went to the gym with thahir this morning
as usual, i reached late
did my normal routine, except for running on d treadmill
replaced it with cycling instead
cuitian came soon after
her presence and cheeky smile kinda made it harder for me to push myself
thahir on the other hand, kept doing bicep curls
and then there was that gym girl again:D
this time, she wasn't sitting down at the counter
instead, she turned up in a black adidas tee n the standard fbt shorts for girls, along with a friend
and i juz realised that she wore specs
hahax, so cute! ^ ^
woah woah woah, i seem like a stalker
ah, i remember the day she smiled at me:)
nowadays, heading to the gym is a lot less fun
i've lost much of my will to look as good as ______(fill in any names of guys with hot bods)
my willingness to wake up early in the morning have gone to rest
things no longer look as good as they used to be in the gym
gone were the days that the three musketeers/bujang lapok/do re mi set off to the gym weekly without fail
once in a while, there would be more company, such as cuitian or some of my other classmates
the days where i was always the weakest one, yet it never deterred me to get stronger
the days whereby equalling faiz's biceps and irwan's chest was a goal in life
the times where we would smack each other with our towels in the toilet
the times where i would say "eh, cute ah" upon seeing the girl on the wall after every gym session
these days, irwan does his thing with his dumbbells at home, while faiz is pretty much occupied with his obligations to his silat team, his injuries and all
as for me, i'm pretty much a one-man army running his own mission by his own means
well, no one's to blame for this
i've got no control over anyone's lives except mine
yet again, this is a sad truth for me
oh well, just have to get stronger for myself, by myself...
...hmm...now what about my studies??
"chances thrown
nothing's free
longing for what used to be
still it's hard
hard to see
fragile lives, shattered dreams"
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Tuesday, June 09, 2009
a group of 8, a perfect mix of boys and girls
awkwardly surrounded by the sight of people dining, cleaners and fishes floating above our heads
a simple request by a friend turned to a life lesson learned for all
a mere conversation in such an environment that can never be deemed as a conducive place to open up about life matters, managed to cause tears to well up in the eyes of the ever soft-hearted girls
(one and half packet of tissue gone due to the wasteful manner of using each sheet)
as for the hard-faced boys
it was a matter of whether their strong will prevented them from crying
or it was simply because the tears had been dried up by history
as the dearest, innocent little one rests her head on the table,
she allowed her ears to seep in every word said
perfectly hiding behind everyone's oblivion
(sorry for banging the table countless of times that u had to move away from me)
the short meeting among nature's inhabitants produced some distinguishable moments
the ever happy and outgoing bee couldn't bear the pain of it's own sting
but time allowed it to recover, slowly, but surely
the giant sequoia tree withered its leaves, yet it manages to grow its leaves once more in a matter of seconds
the smiling sun was overshadowed by purple clouds which rained as soon as they were formed
in spite of that, the sun manages to shine again, much like the way everyone preferred
finally, the elegant flower opens its petals
to everyone's horror, it reveals a sight of disgust, one that is kept hidden so long that it was beyond anything anyone would expect
yet, it never lost its respect
in fact, the flower became one to look up to
presumptions, perceptions, all mentioned after a day's work
in an attempt to mend each others' flaw
a new hope, a new appreciation, a new resolution to strive for
all in a matter of four hours...
"all right!
this is from our hearts!
sincerity over simple chords
we've made some mistakes,
we've made some mistakes
but it's a long time coming when you've given it everything"
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Sunday, June 07, 2009
Unity Sec 10th Year Anniversary Fun Fair
went horribly wrong for me.
first off, let me just talk about the haunted hospital thing
i feel very bad for leaving the class throughout most of the fun fair
i was more caught up with my street soccer game and that horrendous performance
and i am truly sorry for that
well, i have to say i am glad that the hospital thingy turned out quite well
though there's always some faggots who just can't stop ruining the game for others
the class got truly fucked up about this problem, without a doubt
and to our dearest Mrs Chan
you told me that you did not want it to be too scary for you
when you entered, you yapped your way out of fear
and when it didn't turn out scary for you
you dare ask for a refund!!! even your daughter agreed with you!!!
what a great role model to us students, and to your child as well
next, the street soccer competition
though we won the first two games, my performance in every game sucked
stumbling became all too common, couldn't even dribble the ball well
moreover, we should have made it in the semi finals already
if not for the poor management of the competition
teams entered last minute, some teams re-entered even after they lost
everything went haywire there
despite our 1-0 loss in the third game, it was good to see that we were all smiles
that loss meant that the team (me, hafiz, nicholas and faris) will no longer have to think about the competition anymore, and be more focused on the hospital
lastly, the stage performance
*pukes*
sorry.
the long-awaited moment turned out to be a bloody disaster
haziq's guitar somehow died, had to borrow clare's guitar
haziq's strumming could hardly be heard, while mubin's guitar overpowered everything else
irwan's attempt to keep the crowd alive was utterly useless
his singing was not in sync with the music
the songs were played so slowly
we've got the hopeless crew and the bullshit sound system to blame
during rehearsals, one guy showed up, knew about our problem, promised to settle it the next day
yesterday, a new line up appeared, that previous guy was nowhere to be found
nothing could be fixed
despite that, the band itself was also to be blamed
what's with the sour faces on stage??!!
we are performers, we can't just sulk because something did not go as planned
save it till we leave the stage, what's so hard about that?!
even jesslyn agreed with this
the perpetual lack of confidence was still present
and irwan, please, please understand
if we already suck, get off the damn stage!!!
your lame jokes are just another hopeless redemption
because of all this, we're now everybody's fool
half the crowd was gone after our performance
great job gang!!!
what a waste of time
what a waste of effort
a waste of my saliva trying to lift your spirits
a waste of money spent on jamming,
a worthless attempt trying to put our songs into perfection
eyes on corona?
more like staring dead at the eclipse
so, that was pretty much how the event went for me
fortunately, this day came only on the 10th anniversary
who knows, maybe in another 10 years, someone's gonna repeat history
let's just wait and see...
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