Monday, July 30, 2007

Give and take for granted

It sucks to have your kindness taken for granted and your trust trapmled on the ground like it never mattered. It's ridiculous how you have to beg someone to pay you back your money. The pain and stupidity of emptying my bank account for people is still fresh, and boy does it sting.

Moral of the story: It doesn't pay to be kind.

O$P$

Friday, July 27, 2007

Don't endure the pain, enjoy it.

I choose to run my own race, fight my own battles and live my own life; and not run others' race, fight their battles and live their lives.

Once again I say, pain is good. Pain is what my muscles need. Grow muscles, GROW!

Monday, July 23, 2007

A lifestyle

The Iron never lies to you. You can walk outside and listen to all kinds of talk, get told that you're a god or a total bastard. The Iron will always kick you in the real deal. The Iron is the great reference point, the all-knowing perspective giver, always there like a beacon in the pitch black. I have found the iron to be my greatest friend. It never freaks out on me, never runs. Friends may come and go. But two hundred pounds is always two hundred pounds.
— Henry Rollins

Very true indeed...

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Of twists and turns

In the things that we expect, there's always a little twist, a little turn, causing the outcome to be something totally unexpected. The little things that make all the difference.

If only I could grasp that little thing.

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Good ol' days

Saturday, July 14, 2007

An ode to squats

Way down this road, in a gym far away,
A young man was once heard to say,
"I've repped high and I've repped low, No matter what I do, my legs won't grow"
He tried leg extensions, leg curls, and leg presses too
Trying to cheat, these sissy workouts he'd do.
From the corner of the gym where the BIG men train,
Through a cloud of chalk and the midst of pain
Where the big iron rides high and threatens lives,
Where the noise is made with big forty-fives,
A deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees,
A very big man with legs like trees.
Laughing as he snatched another plate from the stack
Chalking his hands and monstrous back, said,
"Boy, stop lying and don't say you've forgotten,
The trouble with you is you ain't been SQUATTIN'." — DALE CLARK, 1983

Thursday, July 05, 2007

UP FUCK THE SHUT

Seriously man, some people really need to learn to shut up and keep comments to themselves. Today, I was gymmed with KUM XIA(code name). And that guy has the biggest mouth in the whole wide world man. He keeps talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking cock. 'wah james your biceps very big ah! *touches my biceps while I'm doing bicep curls*', 'eh 10kg each side too light la (he couldn't even hit 8 reps with 10kg on each side)', 'eh james you do this for what? no use one la blah blah blah blah'

My biceps big ah? Your mouth also very big leh. Your mouth is so big you can eat yourself inside out you dickhead. And when he touched my biceps, I knew there was something wrong with that fagg. Get away from me homo!

Today was pretty alright, besides the fact that I gymmed with some gay ass fagg.

Sunday, July 01, 2007

iStupid

Engineering mathematics: 95
Electrical technology: 85
Engineering drawing: 74
Engineering materials: 48(KNNBCCB!)