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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

*Torture*

Yes, the torture session reached a new high today, as in my physio. My usual physiotherapist was busy so he assigned another lady therapist to me. Not bad looking, mid-20s, seemingly gentle lady. Supposed to be good and probably the bast ever physio session rite.. HELL NO! She jus kept smiling and torturing me at the same time. I dun wanna show it out tt i'm in pain, but u will understand if i keep repeating tt 'it hurts a little' and 'perhaps its fatigue' rite. And she kept repeating telling me to 'PUSH' and 'HARDER'. What the hell am i doing, giving birth ah..

Went jogging jus now. Well thats atleast sumthing i can do since only my upper limb is affected. But guess what, i mis-stepped on a curb and twisted my ankle right at the very start of my jog. But i didn't wanna waste the effort of changing into my running gear and doing the warm-up so i decided to slow down my pace instead. So the 30-minute run became a 45-minute jog. It still hurts a little now but aint as bad as the last time sumwhere during Dec when i could hardly walk. So guess i'll be alrite in awhile.

I've taken interest into the new chinese drama at 9pm. But there's this guy who has got quite horrible mandarin going on wif him. He is appealing on tv but not quite for the right show. I think even i speak better mandarin than him. Or is he doing tt on purpose.. But whatever for..

Happiness is when you're able to cook for the woman you love. Damn! Maggi mee can..

the devil spoke at 10:30 PM.

Monday, July 14, 2008

*Milestones*

12th July 2008 -> 10 more months to ORD
13th July 2008 -> 1 year soldier
8th July 2008 -> 1 year since i scored in a floorball match
8th July 2008 -> 1 year since i played in a floorball match
8th July 20o08 -> 1 year since i took my floorball stick out of the bag. This is bad.
11th Juky 2008 -> 74 days after op
11th July 2008 -> 1st push-up after op
11th July 2008 -> Realised it was a stupid idea to do the push-up

the devil spoke at 10:34 PM.

Monday, July 07, 2008

*Wimbledon 2008*

Ok, its bout sports again. And a not so popular sport, tennis. But it was so historical and i watched it live on tv, i jus have to blog bout this.

So it was Federer against Nadal. World number one against number two. 3rd consecutive year. Ok, i shall spare all the facts and jump into the match.

The match was supposed to start at 8.30pm on star sports. But usually they'll talk bout how the 2 players got into the final and sum preview b4 the final starts, perhaps bout 9pm. So i decided to watch the FI British grand prix race on espn first b4 tuning in to the final, which was a nice plan as everything would fit in nicely to the time. The F1 race was gettin interesting as it was raining very heavily and cars were like spinning around the track. There was even a rabbit tt ran across the track. Number one, what was the rabbit thinking.. Number two, what on earth is a rabbit doing in a F1 circuit. Hopefully when the race comes to Singapore, we won't have any birds taking a stroll down the circuit. Anyways, the rain. Then i realised, shit, its raining, meaning the tennis wld be affected too. For those who dunno, Wimbledon is 1 of the 4 grand slam tennis competitions which is held in England, and the British race, obviously like mentioned, held in England too. So i switched channels to check and true enough, match postponed until better weather.

So the match tt was supposed to start at 8.30pm started bout an hour plus late. Nadal surged to a 2 set lead. I, by the way, have been a supporter of Nadal since i started watching tennis like 2005. Or perhaps its cos i dun like Federer. Not tt i dun like him as a person. Its jus tt i dun like it when sumone dominates sumthing for like forever. And also cos Nadal sounds like my name too. Haha! So yes i was so happy and excited. He had a triple break point (no, i'm nt gonna explain wat tt means) but he sumhow lost it and Federer came back to win the next 2 sets. All this while ever since Nadal lost tt triple break point in the 3rd set, i standing all throughout the match and pacing up and down my hpuse and like a madman, actually talking to Nadal on the tv. Yeap. Madman.

I started to have this feeling tt Nadal was goin to lose this at the end of the 4th set. It seemed like sumthing scripted. You know sumthing like when sumone is losing and then they suddenly fight back and stuff. But tt didn't seem to be the case. Nadal made sum really unbelievable shots and broke Federer's serve in the 15th game of the 5th set and won the following game to win his first Wimbledon crown.

And when he won, jus like Nadal did, even i dropped onto the floor. I was like so into the match man. And when he won, he jus climbed onto the royal box and walked on the roof of the box like its his own house. Haha! I dun think anyone has ever done tt. But no one stopped him, cos he deserved his victory parade.

So the match tt was supposed to start at 8.30pm, ended only at 4.15am. And after the trophy presentation, i went to bed at 4.30pm. That's 8 hours of tennis. I dun even watch tt much soccer on one day!

But what a match. Ok the stats might not be accurate here. 3 rain delays. 26 aces for Federer compared to Nadal's 7 or 8 i think. 62 games played. Playing time of 4 hours 45 mins. Wow.

the devil spoke at 10:47 PM.


*Irritated*

Yes, after a long time, this ain't exactly what i wld have wished to blog about. But jus to give myself a reminder next time i read this, i am so bloody irritated. And pissed off. For the record, it's cos of the family.

When the hatred starts to build up inside, it definitely ain't a good thing. Especially since it's me we're talking about.

the devil spoke at 10:39 PM.

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