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I wonder now that Ive submitted another article to STForums, am I allowed to republish it here in my blog... hmmm.. maybe not.. maybe I'll just wait for it to be published and I'll just post the link here! wheee! =D

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of course assuming they actually do use it..

hmmm. =\

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So ive signed up for the Standard Charted Marathon. Oh yeaa. lets keep this pace going. Soon it'll be time for the Adidas Sundown Ultramarathon. 2010, heerree we go.

losing the benefit of your doubt

losing the benefit of your doubt

by Rishik V. Menon

a movie!

a party!

you make it sound so easy to faall in love

another weekend spend your evening chilling drinking

pizza!

some coffee!

maybe you could teach me your insincere

methods dear im losing faith in hopeful waiting

almost there

almost here

almost almost gonna see her

almost certain

almost sure

almost means "you'll never make it"!

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To be continued...

Johari's window to Gordan's knot

4 years ago marc asked me what was the most superficial thing i cared about in people. and the answer was their voice.

im not sure how true it still holds. But i do know this.

I think I fell in love when I heard "Funhouse" by Pink.

God thats what I call a fucking sexy voice.

Invigoratingly alluring.

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on another note.

Jesse McCartney has gone the way of Justin Timberlake. His voice has turned black.

"leavin" and "how do you sleep".

so i must admit it of course.

guilty as charged.

i liikee.

tum de dum.. im off.

run, read, write, shoot.. watch.. and listen..

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Reading keane. sweet book.

call your shawty tell him you found a new man

midnight reveille

by shik

I lost my bike today

ever happened to you

one day you lock it

leave it at the bicycle stand, could be anywhere

maybe at the bus interchange. maybe under the block.

point is... you did what you could to keep it safe.

but in spite of all your efforts

chain and key are no match for the world

the world does that to you

it made me walk home pulling my hair in frustration

it made me send spiteful messages which i regreted almost at once

it made me hungry

it made me selfish

it made me take a cab

it made me think about you as I walked.

bikes are stolen all over singapore everyday

and i swear syndicates of thieves are behind these abductions

the bikes that are left unattended are bigger targets than the rest

unattended

this is where love forgot to come home

where love went for a walk on his own accord, and

love decided he could take a chance with chain and key

love isnt safe from the world

and every now and then

love too gets stolen

abducted

by individuals or maybe teams (if you believe in those conspiracies)

i walk home at night with no means to travel

but im still walking in the light

it sucks oh believe me it does la

but bo pian lor

life goes on in spite of the world

and if you can pull yourself together

your gonna find that

"fuck! fuck! im never gonna buy a bike again! ever!"

isnt quite..the most well thought out reaction..

the means to buy yourself another bike

aint lost. its there alright.

just gotta give it some time to make it work

and till then, i have one more reason to borrow my mom's car.

if one day, you come home looking for your bike

and find its not there, i want you to know

that you can call me.

a scream will let it all out,

so yell and cry that pain and useless feeling of helplessness

into that phone

so maybe the world might

overhear our communion

and how losing our bikes doesnt mean we are alone