuz this is MI, this is where i feel that i have really matured mentally.
yes, i might look like i dont thake things srsly, but truth is, its alr been a permanent impression of me to all of you.
i have this fear, this fear of losing things and losing my confidence. so, i hardly take things for granted. i mean what i say, i say what i mean( only applies to things im cocksure of).
i also have this occasionally feeling of guilt in me which i hate the most, it affects my decision-making, and most of the time, this guilt in me drives me to the wrong path, and from there on, i regret my decision.


11 years of education, never was there a single year i feel proud of the results i attained.

finally,
to all of you friends who were reading this post, form the cockles of heart,
Thank You.
Blood is Thicker Than Wood.

Fairytale Friday.

math w/ mrs. leong was killing me. BLEAH!
my hunger was killing me. BLEAH!
fongmaymayfong beside me was killing me overturning my pencil box in 3 separate times and i had to arrange them nicely. BLEAH!

sarcastically, lemon tea w/ chicken drumstick bone and a hellopanda biscuit tasted heavenly.
my lunch was fantastic. UHH!

it felt as if there was a piece of dark cloud hovering on top of me, and going home w/ a heavy heart made it worst. ):




it began drizzling in the mid-evening, and that was when i headed to the gym. :D

i was pleasantly surprised and satisfied that i was able to complete my 5sets today. (:
i endured the 5sets w/ my yet-to-be healed left arm. (:
the weather wasn't as hot, and this encouraged me further to complete my workout routine. (:




to Whom It May Concern: thank you so much for your kind understanding, and allowed me to get It off my chest. (:
and im Sorry for my impulsiveness, i know, It takes time. =p

to D: suck ballz homie (:










TINY VESSELS( in a good way)
MAPS(:

uhhhhhh, strained left arm.

im quite honoured to announce one of my achievements this week (this TUESDAY to be exact), i managed to do 5 sets of my own formulated of routine workout!

one set consists of:
20 forward-push machine thingy,
20 back-muscle machine thingy,
20 chest expansion machine thingy,
and,
30 sit-ups (:

i hit the gym todae, w/ my strained left arm and th maximum i could do was only 2 full sets.
uhh, saddening but motivating,
I WILL SUCCEED WHEN MY ARM GETS BETTER!

PEOPLE PRAY THAT MY ARM WILL HEAL ASAP! :D
gna get my dad to massage my arm for me, since he's an aspiring tcm physician =p

and hell yeh, im still on my protein shakes diet, well it doesn't make me grow any slimer, it makes me bigger instead.

But this is my goal, to be uber big, buffed and




BEEFY! (:

Rush Hour: Split Second

i had never done this b4, and i really don't mind doing it again.
well, in fact, i would love do it all the time!

it was 10mins b4 Raj's miserable one-period ECONS, and it was then that we started to play bball. and we continued to play until the bell had gone, but we didn't stop, we took another 5mins.

we realized it was kinda late alr, so we made a mad rush to the container classrm hoping that Raj had not stepped into the class yet(he has this policy that says that anyone that comes into class later than him is deem late). and we alr had 2 cases which we were late.
and we certainly Hate detention.

we reached there juz in the nick of time, he wasn't there yet, so it gave us an opportunity to put on our uniforms, since we were still in PE attire.(he also has this other policy that we Must be in Proper sch u to be in his class, like wth)

Raj walked it soon after we changed,
MK was halfway struggling to get his pe shirt outta his uniform w/ his shorts on
Shaun successfully changed his top frm shirt to uniform
Siyuan and Yours Faithfully?
we were suffering heatstroke, we wore the whole uni over our PE attire.

and Raj said he loved our class for full strength properly attired , for the 2nd time, as far i can recall.

Transatlanticism; Minerva

so i said that my week was a fruitful one, here's a lil sneak peak for YOU, YOU and yes, YOU!

Monday:

-had my 1st ever acupuncture treatment, due to the ache of my left leg.
-had 5-6 needles poked through my skin.
-had a good 1st time impression on acupuncture; don't mind coming coming back for more.

Tuesday:

-had a long day in school; ends at 1725.
-still thinking bout how courageous i was on Monday for accepting acupuncture (:
-stinging ache on my leg still lingers

Wednesday:

-was a short day
-went for chemtuition expecting eye feast( st. margs girls), but turned out only 2 came
-and i was early for tuition, i arrived 10mins late
-how ironic =p
-those girls were late actually, by 1/2 hour
-thought of going for acupuncture again, leg still aches

Thursday:

-went for 2nd acupuncture treatment
-this time, 7-8 needles; cuz i was too tensed
-physician instructed not to take cold drinks, and don't over-exercise( he claims that i do, i won't deny :D)
-medication prescribed
-felt kinda good after the treatment

Friday[HAPPY 17th JOANNA!]:

-went kboxing w/ teamrocket( affectionately known to me as)
-left earlier and headed to Borders
-and got the exact metal pencil box as Jo as promised, it was a bdae present (:
-went home w/ a smile on my face

Saturday:

-had chemtuition in the afternoon
-had adamrd. nasi lemak for lunch, one word: heavenly
-gave Pinay's 2nd party a miss cuz im grounded( I'm Sorry Pinay! :D)
-went to the gym at night, feeling kinda shiok now
-muscles haven't ache yet though

Tmr:

-gna have guitar lessons in the morn'
-and chinesetuition in the aftnoon
-prollie gna gym at night





To Jonny: My deepest condolences. Stiffen up boy, and don't look back w/ regrets.

check back for updates (:

its been a fruitful week i say.

This SH!T here is Definitely Better than SGGirls!

presenting my mobmobmob teacher Mr. E Chew, affectionately known as EATCHIU!

he's th guy on the background w/ the cock-parting/coolest hairstyle( or Hawk-Mo, according to Mengkian).

he's a goddamn patient man, and he's helluva lenient, in terms of handling up of hmwk( and im NOT shitting any of you here).

he took over Mr. Raj from th beginning of this term, and i haven't realli been a good boy since.

i hope i can excel in MOB w/ his guidance, for he is one nice guy/teacher.

things change rapidly, so the above description u see here might not necessarily be true in the near future( ironically, i hope things will change; for the better).




oh, and one last thing,

I'M NOT CARRYING HIS BALLS.

Bohemian Rhapsody

i went to this clothing warehouse sale in panpacific hotel today.

aka Inhabit(being the name of the store i reckon) Sale.

it had brands i was so unfamiliar w/, like Rock Republic and J& Co. lots and lots of brands that i even questioned myself if they were even genuine or not. but by looking at the price tags, i Knew for sure they were Designer Goods.

price ranged from a hundred to 10 hundred. but the upside was that they were all on SALE! yeh, up to 90%! so i eventually got this fitting pair of sleek designer jeans fom J& co. which was on 60% sale, it costed my Mum 153bucks( intially 370bucks WOAH!)

ok, here comes my point:

i saw this considerably good-looking bunch of boho girls w/ their mums. i suddenly had this feeling of shame for i was wearing the beijing shirt today( in no intention to sham th olympics!). and i saw many good looking pple shopping for clothes juz like i was doing.

i then thought to myself, "eddy eddy u's gotta cut down on food and buff up if u want girlfriends that look This hott, and stop wearing roundneck tees, start wearing polo tees mum bought for you"
"and u better be ready for clubbing on your next bdae, u better look good half naked by then since ure a rugger"

yeh, it was motivating and all, and i know i wanna look juz like an a-list hollywood superstar,


BEEFY.

neighbours,

OKAY!

i'll start linking pple(:
tag me to link you!

ONETHIRD

MI Mart was:
-tiring
-memorable
-educational
-exhilarating
-overwhelming
-AWESOME!

we made sales of 744 bucks but our cost was sky high so the profits werent that satisfying(srsly!), and i learnt a lesson on selling:

PRICE ADJUSTMENTS.

Dyslexia

is considered to be a learning disability. It manifests primarily as a difficulty with written language, particularly with reading and spelling. It is separate and distinct from reading difficulties resulting from other causes, such as a non-neurological deficiency with vision or hearing, or from poor or inadequate reading instruction.Evidence also suggests that dyslexia results from differences in how the brain processes written and/or spoken language. Although dyslexia is the result of a neurological difference, it is not an intellectual disability. Dyslexia occurs at all levels of intelligence. -wikipedia.com





and smtimes i wonder if im really dyslexic or juz pure dumb.




i screwed my midyrs up