well,go get your shovel.and we'll dig a deep hole

Listening to the lyrics is like entering a world where sandcastle's aren't built, but buried, a world where the baddie is not the wolf, but reality... and in this world, things are dark, but they're very real.

There's a sense of longing; longing for those fairytales and longing for innocence, but it's coupled with a sense of realisation that this will never happen

finally,another chapter is written.things are finally over.months of training,haven't gone to waste.at least.

not contented,not really.if not for the remaining last leg.quite a waste.

but the feeling of winning yet another year of overall men's was great.

Good Job Guys!

pocahontas

been watching this cartoon for the past few days;O i know its pretty strange for a guy,but well,to be honest,i didn't really like it when i was young as a kid,until i heard about colours of the wind.

Anyway,tomorrow is POLITE.
All these months of hard trainings,doing 2km sprints,starts,race sets etc,gonna be put to good use..for only 1 race...how ironic..but i'm gonna believe in my strokes,and put them to the test.all these training ain't for nothing

i feel like having/continuing a conversation with someone.its always the case that you find that you don't have the time to finish what you were talking about.
i find myself having so little time to talk(properly),these days,clique(properly) with anyone these days.most of the time its just useless talk.i would really like to share how i think with others,but these just doesn't seem to be the case most of the times.
if only these talks could last longer.but then,i would have dried up most of the juicy parts already.

and i forgot applied micro in a week:O
i was so confident of myself knowing every detail during the lecture,but the online quiz just killed my hopes.if only i could spend one day at home,to read through my notes,and do some tutorials.if only i had the time...

reflection

after looking at so many photos taken overseas by fellow friends,i suddenly have an urge of travelling overseas,and leave my footprints there,leaving mark and also a memory to myself.

What have i been doing all these years,i question myself.What else can i do next?What else can i do before everything comes crashing down on you during army?and worst,university.

can i not grow up?if only i could stay like this,right now,all the way,enjoying what i am doing,hanging out,mocking fun of one another,training.

all of a sudden,these things becomes so much clearer.

closer

applied microbiology seems fun.like some classification of weird looking things under the light microscope,much like the usual taxonomy of animals,just that things are super tiny this time round.
and,polite is in 2 weeks,how fast,tomorrow's thursday already.another week's gonna fly past again.things get so much more worrying as it draws nearer.
How not to break it,with just one race and you dont even know if yourself is doing things the right way round after doing it so many times round before.If you say that things have been justified before, i guess you've got 50/50.
confidence level dropped after the holidays,much like training intensity.
But i'm glad to say that i've reached my optimum before.and i know that i could pull myself up again,telling myself that i have done it before.

feels so weird nowadays,thinking thinking about my every action and word that i must to say.

had dinner/bday celebration with glen and wynn yesterday down at katong's aston.damn them,though i must say its pretty good but cold too.

weather's been freaky lately,all the rain and shine causing so many people to get sick.

3 more weeks to pol-ite race.not feeling up to the standard,somehow dropped,and trying to pick it back up again=tiring and unsure of.

damn,this suckssss.