Back in the element!

 
Song of dE-dAy: Still lovin' you - Sonata Artica
 
These few days have been days of conflicting emotions and feelings. A week of revelation and nostalgia. Days of dread and wonderment. Painful and joyful. Uncertain yet confident. Too many things to describe. So little in the way of the "space-time" continium... Haha!
 
Finally after 12 years of schooling and 2 years of serving the army, I am in NUS. The last bastion between myself and the working world. The final sanctum before the furies and merciless realisation of the real Life hits us. Like it or not, I have grown up. Too fast for my liking but a fate i have to accept and live with. And hopefully soon enuf, thrive in it as well.
 
There is more to rejoice about....Faiz is finally back in the fold! It pleases me to know that right now, the Rogues can finally reunite and rekindle the old magic. Though, shermie and me agreed, that we are still going through a time of probabation, I guess things are looking good as it is already. 
 
I finally decided on which modules to take more or less....Decided on Sociology, Political Science, English Language and South-east Asian studies. Have nt decided on the 5th one.  Got to work the final kinks out and then get the bidding ball rolling! Then it will be NUS here I come! "Yeah...that's what I am talking about....Let's get doooowwwwnnnnn to it!!!"
 
Anyway, I have been thinking about life in the long run and finally have come to terms with the possibility of ending up as a bachelor. I guess, what I am feeling can be best expressed in the example of the Star Trek character, Jean-Luc Picard, Captain of the Starfleet vessel, USS-Enterprise-E. The character is a fine human being. Cultured, educated, well-mannered and loved by his crew. Yet he is a bachelor. Sure, he fell in love a few times and there is some form of attraction with Dr Beverly Crusher.
 
Unrestricted by family and commitment, he explores the stars, serving the greater good and living his own life. Basically the crew is his family and commitment. I guess I see myself as the more realistic version of him. Its not that I don't want to settle down. But I have this vibe that I never will. I will continue to be solitary and living my own life. Its sad yet acceptable at the same time.
 
I can imagine myself living in a apartment, inviting the guys over on saturdays for beer and a game of soccer , which they can watch in a projector room with cinema-esque seats. I will have a large collection of Science Fiction books and a cd collection with all my favourite jazz numbers and rock albums. And a room filled with Star Wars and Star Trek memorabilia. I will probably go down to my parents for lunch and dinner during weekends. Take outs on weekdays. I will go for my runs and participate in marathons and have weekly soccer games with the guys on sundays as well. During my free time, i will settle down on my favourite couch, play out a slow jazz number and read a book, passing the time slowly. I will even get a kick-ass computer system with state of the art graphics and sound systems to play the latest PC games that I have a liking to.

Somehow....it paints a rather rosy picture. I feel cookie sometimes when i think about the days when I actually feared of ending up alone. I guess loneliness is just a part of me that I can't live without now. Ironically it keeps me company and offers me solace against the hustle and bustle of daily singaporean life that seems to age people faster than they do in other countries.  I don't feel the longingness when i see couples nowadays. I feel happy for them actually but there's no envy. 
 
And when I am old enough, I will probably adopt 2 kids to satisfy the silly emotional sentiment that comes around during older years. A girl and a boy. I shall name the boy Prashanth (after my lil bro) and the girl be Archana. I will even get Shermann, Faiz and Jonathan as their godpas (sherm being the head godpa) and Sofiah as their godma. IF they are interested of course. I can't appoint my lil bro as their godpa since hez their uncle already! I will teach my kids the beliefs and principles I believe in. I will nurture them with the love I have experienced all my life from my family and friends. And I will bring them up as well as I was brought up by my parents, if not better.   
 
It all sounds good and it settles me as well. Somehow I can see where my life leads to, roughly at least. But I am also open to the opportunity that someday, some wonderful gal whose beauty and strength in character will sweep me off my feet and love me more than I can ever love her. Its a wonderful prospect but I am not expecting it. Even prepared for its non existence. Its all in God's hands. However as a mere mortal, I cannot help but wonder. And wonder.....
 
Quote reflecting Current mood: " Sometimes I amaze even myself" - Han Solo! A New Hope, 1977

 

 
 
 
 
 
 

dE oLe GeSs GuArD

sOnG oF De-DaY: Here's to the Band! - Frank Sinatra

4 totally different blogs will be penning similar words about the nearly fatal events of yesterday. LoLz! Cheers to the GESS old Guard, meeting up for the first time in years. It was like the Rebel Fleet amassing at Sullust to make the final decisive offensive against the Empire at Endor! And What an explosive drama did we create! Full of sound, fury, hilarious jokes and uproarious laughter that would have literally rocked the entire esplanade if we had not been positioned at the corner of Max Brenners!

It was truly amazing actually. Non-stop humour and laughter that left the jaws and cheeks sored beyond feeling for 5 guys and a lil' girl! Hahaha! For three hours actually, ever since the linkup at cityhall starbucks all the way till each and everyone of us parted. There was no sadness when we did part, but assuring feeling that more is to come and the past bonds were finally sticking together.

If someone told the Prak of '97 of this event that will taken place in the future, he would have his jaw dropped and never would have recovered his previous demeanor. Truth be spoken, nobody could have imagined that the 4 of us who never really clicked together in secondary school that well, could actually cement a friendship as strong as the one witnessed yesterday. Life is definitely full of surprises. I am sure if the blokes yesterday thought about, they would feel the same as well.

How much have we grown? Not only in age, but in character, atitudes and beliefs. Although, some things can never change. Botak's largely adorable knack of being infamously famous for his blundering acts and being a hit with people whom he hardly knew. Tatum's hugely insane and immensely creative crap hole of a sense of humour. Sherm's innately achieved clowning skills. Wil's sickening laughter and my even more sickening "tee-hee-hee" laughter! Gollie's who was there was lapping it up as well contributing her own adorable brand of humor of being "not NOT right" and action-toy hand movements!

The only black spot of the perfect night was Ling's totally disgusting exclusion of herself from the bunch who waited like fools for her! All thanks to the pathetic excuse of a human being and largely similar resemblance to a chewed out corpse of a friend known (rather reluctantly by us) as Connie! And the sickening thing was that Ling was the one who organized this dinner! But nevertheless it was generally agreed by all of us was that it was her loss in large proportions to miss this out for a cannot-be-described-in-any-nice-way excuse of a time with Connie!

Sorry Ling....you have just been Conniefied! Your loss, dearie! Like how ol blue eyes eloquently put it in his song "That's Life!"  I would rathe you be at a location first before we leave our houses! Sheesh! How sad can that get!  

Sherm bunked out at me plc last night and we agreed on a few things. It was good to have faiz back in the fold again and Wilson back to his usual self. RELIEF! It was almost too good to be true but its right in our faces! Happy days, here we come. And to think I was actually dreading my parlay into NUS. It will be fun times definitely, but with reality nipping at my heels, I have to also acknowledge that it won't be easy sails!

But as a saying goes, " A calm sea never made a skilled mariner"

So yeah, good or bad, things are looking good and I am loving it! Cheers! Here's to our friends! And I am using Ling's cup of water! Your guys should know what I mean! LolZ!

Quote reflecting Current mood: "Yeeeeaaaaah that's what I am talking about....Let's get dooooowwwwnnn to it!" - Captain Dobey (Starsky and Hutch, 2004 release!)

~bAcK oN tRaCk~

sOnG oF De-DaY: Why does it always rain on me? - Travis
 
Today was a day unlike many others. It was raining even before dawn. I awoke from the pitter-patter of raindrops striking my window sill and a thought ran through my mind. A thought about a conflict.
 

Laziness vs Discipline

 

Well its kind of simple really. A rainy day could only signify more hours spent on bed and lazing through the house by an individual with neither employment nor school.  But discipline dictated that i get out of bed and do the thing that i had planned to do today.

 

After much mulling over the factors, i decided i cannot afford to sloth no longer and i pulled myself out of bed.  I slipped on my blue puma singlet, size 40 CJC P.E. shorts, asics racers and slung my waterbag w/o the waterskin which contained necessary cash, face towel, house keys and my hp. I downed a cup of milo and a slice of bread with a slice of cheese in it and set off, jogging towards the gym, 3 km away.

 

Ever since the start of this week, I have been doggedly training away. It has been tough, labouring through 4km runs and harbouring painful memories of a time when i unsed to eat 10km runs for breakfast during my heydays in CJC track.  On Monday, i did 2 sets of 4km jogs, one in the morning and one in the evening. Tuesday was basically a run to the public swimming pool nearby, swim 10 laps and run back. The runs were 3km each. Today was basically almost the same as yesterday except the swim was replaced by a one hour gym session.

 

The verdict ... ... ... base building is tedious. I feel like an athlete who has just come back from an 18months injury, slowly clawing his way back to his former glory. But at least, I know now I am getting there. My lifestyle is slowing changing. I am off to bed by 12, though my screwed up bio clock makes me toss and turn till 2 am before finally allowing the Z-Monster to take control. I am abstaining from soft drinks and junk food.

 

Somehow the past few days have allowed me to refocus my thoughts. I feel more de-stressed and  rejuvenated. My system feels more clean and I feel less like a sloth. I guess my aim now is to tire myself out during my waking hours by cutting down on my afternoon naps, doing more housework, less time on the couch and more time on my feet. I am moving about almost constantly and even taking walks down to the library to look at books or the latest cds at CD-RAMA and window shopping. I even slip in a few pushups and situps whenever I feel like it.

 

I guess I have to also admit that I am stinging like a pauper despite having like 500bux in my a/c. I have spent like $3.50 in the past three days on the swim and gym session. Other than that, I am living off the food in the house, like bread, eggs, cheese, rice, fish and noodles. It just that the time that I had spent living as a pauper is to fresh in my mind for me to relive that stage again. Its better to stinge with dough on tow than stinge w/o any. Its more pleasing to the mind. Whatever make me happy yah?

 

I guess I owe an explanation to my bro Sherm on why I did not turn up for tuesday's event at chinablack and also why I will not be able to turn up today as well. Simple. I do not wish to spend money unneccesarily. I do not want to screw up my bio clock again, which has been slowly conforming to normal sleeping hours, by clubbing and staying out late. Not to mention that some of "your women" will be there and I will be just getting in the way. I know you will probably laugh it off but hey, its my policy to be safe rather than sorry. Why risk it? I have to admit to the fact that I used my aunt being in a hospital as a ruse although she really is in a hospital. Its just a cover excuse so that I can escape your emotional blackmail.

 

Remember that sms u gave me about my "maybe"s are definite "no"s and the rather scathing blog entry which u deleted today. And the sms-es you gave me when I refused to turn up for The singapore Expo thingey with you and gollie. I guess these events are self-explanatory. They are just some examples of what I deem as emotional blackmail. I never subjected to u emotional blackmail anytime, even during the Camp Horizon fiasco. I totally undersood why you could not come and respected your decision. I do sincerely hope that you extend the same courtesy to me as well. Just know that I have my reasons when I don't turn up. Some of them may be silly to you but its totally relevant to me.  I hope you understand bro, I really do. I treasure the bond we share as brothers and would rather turn into a stone-hearted machine than let what we have deteriorate into what you and wilson are experiencing right now.

 

Moving along, I have also wanted to state that I finally etched something onto my racers. A tradition that i have kept for sometime. And no its not Ling's name. I guess there is no point in naming my shoes after her since as it serves no purpose. So i called em the usual Argento and Scarto!

 

I realize that its almost time for lunch and I did not even have a proper breakfast. Mother has cooked sambal prawns and there's dhall in the fridge. Guess lunch is settled as well. I will probably take a light lunch (don't want to eat like a glut and gain unneccessary weight again) and go down to the library to return my books.   

 

So ciaoz folks and stay cool.

 

Quote reflecting Current mood: A Great many things.... - Emperor (Star Wars, ROTJ)

The Long Road to Elysium

Its been a time of observation and reflection. Guess its funny for me to define the past few days as such since I always reflect on everything and anything that has transpired in my life. So much so that some people around me judge me someone who thinks too much. Some go as far as saying I am calculative. Do I need to justify the way I am. Well just to humour them all, I will just state for the record that I think because its the way I operate. I think before I act.....
 
Anyway, I have been thinking about alot of things. The upcoming Life in NUS, family, friends and myself.
 
Had a chat with Bia, my Brazilian friend. Been a long time since I talked to her. Last I heard, she had a love problem with this guy. Now, its still the same. I guess I cannot give her advice on such matters because I am a guy who is halfway across the globe from her. All I could do was give her a listening ear and comfort her. Frankly I felt helpless and frustrated that I could not do much. At least I recieved the scant comfort that she was thankful I was around to listen.
 
Sofiah and Charisse are flying back to Australia tomorrow. And so far I have not met them yet in person. And I guess it will be until november when the next opportunity presents itself. Sof's grandma is not doing so well. I can't tell her much as well since I did not have both my grannies around when I popped into this world. Charisse has changed. She's no longer the bubbly and friendly girl i knew and adored back in CJC track where it was like family. A bunch of brothers and sisters. Look at us now, nobody knows where the other is.
 
Faiz has changed abit since the blogs saga. i have to admit that he has become more aware although he is still attached to that fat slug. He is asking me out more though I do not wish to oblige. Maybe its because I am pissed off that he's still with her despite all that has been said and done. I feel that I am wrong in such a course of action. Its breaking my own law.
 
INFRINGING ON ONE'S INDIVIDUALITY IS CRIMINAL.
 
So perhaps I will oblige the next time around and go for it. I have always wanted to see that change in him. Now that I see it, I can't just shun away.
 
I got myself a new pair of contacts and shades. The contacts reminded me of the reason I bought it back in CJC. To facilitate my love for running. The specs bobbed too much for me to run effectively. Why did I buy it now? I have clearly lost my drive to run. All those talks about running and finding form seems to need  a kick in the butt. But clearly, I cannot run because of the growing certainty that I am finding myself alone at times. No more runs with jonathan and the gang. There was a brief spell with shermann but it ended as well. No more 5SIR and the army mentality to keep fit to get me to wear my shoes and go for a spin in them.
 
I am growing old and cold. No more fire left in me to charge out with my broadsword and scream ROMA VICTORE. No more troops for me to scream STRENGTH AND HONOR or HOLD THE LINE! My days as the GENERAL has gone. Just an empty hollowness and quiet stillness as I sit and look at photos of an age bygone and memories to distant to make out. Somehow I feel that despite not reaching 21, I have grown too old too fast. And the people around me don't share the same passions that i would love to dearly cling on to.
 
And now, I approach NUS with trepidation. A restart in the game. This time there were no more fantasies to play out. No dreams to immerse in. Just the cold hard reality reaching out to grip me in its frozen fingers. The faceless truth.
 
But somehow, as I always believed, Life is made up of infinite facets. Its not all gloom sometimes. There is always a lost cause to fight. As it is sometimes said, stupidty knows no bounds. Foolishly clinging on to my ideals and remaining optimistic that I can retain some form of my past self and hoping for the future. The old Prak will never die. Its a part of me that will continue to live on. People might change. Environments can alter. But the essence of one can never change. And I intend to prove it by staying the course.
 
With all that thought out, I guess I have to find some reason to start running. I cannot let it die on me. Its a part of me. I have an invite to james' bday party at changi tomorrow. I am going down there with nianlong. And tuesday, there's the wussymus dance shit at Chinablack. Faiz and sherm are going. I will try to drag Vik and preet down. At least I can have some company, when making it back home.
 
Other than that, there's nothing much left for the week ahead. There's always Argento and Scarto*.... and the Long road to Elysium. Strength And Honour!
 
  
*the name of my running shoes.
 
 
 

sOcCeR @ BaToK

*Ouch*

It hurts!

But hey! Its been an absolutely fantastic day of street soccer today. I enjoyed every bit of it tho my lack of fitness kept me running around in my own defensive half.

Despite all that, I had serious fun, mowing people down with my insane defending skills and barreling runs.

Anyway, back to the start, Sherm invited me to Batok to play soccer with alaho (shah) and the gang. So I met up with him at lakeside. We took 187 and shah hopped onto the bus along the way as we trundled to the street soccer court! We then relocated to an indoor basketball court. Well actually its a street basketball court with a shelter overhead!

After 2 hours of knocking the ball around. It was time to go! I headed to Jurong East with alaho and sherm. We split from there and I headed home.

Tired but satisfied.

I luv football!

InSoMnIa @ XpLoSiVe

*Looks at date*

First time I have went clubbing! LoLz!

Basically i did not do much. Din dance. Din booze(cept fer the bourbon and all-too-much-coke).

But I had a good time. Not till 2338hrs. Here's why...

First up, I had to meet up with Sherm, Vik and Preet at Aljunied MRT. So instead of relying on my tried and tested "whack-it-all-the-way-thru-mrt" method, i followed my mum's directions and took Bus 80. And almost missed the stop cuz I cld not spot the MRT sign that I was supposed to look out for.

Met up with my bro Sherm at the MRT. Proceeded to the bus stop and got onto Vik's car (well actually its his brother's). After abit of a fiasco with Harpreet (directional problems), we all went to club xplosive located somewhere near tanjong katong shopping center.

Upon reaching the place, and pulling up at the car park barrier, we faced a new problem. We needed a cash card and none of us had one. So here we were, stuck at the barrier, with no cash card. harpreet got out to look for a 7-11. But there was none in sight. A car pulled up behind us. PANIC!

Thankfully I remembered that my 11-B (which was also a supposedly defunct cash card since it can't pay my library fines) had some value. So I pulled it out and Vik slotted it in. BINGO! We were thru and I was the Saviour for a brief 1 minute. We parked the car, Vik being a fresh p-plate driver having trouble reverse parking, we went in.

And it was boring! In a way I felt bad for sherm. Having dragged him down for this. I knew he does not dig this kinda thing and most of the folks were pple i was expecting to run into. The so-called indian society or what i knew of it. Harpreet being the I-am-up-for-anything socialite was making his unhappiness felt but hey I ain't complaining. The gig was boring.

So my bro bailed on me close to 11pm. Apparently celia enticed him over to WuBar and there was nothing I could do about. I can't force someone to stay just for me. It was unfair for him. So he left and I stayed. Vik had asked where sherm went and I told him. And so I waited.

After seeing 3 guys and gals pulled out of the crowd to the front to do their sexy number and winning some prize and running into another gd friend Jeremiah from C-Coy, 5SIR, I got what I was looking for.

The dance number that the ex-cjc ics fellas from my time did was one solid number. BRILLIANT! Just like in the old days. It was like watching that dance comp on vasantham central which NUS won. well worth the wait guys! They should have put you guys from the start! Anyway when it ended, it was time to roll out!

Harpreet said gdbye to his MIB gang and vik to his new found ladies frm science fac. They were not bad actually. *smirk* So we rolled in his car along geylang. Just for the fun of it. We pumped fuel and went ovr to boon keng to eat prata.

I guess that was the highlight for the whole night. That supper at boon Keng. I could not help but feel that Sherm should have endured it alil longer for that lil supper. And it was about time sherm knew some of my frenz as well.

We had a fun drive, talking cock, making alot of noise abt vik's driving skills and mine as well. Then there was the supper. I realised that sometimes its not the main event that makes a day or night. Its the company. No matter how bad it turns out, the company u are with will always make it worthwhile. Even at the very end! Like it did today.

Insomnia at club xplosive will nt be remembered for the Bash itself. But the day spent with good frenz. When you always know
that, despite the horrid bash, you will still have a gd time with friends. Amen!

Now I know why I stayed when sherm wanted to leave.

Anyway a shout out to vik and preet! The best bunch of freakshow frenz I had back in 5SIR! Luv u guys! I will make sure I will crash the Sc and Engine facs to harass the 2 of u! Vik, Thx for the car ride! Sorry I made you intro that vijayanthi gal to me. Its all that bitch harpreet's doing! LoLz!

My apologies to Jeremiah. U are one cool dude! Sorry i did not reply to your sms that day! Will get back to you on the Camp Horizon thingey! Luved your T shirt with the 7-up cup and the words "Please Suck Me" ! LoLZ!

My humblest apologies to Sherm my bro as well. Sorry for making you come down and endure the torture u did. Guess I owe celia some flowers for bailing you out! Tho I admit i had hoped u stayed and come crash at my plc. Wanted us to watch Riddick at my place! Oh well. So much for Round 2 in our parley into NUS. First Camp Horizon, now this. Well better luck during rd 3 I guess!

Well time to roll on to bed. But thx to the screwed up bio clock that Euro 04 gave me, I guess i will linger awake awhile more till the z monster gets tired of standing me up!

Another piece...

Hey folks.

Wassup y'all. Anyway, a shout-out to everyone. I have not been doing much. Slacking at home and counting my fingers! Hahaha!

Well i have been watching Macgyver and this new show called "john Doe" recently. Cool shows! I don't want to talk about them. They are just cool and you got to watch them to find out why. Basically other than wasting myself on the couch, I have been reading stuff. Reading this book called "the picture of dorian gray" Don't want to talk about it as well cuz I have not finished em. But I will talk abt this new piece I have written. No its not dark and gloomy this time though I got a despairing one in the works already. Hahaha!

Have a good read folks. Hope you enjoy this one.

My view on Life!

Life.

Everyone has their own unique take on Life. Shaped by their own unique experiences and thoughts. Sometimes its also shaped by powerful external influences and internal conflicts. Yet there are all similar in some way. Its because we are all human. We are mortals bound by imperfection and ruled by the laws of Nature.

Life.

My take on Life? Its a fairly simple one. I preach it sometimes to my friends when they are confused with their own take on Life. Not because I want them to take on my point of view as their own. No. That would be criminal to one's own individuality. I preach it to them sometimes because I want them to have a rough direction to a way that seems blurred and lost to them. To help them find their way. Just like how I would like them to preach theirs to me when i lose my own direction. We are but mortals. So different yet frighteningly similar altogether.

I still have not answered the question.

Life to me is like a sphere. A flawless and perfect sphere. Some of us might not agree. How can the Life of imperfect mortals be perfect? Simple. I believe it is the balancing factor to our own flaws. The perfection to our imperfections. Why a sphere? There are many ways to look at Life. None of them are wrong or right. They are reasons to appease the human mind. The cause to keep us going. The sphere represents equality and flexibility. U can look at the sphere in any direction and you will only see a sphere. Life. No change. No matter the direction.

And on this sphere called Life, there are lines. All sorts of lines. Thin lines and fat lines. Nearly invisible lines and clearly bold ones. Curved lines and straight lines. These lines represent conflicts. Conflicts within Life. Conflict is what makes a Shakespeare Play. And a Shakespeare Play represents Life.

These lines do not represent conflicts alone. They represents reasons as well. That's because, reasons go hand in hand with conflicts. Mortals need reasons. They need it so badly to live. Without reason, there is simply no cause to live. Simply, no reason, to live. Some might disagree with me. Sometimes you don't need reason to do the things you want to do. Like Love for example.

People do things for love. They don't think of the reasons when they do the things for their loved ones. But let me ask one question. Would you extend the same courtesy to the one you DON'T love? Isn't Love a reason by itself?

Back to the sphere concept. Why do I say Life is perfect?

Like it or not, Life always balances out. Like the chinese symbol of yin and yang. The good always balances out with the bad. The conflicts will always get resolved. In a matter we like it or not? It does not matter. We are imperfect, it does not matter what we think. It will just corrupt the process of perfection.

An imperfect mortal (a rhetoric phrase since there are no perfect mortals and no immortals in the literal sense to speak of) will always notice the bad. A fully healthy man in poverty will always complain about the lack of money. he will not be able to see the optimism that his health symbolises. That is why the term, "Life is never fair" is coined. It is coined by people who cannot seem to notice that sometimes, Life is never Not Fair either.

Reasons. It is important for us to know that reasons exist. In a manner that conflicts do. Like the lines mentioned above. Some reasons we understand. Some that we don't. Some that we agree and some that we disagree about. But the most important thing about reasons that a man who seeks contentment must know about, is that he must be aware that everything has a reason. Conflicts arise because we do not know the reasons and fail to acknowledge that they are there although they cannot be seen. Contentment lies in the acknowledgement that reason is present in every available form. Sometimes without form. Those who seek reasons can be known as brave and determined to find the meaning of Life or deemed foolish and immature to let things be how its supposed to be. But there is no right or wrong. Only reasons.

Conflicts. When the laws of nature and the will of humanity collide. There are many conflicts. Philosophical ones I mean. Like Interests vs Duty. Love and sacrifice. There are many to list and i only named a few. Conflicts exist to represent the imperfection of humankind. That we can never be truly satisfied. That we can never be truly appeased with what we have. Some say God exists because of the imperfection of MAN. There will be no God if mankind was perfect. Those who believe in God, like myself, feel that God made us imperfect so that we will acknowledge HIS existence.

Without conflict, Man will die. Like in the case of the lack of reasons. Believe it or not, to struggle is humanity. That is our greatest strength and our weakest flaw. There is no such thing as utopia. No such thing as a Life without conflict, without reasons, without complications. Those who seek simplicity in Life, seek complication in some way. It is in the nature of Man. To constantly fix what he THINKS as broken. Some might be broken. Some thought to be broken.

This might sound crazy. But perfection lies in imperfection. The faults, checks and balances exist to create perfection. Life cannot be one straight line. If it was so, there will be no reason to exist. It is bent and curved at numerous points. But for every bend, there is an equal and opposite bend somewhere along the line to balance the previous bend. Like one of Isaac Newton's law. For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction!

That is what makes Life interesting! And perfect!. The beauty and genius of it all, deemed by the ignorant as imperfect is actually perfect in its execution. Its just that we do not realise it.

My conclusion? There is none. It is the very symbol of the continuity of Life. You form your own opinions and/or conculsions as you see fit. And live by them. As for my reason for writing this piece. I will admit that there is a reason and I know it as well. But its for me to know and for you not to bother about. Just know that it exists... ;-)

Clueless....

I usually read the blogs of my pals before i sit to write my own. This time, I kinda regretted. Cuz, what I read on Faiz's blog nearly gave me a heart attack!!

The dude is gonna give the fat machine another chance. I know its a virtuous act to stay loyal to your loved ones. But that thing aint your loved one man! *sigh* Nice try, Prak. Better luck talking to the wall next time.

AND HE IS ASKING US TO HOLD IT TOGETHER???? WHAT IN GOD'S HOLY NAME ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT???? HOLD WHAT TOGETHER??? YOUR REMAINS WHEN U DISINTEGRATE AFTER ONE OF YOUR "DEATH DEFYING" STUNTS HAD GONE WRONG???

Sorry for that little outburst. Just so frustrating seeing a perfectly normal human being do the things he does... Or maybe hez just a unique brand of a human, capable of doing all things incapable by other humans! Almost alien!

Its perfect reverse psychology played by his lardicus maximus of a gf to keep him with her. Masterful play. Gotta give it to the fat slut. She has him in her hand. PLay the damsel in distress yet a heroine whoz willing to sacrifice herself for her loved one!

"Its ok faiz, break up with me PLEASE. I don't want my miserable life to make your life miserable. PLEASE, I am BEGGING you. Save yourself from me! PLEASE! Its the only way! PLEASE! I AM A TOTAL BITCH! SAVE YOURSELF!! PLEEEEAAASSSSEEEE!!!"

What are you? Some sorta 1950s kollywood heroine???

Anyway, I am frying my brain cells unneccessarily just thinking about the whole thing. Its no use. I know the ship will sink. Its just a matter of how long... The longer it takes the more uneasy I get. Cuz the damage will be greater and I am going to grimace at the consequences alright.

Moving along, I guess I have to be slightly more content with the way my life has been rolling out. Took a break on Sunday from the running and exercising. Going to start full scale on Monday. Worked out a 5km route on Saturday. Took me about 26mins. Quite slow really, but slow and steady. That's the key sometimes.

Went to my uncle's place to set up the computer I sold him for 200bux. Been my trusty falcon for almost 5 years and now my com's gone for a measley 200bux. Sad. But I need to get a new computer and the cash will go nicely in for the downpayment.

I can't help but turn my attention back to my sadly existent dear friend, M.Faiz. The most misguided of all my friends. His talents and good will, wasted rather unfortunately, on people and pursuits of an unworthy type. Sometimes, in all of this, I wonder if I ever had a small part to play in this ghastly shape of things. Whether its my failure as a friend. Whether, I have failed to cater to the needs he required as a friend.

I do still believe that it takes 2 to clap and he's definitely at fault as well. Not being able to identify what he needs, at this stage of his life is criminal indeed. But still, his brilliance will be long remembered. Here's a tribute to the most CLUELESS man on Earth. My dearest friend. M.Faiz. May you realize what you truly deserve.

Peace to y'all folks!

A change in battle plans....

Today, my running form took another crushing blow yet again. I could not manage an 8km run and the body was weak.

2 main reasons: I did not run the rpevious day due to the outing with the guys.

AND:

I had little to eat today...thus a lack of strength....

BUMMER!

So it was back to the drawing board as I sat in Serangoon stadium panting away like a exhausted dog. I have to get back to the basics. I had been foolishly trying to get back to where I left off before my Pasir Laba attachment and frankly it was not working. Yes its frustrating to start from scratch but at least I got some extra weight on me that I should use to my advantage.

So The battle plan is this.

So every morning I gotta hit at least 15 each of the 3 kinda pushups, 30 situps, 30 leg raises, 30 squats, 30 heel raises and 20 lunges. And before sleep as well.

Do at least 2 5km runs per day followed by 20 situps, 20 leg raises and 3 sets of 6 pullups and 2 sets of 6 dips.

Midweek: Hit the gym and pool. Its like a break day.

sat: Long run. at least 10km or more.

Sun: rest.

I hope the new strategy works. At least I can save money and stay home more often with the running plan. Hopefully in 2 weeks, I can make enough progress to up the mileage in the following weeks.

Moving along, my bro sherm juz said he will not be going for the Camp Horizon. BUMMER! And I was hoping we could parlay into NUS together. And it looks like I will be going in alone in Round 1 already. But I can't blame him. Money is the key to everything and I can't ask him to waste what precious liitle financial resources he has so that I can haf a partner in crime on the scene. Guess I have to give it more thoght on whether I want to go down myself.

The gig did get me interests peeked. But peeked enough for me to go it alone? Maybe...

I will do a rethink on Sunday again... Monday I gotta go get the sec guard job's registration process done... Hopefully I can start work before next week's done.

Definitely a time to rethink my battle strategy!

A time for many things!

Ladies and Gents:

I have officially ORDed! WooHoo! Though there was not much fanfare (Like how the Lance Corporals had it) since everyone was hell bent on getting their pink card of wonderment and just blasting outta camp at Maximum Warp! At least, I took a whiff of the place. Walked around a bit and reminisced. But I guess, current times do not appreciate sentiments and stuff.

I bailed outta Bukit Panjang camp with Rui "Chiobu Chan" Zhong and decided to go NUS. To get the Tuition Fee Loan Application Form. So in NUS, I accompanied Chiobu to the USP corner for him to pay for the USP orientation and camp fees. After seeing the bugger struggle with a lightly German accented female called Kate (and laughing at the whole fiasco) we blew out of there to get the Application Form.

We lunched with Hardcore at Clementi KFC after which I went back home. At home I decided to go for another run. This time however, I was more successful. I managed to jog to Serangoon stadium and back which was roughly 8km. After which I did 3 sets of 8 pullups, 10 dips and 60 situps before calling it a day.

Basically, my fitness is getting better, but there'z still alot of room for improvement. But at least its looking a tad more promising.

I watched Portugal vs Holland and barely kept myself frm falling asleep. It was an entertaining match nonetheless. Was talking to shermann before that about today. Supposed to watch spidey with him and then have chocs at max brenners (did i spell that rite?) with Gollie, sheena, Tatum, botak, wuss and Madame jacques. Plan literally fell apart as I met shermann when he told me that sheena had massive indigestion and gollie did not want to tag along. Wuss chickened out (why am i not surprised?) and it was pointless for madame jacques to come as well since that poor thing was working till 11pm today.

So in the end, it was the GESS old guard, the Rogues with an attachment of a bulwark cruiser in the form of tate. We played pool, had dinner at PS KFC and had a good laugh talking about all sorts of crap! We admitted to faiz that it was us who sent those comments to his blog and he was certainly teetering on the fence. basically a couple of good blows from me and sherm ought to do the trick.

Right up next is the semi between Greece and Czechs. It will be one helluva match and I will be staying up as well to watch it.