everything u do great, u do with passion

did the AHM last yesterdae.. only did 12km though, cos of the NDP.. saw my sispec alpha PC, though he walked past me b4 i recognised him.. den after the run, saw the encik from afar.. and i was reminded of the only word associated wif him, passion. passion in all great things tat u do. so here's more abt the run.. we like flag off late.. cos i fell asleep, den when i woke up it was like 7.15.. den noor came and asked if i wanted to go cos he was searching for me.. though i was like only a few rows in front of him.. so den we got fi to go wif us also.. so after we ran to nearly the top of shears bridge, meer caught up wif us.. he also came to the start point even later.. so we always set reachable goals.. like makin sure tis veteran never overtook us.. den at kallang ere, we used another veteran to pace us.. den near the end point, we were like, eh shit.. got one more in front.. must overtake.. i mean, no disrespect to them,whom can really ran, but we cant really see ourselves slower than them la.. its like lettin a 5 year old kid beat u in arm-wrestling.. u jus cant let it happen no matter how u are feelin.

and here's another question to ponder.. sometimes, y do we ask questions when we are not prepared to know the answer? i sometimes feel tat they are not really ready.. but they ask anyway.. so i jus answer anyway.. and then, they jus suddenly feel awkward. well , i jus hope everything is back to normal.. and sometimes, here's the most peculiar yet beautiful part about life.. u will never get what you expect.. either u get more than what u expected or less than what u expect..

so lets say, i admit it.. i joined the green corp a few years ago cos i was kinda into environmental stuff, but more cos i wld get to meet new ppl.. den as i kinda met them more and started the work, i realised, the ppl didnt really mattered.. the HI kids that i worked wif was more important to me. and seein em year after year(only 2 years though), i jus felt happier seein em.. i volunteered to take pics for the leaven trait solely cos i wanted to take pictures.. but guess what, it switches from solely to take pic, to jus solely to be wif the DYL group.. whether i cld take pic or not didnt matter anymore.. so here's the thing la.. i noe i go on a BIG merry go round jus to make a point.. tat i tink, doin good with bad intention is always better than doin bad wif good intention.. cos intentions always change, but the deed lasts forever!

and i guess, sometimes, i feel sad that ppl cant move on cos they're still livin in the past.. yes, yes, tat means i feel sad for myself sumtimes.. but u gotta move on.. i mean, hey, i still cant forget the cikgu, but hey, tat dun mean i dun see new ppl.. what i'm tryin to get to is that, maybe we shld love like there's no tomorrow and live like we never had a past.. well, for new ppl la.. if we know them as a snake and all, then i tink we shld love like we're gonna live a thousand years and live like tomorrow u're gonna get ur ass whipped if u do something wrong..

and try to leave emo baggages outside the lobby.. pick em up when u're leavin..somehow, they always seem lighter.. i read tat once sumwhere.. it was more like.. i leave all my worries and troubles outside the house before i enter it.. and when i leave the house, i jus pick em up but they always seem to get lighter..

smiling sheepishly

had to do the combat shoot on sunday.. sighs.. ouh well.. at least its not too bad.. only a few details only.. so, luckily wasnt too tired to go out wif haida the next day.. well, maybe a lil tired.. but wats the tiredness i was feelin compared to the lil date i was gonna haf.. hehe.. but seriously.. i tink i was half stoned when i woke up.. BUT managed to get myself back to normal.. haha..

arrived a lil too early.. hah.. yea well, i try to be early for my dates.. sorry to all my fwens whom i'm always abt 10min to half an hour late.. heh.. so while waitin, i saw tis gal in black and blue striped top and for a moment i got a shock of my life cos tis gal was quite old.. den my senses came back to me and told myself its not her.. how i noe, she said she wld be wearin black and blue wat.. so yea.. so sum time later she came.. can i say i wasnt really tongue tied?? yea.. if i cld manage a dumb joke and make her laugh a bit, den not so bad rite?

so we rode to vivo.. okie, i noe i told myself before meetin her not to peng my bike as i corner , but bad habits die hard, esp when u got great tyres.. haha.. so like the first turn i made, ar kau, she really really griped me seh.. den okie la, so relax a bit on the corners.. den the ecp, got one also la.. the really really nice to corner one.. but so i did a relaxed corner.. so she wasnt too scared.. kinda la.. so yea.. haha..

so we bought the tickets for alone..*ironically, my bike was parked all alone too* den we went to tis mosque near st james.. yes, ere's a mosque near st james! and i tot it was like the malaysian embassy or wat the last time i saw the place.. cos it had a big johore flag.. so den we ate BK.. ere i saw tis guy from PL3 aloha from aslc.. forgot his name.. cos i only played soccer wif him b4 la.. dun really noe him.. okok, i noe i'm like tis scardie cat when it comes to horror movies, but i cldnt help it.. hehe.. i jus lurve scarin myself.. and ar kau, my terperanjatness melanting-lanting tat time.. luckily she brought her shawl wif her la.. at least kept me warm a bit.. okie, i noe sum of u are wonderin y i didnt like keep her warm instead and all when she said she was cold a bit..i guess i jus dun wan to rush tis time.. i mean, i still dunno her very well yet le.. den dunno how she's gonna react.. later she suddenly never want to see me again.. so anyways, and yes yes, i forgot to bring my jacket cos i didnt bring my bag..

so after the movie, we sat on the waterfront.. or rather the berth front.. like in front was the shipping berth anyways.. but okie la.. had quite a bit of conversation.. den cam-whored a bit.. jus a bit la since the pics turned out nice.. hahaha.. usually i always get these double chin la or i look like a dumb ass in the pic.. but tis time like quite nice.. since she had skol early and her mum bought her dinner, so okie la.. we skipped dinner.. den i get the impression she's not exactly fickle.. so okie la.. not much of the i dunno i dunno part.. it was like pak pak pak, and set.. so went to the mosque and then sent her home..

it was a slow ride home la.. since she told me she's not comfy ridin above 100.. haha.. so we took a slow ride home..accompanied by the long traffic.. den got once nearly langga tis merc taxi.. cos he suddenly jam brake.. den i also jam brake.. lucky still got quite a bit of distance.. but other than tat, my bike was well behaved.. at least the bike likes her too i guess.. haha.. if not ar, always got problem one if i pillion my gal fwens.. ere was the engine mati for dila, den the gear pedal choplok for citra, den.. eh, yea ar.. like tats all.. seems i dun really pillion ppl.. lin doenst count cos its only a short distance.. so okie.. she told me my eyes were gettin red.. and i can really feel it screamin for me to get sum sleep.. but yea.. it was an awkward goodbye.. i was like tongue tied a bit.. like ere was a lot i remembered i wanted to tell her, den as we reached the stairs, all i cld tink of was *blank*.. so we jus said bye.. and maybe its jus me but ere was sumthin i felt like she tot i was gonna do but didnt so.. so in the end, like an abrupt ending to a story like tat.. but i tink my mind went blank cos she was on the stairs already and like 2 steps above me.. and talked to me.. like she's already dyin to go up but den realised havent said goodbye and all.. so maybe at tt time, my mind was thinkin if i did sumthin wrong or was i tat borin and all to her.. so i jus forgot wat i wanted to say at tt time.. sighs.. but i noe it cld all jus be a misunderstandin and all.. so tats y i'm still keepin a bit positive la.. since she said she wld like to go out again.. okie, so she said she didnt mind.. which further reinforced tat i may haf been borin but she still gonna gif me another chance.. sumthin along tat line la.. so i dunno.. jus wait and see la.. seems she's busy wif skol and all nowadays.. till the next time i see her, which is i dunno when..

after i wrote all these, ere's like a chance she might read tis.. but since i cant be bothered to delete the entry., so wth rite? jus post and wear my heart on my sleeve la.. at most i jus dun get to see her again lor.. but hey, no regrets.. no regrets.. for every new experience brings new memories.. and memories are all i haf left once i grow old..

the day me and my bike orgased simultaneously

actually i cant really find the superlatives for the ride home to singapore.. so my bike kena stuck the rear brake again while on the way to meet up wif fish.. so took a 10 min break by the road shoulder to wait for the brake to release itself again.. sheesh.. so met up wif fish and the first time i'm goin into jb wif me bike.. haha.. den i stupidly monkee see monkee do and put in my cash card into the slot where jb'ians put in eir auto pass.. how i noe, the 3 bikes in front of me all put in a card into the slot.. haha.. oops, bimbo moment..

so we went to tis bike shop.. errrmm.. hyper racin i tink.. so i jus told the guy to repair the rear brake.. den sumhow or rather i ended up servicin the block too.. which then lead me to reborin the block and changing the piston.. and woah.. like all they needed to do was to listen to the bike and ride it up a slope into eir shop to make a guess at wats wrong wif ur bike.. so then we spent like 8hrs ere, includin waitin for noh's bike to be done up to.. actually his bro's bike, which was much worst.. me and fish reached like abt 2plus.. and we left abt 1045 ere abts.. so after they changed everythin, my bike started convulsing.. and he was like in an accent which i half understood tat ey had to rebalance the thing..

i didnt noe no shit, so i jus agreed seein how eir previous predictions haf been spot on.. sooooo, okie la.. they opened up everything and all again.. and the balancing gear was terbalik and not in line.. tats y my bike sumtimes like an earthquake.. so after all tat is done, i finally got a nice brake to step on after they burnt and bent my new kick start pedal.. haha.. wheeeee..

den rode a few meters to the petrol station and i was scared shit cos i felt it suddenly became a powerful bike *since the last time i rode it*... den after pumpin, we left.. and tats where the orgasm started.. for the FIRST time, it worked smoothly, the bike was silent(relatively), gear changing was smooth, the pick up was smooth, the bike was fast, nice pick up (i tink tis is the 2nd time i'm sayin pick up cos it sucked previously), and i felt like cryin..i tink i kinda did.. it was such a beautiful moment and i fell in love all over again wif my bike..burnt a hole in my pocket = 420RM, but the burn marks forevers scars my heart wif such ferocity of euphoria.. and tat is also y i prefer to love and be left heart broken than never loved at all.. cos u look back, and said i lived wif no or little regrets..

post NDP syndrome

so lots of happenings.(mostly my postmortem)

the pertapis children exhibition over.. i was dissapointed in tat my work wasnt even decently broadcasted over the room.. ere was endless noise buzzin and very soft since the noise was overpowerin the whole recording.. god dammit.. went ere wif liana and J(cos i forgot whether it was joseph or joshua).. watched the Israelis's exhibition upstairs.. den we walked to the singapore museum and met josh at one of the exhibition.. den after tat, met up wif ben and the rest at his place to play guitar heroes.. activateeeee STARpowerrrrrrrrrr... haha.. okie, tat was lame..

so the next up was afu's weddin.. cant believe he's married and has a twin bro.. y didnt his bro joined the section??? haha.. so anyways, den after tat i went to ... erm, sumwhere which i forgot.. but i remembered i had to reject watchin simpson wif jobi and sherman.. so must haf been sumthin bigger than tat..

next up, was my visit wif vick to get hard disks for his documentary.. den digitised them and all.. and the next day, shoot for christ's shoot.. okie la, quite soon to be happenin.. and chua's mum was in it.. i was surprised it was his mum in the first place.. so had a mini fsv gatherin on set.. it was like i never forgot anythin i learnt in school.. it jus came quite naturally.. the set up for the sound recording devices.. woahh.. haha.. so shld be shootin more for them.. woo hooo.. i'm backkkkkk!!!!!

post NDP.. at freaking lastttt.. its overrrrrrr!! no more marchin, no more camo, no more standin up and tryin to keep awake when u are really sleepy, no more accidentally fallin asleep when u're standing, no more sun tan in uniform.. but it was a nice performance.. haha.. enjoyed myself if i looked back la.. i tink the whole show was beautiful.. at least it was more artsy and all.. almost magical i can say..

so todae gonne go to jb wif fish.. doin our bikes.. actually mine's kinda done jus need to like tune it only? ouh yeaaaa.. my trouble makin bike which i sumtimes wished i jus threw it away and get another one.. but now, look at where we are now.. i now lurveee the bike all over again.. haha.. its now spakingly cleaned and polished.. the shop did it for me though.. i noe i noe.. i shld take better care of her.. but aiya, she like dunno how to keep herself clean one le.. haha.. yes yes, next up, itz nice la to ride happily, wifout like hopin the smoke trail she leaves is too much, the spark plug dyin anytime as i'm ridin, the 2t tube leakin, the rear brake bein jammed and need to wait by the side for abt 10 min b4 it releases itself, no mirror, no nice quieter pipe, not much smoke comin from her behind.. haha.. okok.. tats abt as much as i can tink off la.. so wheeee..


next stop, JB..