wmp: third eye blind, farther

this month i've splurged a good portion of my pay of which a good 160 bucks went to a pair of skates, and a couple of bucks more on a marvel graphic novel and two other books on a new found hobby of coins & cards. since then i've lost the urge to draw out the notes so readily again especially after that pair of skates that i'm not sure i even have the time for (or so it seems for now)...

on the eve of the course i caught bourne ultimatum with my brother. i was glad my brother, who sacrificed a study night, had thought the trip down and the film was all worth it.

during the last two weeks a bunch of us had two stayovers in the office due to late nights the course extended into. it wasn't so bad or at least better than just rushing home, touch the door, and be back the next morning. on the second stayover we watched saw iii, something i thought i would nv do because of the gore but i did nevertheless, for the storyline sake. it was close to three in the morning when we decided to slip into our sleeping bags. i was glad to have left mine around for the past few months.

i stayed up on saturday night finishing the graphic novel, earth x, at some 4am. and then it was another day at the beach on sunday. the weather almost crossed the line that would have ruined what's left of the day. we played a couple of pairs. i haven't ran so frantically after a ball in awhile. i hoped no one saw us play mini vball. we finally decided to head to the 'pit stop' after standing around for quite awhile after dinner and the quick trip to the evil 'candy empire'. i don't know how but i blurted out 'coffeebucks' for the second time. the 'ticket to ride' proved to be interesting board game, yet frustrating at some point of time or another. the moment of truth came when we finally counted our final scores that left fh basking in her victory. ugly ugly ugly wasn't much of fun, at least for me, for obvious reasons. when it was finally time to head home felix & i made a quick tour around 'central' before we went our seperate ways. i boarded the train along with the throngs of fellow commuters, feeling the sore of a bad right knee, popping gummi bears all the way...

monday morning came. as i walked out of the back gate to the train station, thoughts of the night before continued to linger...

Labels: bad knee, beach, gessvball, money, movie, ns, sleepovers

wmp: shape shifter, my enemy

of late the office has become a living hell. from the demography to write ups, write ups to maps, endless overlays and cluttered powerpoints, and it doesn't get easier working with people (i never was a people kind of person though i try to). the straight hours of work i put in has left me with the ridiculous fear of getting hit by carpel tunnel with every click on the mouse i take.

i can still feel the effects of the 6km run that monday morning on the knee. its been the longest run since last year sometime around this time, too, when i busted it on the low ramp. sucks thinkin' about it, really. everytime.. single.. time. t'was alot left in me that morning. i could have gone a couple rounds more. i find it hard not to resign to fate that i have to live with that kind of milage. i know it ain't the end of the world but i truely miss the zenith of a real good run, when the attire becomes heavy of perspiration, and the breathlessness an addiction.

which leaves me tempted to get a pair of skates.

Labels: bad knee, ns

the bunch of us headed to the beach again. the weather was fair & good considering what it has been like for the past weekends. i felt lethargic for some reason especially after lying down. i was glad i had a few good spikes. it felt like it's been years. the beach has always been one of the best place to unwind after the dreadful week.

with what's left of the gang we made our way to marina bay for some prawning after a quick shower & dinner. it was by sheer luck, i tell you, but i landed myself with a fuckin' big prawn!!!!!!!!!!

i wasn't in a rush to eat him and in fact i felt sorry for the poor guy really but i didn't really want to throw him back in. i brought him home in a bag of water and by the time i reached the lift and looked into the bag, he wasn't facing the right side up. i thought he was long gone but the thing was, when i plugged the sink, flooded it and threw him in, he turned right back up. i asked my dad immediately if i cld perhaps buy a tank and keep him but he wasn't too keen. we left him alone over the night.

i came home late that evening after working alittle overtime(damn) and recieved terrible news that my prawn had died. my dad fried him and i had him for dinner. it was tragic but tt's life i guess.

RIP, mr prawn.

Labels: beach, prawning

wmp: blink 182, dick lips

i signed up on the 'plamo' forum 2 years back and have been what they frown upon as a 'lurker' ever since. i hardly have much to say anyway and they wld realise just that if they've met me in person. from time to time now i look in to check out their latest works and new releases that are on the way to hit our shores even though i can't be any more cautious in buying a new model kit ever since my wing zero custom has been in-the-works for as long as i can remember. you can say i've learnt it's a real chore to complete one the hard way.

this morning something else caught my nosey parker's attention...

http://plamo.outthere.info/forum/showthread.php?tid=2706

it set me thinking. i wld like to think of it as a civil war.

whose side are you on?

Labels: life

wmp: micheal bolton, when a man loves a woman

the most ridiculous thing happened last friday night. i don't know what to think anymore.

fuck.

Labels: fuck