my right foot has grown 1.5cm longer than the left foot since 12 hours ago.
it's swelling and it looks downright ugly. i injured it during training just now. i did a sweep which was too high, so my right foot slammed into syed's shin. ouch. apparently even the sound of the impact wasn't that nice either. haha. so now i can't walk properly. it hurts 2 even sit at times, what more walk. i think i will be out for 4 days? haha. this really sucks. i would really rather get kicked hard in the stomach again and feel that funny vomitting sensation again. at least the pain is temporary. i feel so stupid having to walk around slowly and trying to lift the pressure off the right foot. tsk tsk.
so that's e greatest takeaway from training just now - an injured right foot. well, it was my fault since i swept too high, but well we all learn things the hard way sometimes. so other than that, all's okay. training on wednesday, badminton on thursday, meeting and football kickabout yesterday and training just now. other than this freaking injury i managed to get through it. haha. crazy schedule.
and my results. i did pretty well i think, although i am naturally surprised. because seriously, i didn't study hard enough but yet my grades i think were still not too bad. i shall not disclose them here since i will lack alot of tact i i do so. and seriously, i don't know how to console people who didn't do exactly well. the only thing i can think of is that today might be my day, so tomorrow it might be yours. till now i'm still surprised about my grades, but i hope i can at least maintain it somewhere around there.
this foot better cure in time for the chalet next week. i don't want to trudge around on the beach like an idiot later on. so uncool.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
new tagboard
yup i've finally put up a new tagboard! so tag people, because it will look ridiculously empty if you don't! haha.
on any case the past few days have been whirlwind in nature. hari raya haji was spent at my grandparents' place. and my cousin did well enough to get into victoria school. well at least he's gotten into a school steeped in tradition. more importantly, that should shave off any form of burden that i've carried with me thus far. ah my uncle says me and my elder cousin should be role models for the younger ones. well, i think we've pretty much carried ourselves well so far, since both of us are already in universities. anyway the future looks bright for my cousins. i can see they are smart and talented in their own ways, and will do well later on. haha i swear i never spoke as much english as they do now when i was much younger. even the 2 year olds have a vocabulary range of words that are quite impressive, i must say.
friday was spent with the supposed cousin naim. tried to find the bag that i wanted but to no avail. ended up linking up with nura, syaza and faaizah at wisma atria, and watching a performance by the hearing-impaired club of ngee ann polytechnic. i think that's what the society is called there. haha.or is it the sign language club? i've no idea. anyway they were performing christmas songs using sign language, which is no easy feat i tell you. i think it's harder to learn sign language than learning a new spoken language altogether. but at least sign language is internationally recognised, so it is the same anywhere. the only thing i know how to say via sign language is 'i love you'. haha. oh, and 2 signages of vulgarities too. haha.
had silat training on saturday. sparred with hanan! haha. got kicked yet again in the stomach, but i know how to deal with it this time round. just burp it all out! haha. i actually did that and i was okay again. but it was a poor outing for me anyway, i managed only 1 proper sweep throughout the bout and mostly got thrown on the mat by hanan. haha. i've only taken silat up for like 3 months, so i'm very poor on my techniques and the sort. the coach says i must buck up! i'll try, but i'm a novice so don't expect much! haha. but i'll still keep my head down and try work on it quietly.
and then after training, off to a football match! haha me and hanan rushed off in a taxi to bedok view sec school. nus muslim society vs nus malay language society. i played for ms, and the moment i stepped onto the pitch my boots tore open. haha idiot me didn't wash my boots after i ast wore them 3 years ago (during that title-winning year in which i scored an audacious lob with my left foot! haha). so the dirt and the soil kind of hardened around the boot, thereby exerting pressure on it and causing the leather to wear down and tear. haha it was so comical. not even 15 seconds i was on the pitch my boots got torn. i ended up having to constantly switch boots. all in all i wore 3 different boots! haha. (to add on, it means that i went through freaking national service and working and even started school while my boots were rotting away in the shoe cabinet! haha so disgusting of me.)
but the match was okay. by half-time we were leading 9-1. ah the 1 goal we conceded was partly mine and fairus' fault. fairus was under pressure by the striker so he couldn't clear the ball properly, and then when the ball came to me i let it bounce before clearing. that's 1 mistake you should never do - to let the ball bounce in the penalty area. so the opponent managed to steal the ball away and blast it home. but no worries, we won 12-3 in the end. i only managed a handful of passes and clearances, and only a shot on target. by the end of the match it was pouring heavily, but me hanan and fairus continued to play in the rain. so fun! i felt like it was back in primary school days again, those carefree days, just laughing and fooling around. after the match it was dinner at bedok corner and then home. saturday was a crazy dy, but a fulfilling one. i didn't get cramps despite silat training, sparring, and the football match played in the mud. only a slight groin strain and that's it.
sunday was spent with jj and fab, the 2 closest friends i had back in jc. found the sort of bag i wanted, but at $69, i'll hold out first. it's from river island and it's leathery, so i'll keep it in view. but i managed to accidentally find a new pair of boots! at 29.90! i simply had to get them. 1stly it's adidas boots. 2ndly, original price was $99. despite the boots being white (kind of poser) in colour and the model is very old - but well, boots are still boots i guess. it's still 1st hand boots, no matter that it's an old model. but since it's from a clearance sale, so the boxes were abit old too. luckily i tried on both sides, because i realised 1 was bigger in size than the other! so like a madman i opened the other boxes myself to find the matching pair. i eventually did, but i created a mess after that. haha. but well, for 29.90, i think it was worth going through all those boxes like a tramp. but when i got back, i realised there were minor differences between both sides. the right 1 had its logo at the back in blue, while the left 1 was in silver. the right boot had the special beckham adidas logo on its tongue while the left bore the adidas logo. even the 2 stripes differed slightly in colour. haha. but the differences do not stick out like a sore thumb, and in any case i think they boots were really supposed to be made that way. haha. but i feel it's a good deal! haha.
so tomorrow is xmas, and next week is the start of 2008. me and naim have agreed that we both end the year on a low. for me all i know i have successfully achieved my 1 and only new year resolution for 2007, although all this while i had always quietly held the hope i would not achieve it. so yes, the year has been okay for me, i think generally speaking i've had much better years before.
my racing heart, is just the same - why make it strong, to break it once again?
on any case the past few days have been whirlwind in nature. hari raya haji was spent at my grandparents' place. and my cousin did well enough to get into victoria school. well at least he's gotten into a school steeped in tradition. more importantly, that should shave off any form of burden that i've carried with me thus far. ah my uncle says me and my elder cousin should be role models for the younger ones. well, i think we've pretty much carried ourselves well so far, since both of us are already in universities. anyway the future looks bright for my cousins. i can see they are smart and talented in their own ways, and will do well later on. haha i swear i never spoke as much english as they do now when i was much younger. even the 2 year olds have a vocabulary range of words that are quite impressive, i must say.
friday was spent with the supposed cousin naim. tried to find the bag that i wanted but to no avail. ended up linking up with nura, syaza and faaizah at wisma atria, and watching a performance by the hearing-impaired club of ngee ann polytechnic. i think that's what the society is called there. haha.or is it the sign language club? i've no idea. anyway they were performing christmas songs using sign language, which is no easy feat i tell you. i think it's harder to learn sign language than learning a new spoken language altogether. but at least sign language is internationally recognised, so it is the same anywhere. the only thing i know how to say via sign language is 'i love you'. haha. oh, and 2 signages of vulgarities too. haha.
had silat training on saturday. sparred with hanan! haha. got kicked yet again in the stomach, but i know how to deal with it this time round. just burp it all out! haha. i actually did that and i was okay again. but it was a poor outing for me anyway, i managed only 1 proper sweep throughout the bout and mostly got thrown on the mat by hanan. haha. i've only taken silat up for like 3 months, so i'm very poor on my techniques and the sort. the coach says i must buck up! i'll try, but i'm a novice so don't expect much! haha. but i'll still keep my head down and try work on it quietly.
and then after training, off to a football match! haha me and hanan rushed off in a taxi to bedok view sec school. nus muslim society vs nus malay language society. i played for ms, and the moment i stepped onto the pitch my boots tore open. haha idiot me didn't wash my boots after i ast wore them 3 years ago (during that title-winning year in which i scored an audacious lob with my left foot! haha). so the dirt and the soil kind of hardened around the boot, thereby exerting pressure on it and causing the leather to wear down and tear. haha it was so comical. not even 15 seconds i was on the pitch my boots got torn. i ended up having to constantly switch boots. all in all i wore 3 different boots! haha. (to add on, it means that i went through freaking national service and working and even started school while my boots were rotting away in the shoe cabinet! haha so disgusting of me.)
but the match was okay. by half-time we were leading 9-1. ah the 1 goal we conceded was partly mine and fairus' fault. fairus was under pressure by the striker so he couldn't clear the ball properly, and then when the ball came to me i let it bounce before clearing. that's 1 mistake you should never do - to let the ball bounce in the penalty area. so the opponent managed to steal the ball away and blast it home. but no worries, we won 12-3 in the end. i only managed a handful of passes and clearances, and only a shot on target. by the end of the match it was pouring heavily, but me hanan and fairus continued to play in the rain. so fun! i felt like it was back in primary school days again, those carefree days, just laughing and fooling around. after the match it was dinner at bedok corner and then home. saturday was a crazy dy, but a fulfilling one. i didn't get cramps despite silat training, sparring, and the football match played in the mud. only a slight groin strain and that's it.
sunday was spent with jj and fab, the 2 closest friends i had back in jc. found the sort of bag i wanted, but at $69, i'll hold out first. it's from river island and it's leathery, so i'll keep it in view. but i managed to accidentally find a new pair of boots! at 29.90! i simply had to get them. 1stly it's adidas boots. 2ndly, original price was $99. despite the boots being white (kind of poser) in colour and the model is very old - but well, boots are still boots i guess. it's still 1st hand boots, no matter that it's an old model. but since it's from a clearance sale, so the boxes were abit old too. luckily i tried on both sides, because i realised 1 was bigger in size than the other! so like a madman i opened the other boxes myself to find the matching pair. i eventually did, but i created a mess after that. haha. but well, for 29.90, i think it was worth going through all those boxes like a tramp. but when i got back, i realised there were minor differences between both sides. the right 1 had its logo at the back in blue, while the left 1 was in silver. the right boot had the special beckham adidas logo on its tongue while the left bore the adidas logo. even the 2 stripes differed slightly in colour. haha. but the differences do not stick out like a sore thumb, and in any case i think they boots were really supposed to be made that way. haha. but i feel it's a good deal! haha.
so tomorrow is xmas, and next week is the start of 2008. me and naim have agreed that we both end the year on a low. for me all i know i have successfully achieved my 1 and only new year resolution for 2007, although all this while i had always quietly held the hope i would not achieve it. so yes, the year has been okay for me, i think generally speaking i've had much better years before.
my racing heart, is just the same - why make it strong, to break it once again?
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
tried
warning - the author is extremely tired.
why? well for almost the whole of last week i had silat trainings everyday. of course it wasn't that tiring per se, but it all kinda builds up. and it all culminated in that performance we staged on saturday for PPIS at jurong spring cc (former hong kah cc). basically it was mostly a performance showcasing the more cultural aspects of silat. well for my part i had to be thrown and kicked around by halimah (or hally, which i believe is the anglicised name. haha). and yes it did hurt alot.
i kinda forgot that we were now on a wooden stage and not practising on those thick mats. what was supposed to happen was that at 1 stage i was to run towards her and she would kick me in the chest and send me flying in the air. yes i flew, but the landing was anything but smooth. when i got up my whole body was in complete pain from the impact of being slammed against the hard floor. for some reason i felt like my life was being squeezed out. haha. but seriously, if it was normal training i would have tapped out immediately. anyway some of us suffered from injuries too, more especially so for chong, who left the place with a cut across his right cheek.
in any case the following morning when i got up and went to the bathroom to shower, i stared into the mirror almost immediately i said 'what the f**k is that???' well, there was a huge ass abrasion on my left shoulder that turned mighty red overnight. a reminder of my flying act the day before. i had already felt pain there but the day before it wasn't inflamed as that. anyway it is still bright red as of now, and its roughly the size of 4 50cent coins put side by side? yup. they say its sort of 'bleeding' underneath the skin, so that probably explains why it is as red as that. haha. it doesn't hurt much, but it's just so strikingly red that i'm thankful it wasn't on my arm or face or something like that. haha. hope it heals soon though.
and anyway that same sunday night, after the performance the day before, i went to recce the route for night cycling. had loads of fun, even with only aizat, naim and zuraimi. haha. had dinner at burger king at east coast, and then we cycled to esplanade. before that we managed to stop at chjimes and catch poor liverpool against manchester united for the whole of the 2nd half. that was followed by supper at gluttons' bay at esplanade. haha i had a huge ass ice kachang served, and had roti john n kaya toast too. and then we cycled back via nicoll highway, the national stadium and through east coast park. and reached back at around 330am. we had breakfast at mcdonalds at 4am. haha. basically, i had 3 meals within the space of 9 hours! haha. a real glutton. well, but cycling at night is really fun. i think i should do that real often. haha.
but ya, i'm still tired from the exertions. i haven't had proper sleep since then, and still had time to play futsal just now after the rain. haha i'm really not good at soocer. and i'm even more tired than ever.
dear you,
if you are reading this, i'm real sorry. i am mean too. but i hope you understand. i hope things become better from now on. i really do hope so.
why? well for almost the whole of last week i had silat trainings everyday. of course it wasn't that tiring per se, but it all kinda builds up. and it all culminated in that performance we staged on saturday for PPIS at jurong spring cc (former hong kah cc). basically it was mostly a performance showcasing the more cultural aspects of silat. well for my part i had to be thrown and kicked around by halimah (or hally, which i believe is the anglicised name. haha). and yes it did hurt alot.
i kinda forgot that we were now on a wooden stage and not practising on those thick mats. what was supposed to happen was that at 1 stage i was to run towards her and she would kick me in the chest and send me flying in the air. yes i flew, but the landing was anything but smooth. when i got up my whole body was in complete pain from the impact of being slammed against the hard floor. for some reason i felt like my life was being squeezed out. haha. but seriously, if it was normal training i would have tapped out immediately. anyway some of us suffered from injuries too, more especially so for chong, who left the place with a cut across his right cheek.
in any case the following morning when i got up and went to the bathroom to shower, i stared into the mirror almost immediately i said 'what the f**k is that???' well, there was a huge ass abrasion on my left shoulder that turned mighty red overnight. a reminder of my flying act the day before. i had already felt pain there but the day before it wasn't inflamed as that. anyway it is still bright red as of now, and its roughly the size of 4 50cent coins put side by side? yup. they say its sort of 'bleeding' underneath the skin, so that probably explains why it is as red as that. haha. it doesn't hurt much, but it's just so strikingly red that i'm thankful it wasn't on my arm or face or something like that. haha. hope it heals soon though.
and anyway that same sunday night, after the performance the day before, i went to recce the route for night cycling. had loads of fun, even with only aizat, naim and zuraimi. haha. had dinner at burger king at east coast, and then we cycled to esplanade. before that we managed to stop at chjimes and catch poor liverpool against manchester united for the whole of the 2nd half. that was followed by supper at gluttons' bay at esplanade. haha i had a huge ass ice kachang served, and had roti john n kaya toast too. and then we cycled back via nicoll highway, the national stadium and through east coast park. and reached back at around 330am. we had breakfast at mcdonalds at 4am. haha. basically, i had 3 meals within the space of 9 hours! haha. a real glutton. well, but cycling at night is really fun. i think i should do that real often. haha.
but ya, i'm still tired from the exertions. i haven't had proper sleep since then, and still had time to play futsal just now after the rain. haha i'm really not good at soocer. and i'm even more tired than ever.
dear you,
if you are reading this, i'm real sorry. i am mean too. but i hope you understand. i hope things become better from now on. i really do hope so.
Monday, December 10, 2007
ice skating
it's been more than a week but instead of recharging, i'm becoming even more tired by the day.
i sleep late everyday, but i automatically wake up at 10.30am every single day! it's extremely annoying! there was once i just came to at 10.30am, when the alarm was set at 10.45am. i've no idea why i'm like this. it's extremely frustrating. so i go labour through the day lethargically. the past week has been like this.
but i did do quite a few things last week. like go for recce trip with some of them on monday night! haha. had to recce the route for night cycling event that i'm heading. but the route seems abit treacherous, no thanks to the construction sites along the route. but i think it's still possible, no worries. and i played badminton on wednesday. haha i'm becoming worse at is, 'cause it's been a while since i last played. but at least had a proper workout for a while.
then the central committee meeting for night cycling was okay. dragged too long i think, since i dragged for nearly 4 hours. haha. and there's still alot of uncertainties. ah things are getting harder and more complicated. haha alot of things are weighing me down, so i hope all will go well.
then saturday! iceskating with the POW mates. quite fun! haven iceskated for almost 4 years, going back to march 2003 for the last time i did that. haha so some like hanan and izzati were making their debuts, but i think they had fun. ah i fell down once! i thought it would be a mishap-free outing for me, but to no avail. haha. anyway the fall was unprovoked, so i kinda lost balance suddenly. so humiliating. haha. then after ate went to eat n watched the singapore-malaysia sea games match at a nearby coffeeshop. and then 1by1 they left, culminating in a not-so-nice incident that happen which totally ruined the whole outing for all of us. the day ended with me and hanan just sitting down at ngee ann civic plaza and chatting the night away, while fahmi was getting his new handphone at the huge ass tent there. yes, we came to orchard all the way from jurong east just to sit down and talk. haha. was an strange ending to the outing, but it's not like we envisioned this to happen.
so another week full of things to do this week. mostly related to silat activities. got some performance coming up so must practise! haha. and actually i have to clean up the room, but it seems like that is never going to happen! haha. oh well.
on another note. i think i should not launch a new project. i don't feel it is appropriate, neither do i feel like it.
i sleep late everyday, but i automatically wake up at 10.30am every single day! it's extremely annoying! there was once i just came to at 10.30am, when the alarm was set at 10.45am. i've no idea why i'm like this. it's extremely frustrating. so i go labour through the day lethargically. the past week has been like this.
but i did do quite a few things last week. like go for recce trip with some of them on monday night! haha. had to recce the route for night cycling event that i'm heading. but the route seems abit treacherous, no thanks to the construction sites along the route. but i think it's still possible, no worries. and i played badminton on wednesday. haha i'm becoming worse at is, 'cause it's been a while since i last played. but at least had a proper workout for a while.
then the central committee meeting for night cycling was okay. dragged too long i think, since i dragged for nearly 4 hours. haha. and there's still alot of uncertainties. ah things are getting harder and more complicated. haha alot of things are weighing me down, so i hope all will go well.
then saturday! iceskating with the POW mates. quite fun! haven iceskated for almost 4 years, going back to march 2003 for the last time i did that. haha so some like hanan and izzati were making their debuts, but i think they had fun. ah i fell down once! i thought it would be a mishap-free outing for me, but to no avail. haha. anyway the fall was unprovoked, so i kinda lost balance suddenly. so humiliating. haha. then after ate went to eat n watched the singapore-malaysia sea games match at a nearby coffeeshop. and then 1by1 they left, culminating in a not-so-nice incident that happen which totally ruined the whole outing for all of us. the day ended with me and hanan just sitting down at ngee ann civic plaza and chatting the night away, while fahmi was getting his new handphone at the huge ass tent there. yes, we came to orchard all the way from jurong east just to sit down and talk. haha. was an strange ending to the outing, but it's not like we envisioned this to happen.
so another week full of things to do this week. mostly related to silat activities. got some performance coming up so must practise! haha. and actually i have to clean up the room, but it seems like that is never going to happen! haha. oh well.
on another note. i think i should not launch a new project. i don't feel it is appropriate, neither do i feel like it.
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