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Sunday, August 07, 2005


This has been a week of long runs and swims. 5 odd kilometre run with a clocking timing of 30min today was most delightfully, I achieved in the blistering sun,(mom been complaining that im getting tanner and tanner!!) the target which i exceeded by 5mins. I felt like a broiled chicken running. despite beads of persiprations that was constantly pouring on myself every now and then.

So here I am, with some achievements received. After wednesday, 5km for level run is peanuts. Moral of the story? Run more rounds, numb the number. hopefully in time to come, as training continues, my upslope's stamina will be better! I'm not insane by the way. What's wrong with a girl wanting to actually love short.middle.long-distance runnings. Self gratification doesn't seem like such a good reason anymore.I've been getting sudden spourts of longing to do sprintings. It isn't a good sign.

but i felt darn guilty to leave qing all by herself during the runs,and i swear she's under almost inexistant breath with blisters coming along and alomst hating me the most for not waiting for her. oh wellies, im sry for that. =(( but i know ure a understanding individual, u know what i was aiming...and thanks a dozens for that. and i ran back to search for her only to find out that she's strolling.

countless of my encouragements had made her thru the finishing line.


Yesh!! and i silso-beach-ed. billabong-ed and the salesgirl thought i was some islander. ha! brilliant.


silso beach.beautiful.


we animal-encounter-ed too!


this is MICKEY.


with her sis, sakuru performing micheal jordan's way of slamdunk. *claps*


mini-sanding!!! whoots. check these hunky dories out!!




last but not least....


US


depite all the fun enjoyments, some stuffs somehow slipped into one of my Moods today. it wasn't good, that's for sure. Oh F those oh-not-friendly DRIVER. time-eaters of big bastard. hate.hates. and qing was so pissed off that she filed up a complaint. cheers. =))

and i got home doing reports and more reports. yesh.sch's a wholesome of hectic-ness that my bestie jesse wants to get marry NOW!haha. plus not forgetting my test tml. which im still unsure off. basket. pray for me will ya'll?

and now i hate the way i become so self-absorbed when i'm reporting,
and i think the number of pimples i have on my face is inversely proportional to the number of hours i sleep. which, unfortunately, has been meagre lately. skin living on two hours of sleep definitely looks terrible..fugly.so indeed.

Doubt thou that the stars are fire;
Doubt thou that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt that I Love.
-William Shakespeare,
Hamlet

i need some brain power and some love.

dating cousin tmr,
dating MOM,DAD,BRO on tues, thumbs up for FB! (Family-Bonding.)


[editedd/]


Sometimes in our lives, we all have pain, we all have sorrow.
But if we are wise, we know that there's always tomorrow.
Lean on me, when you're not strong and I'll be your friend.
I'll help you carry on,for it won't be long 'til I'm gonna needsomebody to lean on.
Please swallow your pride, if have things you need to borrow.
For no one can fill those needs that you won't let show.
You just call on me brother when you need a hand.
We all need somebody to lean on.
I just might have a problem that you'll understand.
We all need somebody to lean on.
Lean on me when you't not strong, and I'll be your friend.
I'll help you carry on, for it won't be long 'til I'm gonna' need somebody to lean on.
You just call on me brother if you need a friend.
We all need somebody to lean on.
I just might have a problem that you'll understand.
We all need somebody to lean on.
If there is a load you have to bear that you can't carry.
I'm right up the road, I'll share your load if you just call me.
Call me ( if you need a friend)

haven't heard this one in ages, then it popped up. it's a bit too oldish for me, but i just like it. hehe. and it's been stuck in my head ever since :)

penned.


8/07/2005 06:23:00 PM