i know i'll never get back, to where we were before
*gets tapped*
"?"
*phone is passed to jason*
"my son"
"woah, quite cute sia."
"handsome. like his father"
*30 seconds later*
*gets tapped again*
*phone passed to jason*
"my wife"
"wah not bad wad. pretty sia" (in all honesty, seriously quite pretty, the tradtional malay girl that's like.. elegant and stuff la)
*30 seconds later*
*gets tapped again for the 3rd time*
*phone gets passed to jason with another photo of a different girl on it*
"my girlfriend"
"..." *wtf*
this was about 2 weeks ago, this hilarious conversation between me and the soldiers from brunei. The conversation later strayed on to them trying to convince me that sex was something i should try and would get addicted on.
the way they talked about sex, you would think it was cigarettes, sometimes you wonder if you're fighting the losing battle sometimes. *shrugs*
So after being out for nearly 2 months (yea i know i sound like this broken tape recorder who keeps repeating on and on about his injury but yea.. bear with me) I popped some painkillers, and went back to challenge myself to run the SRJC iWill Run 2009.
I ran around 14/15 last year. But taking into account my inactivity for the last 2 months, i wasn't expecting much, perhaps hit the target again.
The thing is, before the race, our principal kinda advised us not to take water until the 5th round, earliest. By the 2nd round I was dying for water.
By the 5th round I wanted to quit.
By the 10th round I was giving myself imaginary excuses like my knees were beginning to hurt.
by the... ok la i stopped with 3 mins left cause i knew i wouldnt complete the last round in time.
I counted 13 rounds, but desmond told me it was closer to 15. Personally I have no idea. But well was pretty proud to have finished at least 10 rounds. That was, until the night, when i was thanking a friend for cheering me on during the race.
"eh, i wasn't slack, i walked 13 rounds."
i was like "wah lao. your fat friend here run his knees out for 1 hr 30 mins equivalent to you walking for 1 hr 45 mins. fuck, i should have just walked."
ahh... life sucks life sucks. I know I'm not the only fella who's disappointed cause I've got another friend whining about having been lapped 3 times by Nash. I got lapped like.. i dunno, i lost count LOL.
anyway, just a quick shoutout to the people who cheered me on a little. Thanks even though i didn't acknowledge, i was probably busy trying to fight the temptation to walk and slack.
and yea, thanks to you to, cause i really wasn't expecting to hear you encourage. and sorry about calling you grace, couldnt see clearly LOL. (although u weren't nice enough to reply the thank you message. i'm kidding. really.)
so anyway a quick update, combat phase is starting soon. in 4 weeks time I'll be posted out. To think of it, time passes really really fast. I'll miss alotta people in the course, talking crap with them. messing around with PJ, PC and all that crap.
so before I regret in 4 weeks time how much fun it was. I'll try and cherish every moment of it now, while i still can.
as a side-note, well. finally changed my blog up. Its not exactly what I want yet, but yea I'll get it done fully in a couple of weeks time. Need a quote to go with the picture too. Just don't have any inspiration now at the moment, and i dun wanna force anything out, cause it would sound really contrived, like how this post went.
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