It's dangerous to cook egg with noodles after you have gone to the gym. The egg, so easily broken.

I am getting sick.

Shontelle - t shirt
"there's a pain in my heart and i can't stop it"

I am so stuck.

What am I supposed to do? Minimum hurt does not equate to maximum happiness. Just what am I supposed to do.  stupid self-control.  and stupid lack of self-control.

gloomy, grouchy, grumpy

and i forgot about "growl". I cannot let one small thing unravel me like this. Got to keep it cool, keep it under control.

is it worth it, is it worth it. It's like hoping for some miracle, expecting some unexpected things to happen. But by the definition, unexpected means unlikely to happen. Every rational atom in me knows it is not worth it to do a local stint. Unless you want to value the more intangible benefits, or value the intrinsic worth of entering the bf sector. I'll hold my thoughts for now, until I get the final verdict.


today i went to the sinseh again. after i told him i went to swim yesterday, it was a "you see la", and he proceeded to rub my never-been-so-crippled before leg. AND then he poked the hell out of my knee, and did the flame-cup thing on the sore spot to suck out the blood clots. the eeww was less than the OUCH. it was bloody pain lo. the poking was pain, the sucking was numb, the post-sucking left my legs like jelly. I'm a wimp.

And i just want to whine now, about everything.wwwwwwhhhhhiiiiinnnnneeeeeeeeee.

Why, why, why. I do I never get the things I want.

nuahness is when you are lying on your bed with your mouth stuffed full of strawberries and reading a book.

It's a rest day today, tuesday. Actually it's a good day to swim, but my knee is all wrapped up. Before i forget to mention, it's a sunny day and great for swimming. yesterday it rained when i was swimming, and the rain stopped when i finished bathing. crap.

Sinseh says it's a sprain, and he rubbed a sore spot for a very long time and smothered the deepheat-like ointment all over the knee and thigh area. The spot is still pretty sore, but i'm quite happy to know that it's just a sprain. But the sinseh's place....I think the air is not very clean. I was sneezing my way out of the medical hall. Such sensitive nose I have.

The house still has a chao dah smell from this morning. I saved the house from being burnt down. My mama forgot to turn off the stove and left the tapioca to burnt itself out. Resulting in the chao dah smell. It was supposed still edible according to her, when she inspected the remains of the tapioca when she came back. But I had soaked the entire pot in water already, so cannot eat. A pic to evidence the incident, but I have trouble connecting through bluetooth.

So this afternoon....I cannot decide whether to play guitar hero first or read my new book first. It's pretty good, Daniel Tammet's second book, if you have interest in our minds and how the brain works. It's a little more heavy because he quotes a number of researches, but less dry and technical (for a layman like me) as compared to Steven Johnson's Mind Wide Open. But even that book (Mind Wide Open) was lambasted on amazon for lack of substance (because the reviewer said the author has not gotten a degree in neuroscience - hence I suppose the review opines that the author is not qualified to write a 'deep' book in the subject). I am not bothered to verify such arguments, afterall, I've learnt to take what I learn/hear/understand with a pinch of salt. Seems that nothing nowadays is cast in stone. Things change and never remain the same. Not many things are that fundamental to withstand this thing called change.

Got a number of quotes I copied from the Embracing the Wide Sky, shall post later.

Now to get some coffee.

eve to HOLIDAY!

finally, something I improved in - 2km run. With a bad knee. and now i deal with the aftermath of the run. Pain. Not acute pain but the kind you feel after you get a bad muscle cramp, just that i didn't get a cramp in the first place. I highly suspect it's not the cartilage that is causing the problem, even though the grinding test by the GP showed that I obviously have no cartilage left. I think it's the ligament.

Daniel Tammet has a new book. I almost always end up buying a book when i wander in Borders, without any intention to buy anything. This new one is called "Embracing the Wide Sky". About brains. I like reading about brains.

Then it was birthday tea at Dempsey's Jones the Grocer. Nice place, nice high ceiling, a mix of Caucasian and local servers made it quite interesting. It has a bit of the ikea feeling, when ikea was not as well-known last time. Didn't manage to wander around the store though, the limping was hurting a bit too much. But there were so many interesting things I'm sure my bestests and I will have a great time if we go together. Many furniture stores there too.

lancing lancing

How does love happen? Does it start from likeness? Does it start with a 'spark', or with a 'click'? Or does it grow on people i.e. the more time you spend with the person you don't dislike, the more you like each other, and the fondness grows into something more? Or is it something you can control and decide for it to happen?

ax^2 + bx + c = love (plagarised from jap movie), an indeterminate equation that cannot be solved. Love cannot be put into any construct in the first place. Sigh. making it so hard to understand. So you don't understand how it works, how do you even manage it? Is there a correct response to such things?

Is it possible to accidentally fall in love with someone?

Or maybe falling in love is over-rated? No i'm not bitter. It depends i guess, on what you want. Do you want a relationship with intense head-over-heels romance (usually during the first 3 months - honeymoon, immediate-post-courtship period)? Or you want to have someone you feel comfortable with, or someone you want to spend your lives together with, or someone you feel a sense of security with.

Now that I am playing my top 10 lancing songs, and have got 1 week of no work (but am sucha loser to not go anywhere), I have time to think about such inconsequential stuff.

wah competition is up man. I need to adjust next schedule next week.

It'll now be gym, gym, gym, gym, gym. swim, swim,swim,swim. row, row, row.
5 times of gym, 4 swims, 3 times rowing.

Wish my knee gets better soon.

GROWL.

wahahaha. i cannot believe that i am home by 8:30pm today. heh. It's either i'm getting faster, or i actually wrote a piece of crappy work and am oblivious to it. I seriously don't think it is the second one, given the paranoia that I've developed over the years.

am going to relax the rest of the night.

SSOOOOO TIRED of WAITING

everyday (well almost) when i get home from work, my very lovable dog will be there to greet me. And of course, be the subject of my entertainment and handling. She will inspect where I've been to, smell my shoes, pants, my bag and stuff.

And now, my lovable dog is getting cataracts...I hope she can still see me properly. I really feel quite sad to see her growing old and knowing that I will lose her one day. So, I don't make fun of her so much nowadays. Like cajoling her to places where she shouldn't be. Like, a bookshelf. Countless bags (but bags, she likes to go into them).

Dunno why the pictures can't be uploaded...

Oh i finally gymmed today. Feels good. But my right knee still spoil. Sucks.

Tmr is big meeting. Schedule for the rest of the week + next week:
Tmr afternoon, night, late night, very late night : write minutes
Thur : write minutes, send minutes, amend minutes
Fri : see if boss has time to clear minutes
Sat : golf golf golf! *happy* :)
Sun : DB, socialise, nuah, nap, sleep
Mon - Fri : golf, swim, golf swim, golf, swim, get rid of white singlet, bring dog out, bathe dog, prawning
Sat : golf! movie?
Sun : Feel extremely testy because of post-leave plus pre-monday blues.

I like taxi uncles who horn fiercelyat people who anyhow cross the roads at geylang. So I was on a cab heading home tonight, in the turbo-charged taxi that zipped me home. Taxi uncle was obviously pissed off by the people who cross the roads like they own them, so at this junction when he was definitely above the speed limit, HORNS at this startled guy who was in the middle of the road. Haha. Well most taxi drivers are very skilled drivers, so accidents. I just wish more people will express their irritation at the irritating people who anyhow cross road. I personally use the traffic lights 99% of the time (at geylang stretch), just so that I can curse at the people who anyhow cross roads there.

I hope it doesn't rain tomorrow night so that my mama's bbq class gathering happens.

Tiring week. Next week got to write minutes, can expect more late nights. Better stock up on snacks....and maybe cup noodles also.

But work is good, takes my mind off things.

woohoo, good news! I get to buy my old external 19" monitor at DIRT cheap price. My mama can play sudoku with font size 100 when i lug it home.

Finished the daily ritual of 3 glucosamine capsules, 1 evening primrose oil and 1 anti-inflammation thingie the doc gave. Also applied generous amount of pain relieving cream for the knees. Not that they hurt much now, but it feels good when they warm up the joints.

Today we rowed a crazy 10km. 7km almost-non-stop for the first set. I can feel the aches dying to take over the body. Quite sad that the overall assessment wasn't good, the lack of gyming the last few weeks shows. I must hit the meeting-room-sized gym in office next week.

Started at the bukit batok range yesterday, I must say it is quite fun, hitting a golf ball. There is a lot of satisfaction when the ball actually has a trajectory motion instead of rolling off feebly somewhere. Dunno when I can hit nice high-flying balls like the coach.

My ass is soooooooo suan now