A hair cut.
Because the heat of my head is becoming unbearable from the thick, curly mass of hair.
It's so thick.
So warm.
I wake up sweating in the middle of the night.
Monday, 2 July 2007
Sunday, 24 June 2007
A void.
There's nothing in my life right now.
I have nothing, owe nothing.
And the sooner I realize that, the better I face reality.
I have nothing, owe nothing.
And the sooner I realize that, the better I face reality.
Wednesday, 6 June 2007
The Biceps
The biceps grouping (anatomically known as the biceps brachii), of which there are two heads (the short head or outer biceps, and the long head, or inner) comprise the upper portion of the upper arm and are responsible for elbow flexion (moving the hand toward the shoulder), elbow supination (rotating the palm upwards), and shoulder flexion/transverse flexion.
Training Program
Day 1 - Monday
Day 2 - Thursday
Warm-up set
Notes
5kg weight
Exercise
- Dumbbell Curls
1 set x 15 reps
Working sets
Notes
10kg weights for all exercises
1 minute interval between sets
2 minute interval between exercises
Exercises
- Dumbbell Curls
3 sets x 12 reps- Alternate Hammer Curls
3 sets x 8 reps- Concentration Curls
3 sets x 8 reps
Tuesday, 5 June 2007
On a flight of stairs..
Love is the key to unlock the impossible.
It wasn't too much of a long time ago that I was sitting on a flight of stairs of some obscure Punggol flat. My head was bowed. A cigarette dangled from my lips. I remember how I was crying silent tears then. My prospects didn't look too good - I've just been chased out of the house of a crazy bitch who was holding my lady love hostage. It gets worse, that crazy bitch is her sister and therefore a prospective in-law. Yikes.
So there I was crying and feeling sorry for my poor ass.
Then I found a little light in the seemingly lost battle.
I made a promise then on that day and at that moment that come what may, I will weather all adversity to just be with her.
I kept swearing that nothing on earth or in heaven can come between us.
She doesn't know about this because I never told her, even though the incident has passed quite a while ago. Maybe it's time I told her about the promise I made on that fateful day in Punggol, on that lonely flight of stairs.
Nothing can come between us baby.
Nothing on earth or in heaven.
It wasn't too much of a long time ago that I was sitting on a flight of stairs of some obscure Punggol flat. My head was bowed. A cigarette dangled from my lips. I remember how I was crying silent tears then. My prospects didn't look too good - I've just been chased out of the house of a crazy bitch who was holding my lady love hostage. It gets worse, that crazy bitch is her sister and therefore a prospective in-law. Yikes.
So there I was crying and feeling sorry for my poor ass.
Then I found a little light in the seemingly lost battle.
I made a promise then on that day and at that moment that come what may, I will weather all adversity to just be with her.
I kept swearing that nothing on earth or in heaven can come between us.
She doesn't know about this because I never told her, even though the incident has passed quite a while ago. Maybe it's time I told her about the promise I made on that fateful day in Punggol, on that lonely flight of stairs.
Nothing can come between us baby.
Nothing on earth or in heaven.
Sunday, 3 June 2007
Taking that first step.
"Quitting is hard. Not quitting is harder."
I can't agree more.
I finally decided to put my heart into quitting smoking. I know, I know. That's what I always say and what I have always been saying since I was thirteen years old, to varying degrees of failure. But this time, I'm not so sure about failure just yet. This time, maybe I will make it.
Afterall, I have the loving support of my baby girl behind me.
Why am I doing this? I guess I'm just so sick of all the empty promises that I have broken time and again to quit over these long years. Cigarettes strip my wallet dry and leave me a pauper. And perhaps most importantly, and the least selfish, is that my endeavour is undertaken on behalf of my special someone. I know I hurt her by smoking - baby I'm sorry for all the times I told you I'd quit but I didn't.
I always told myself that I will do everything that I can to make her happy.
But I always used the excuse that quitting was not within my limits. I always maintained how it was physically impossible for my body and that it would destroy me. I realize now that's that being piss weak.
Love is about sacrifice. This is one of the times where I give up one of the ill habits that I have the misfortune to addict myself it. Hey, I confess : I love smoking and it's one of the greatest joys in my life. But now it's time to say goodbye to it and gain an even bigger happiness ; the satisfaction of telling my girl that I fulfilled one of her wishes for me.
It's been so long since I went twenty four hours without tobacco, and the minutes are steadily counting down to midnight. I guess it's safe to say that I made it through the first day. I admit, I'm proud of myself. My body feels slightly weakened but it's still strong overall - I'm going to the gym in the morning tomorrow to get a good pump. There's also a refreshing calmness from knowing, hitherto, I have not tainted my body with poison for a whole day.
I can feel midnight coming...
I can't agree more.
I finally decided to put my heart into quitting smoking. I know, I know. That's what I always say and what I have always been saying since I was thirteen years old, to varying degrees of failure. But this time, I'm not so sure about failure just yet. This time, maybe I will make it.
Afterall, I have the loving support of my baby girl behind me.
Why am I doing this? I guess I'm just so sick of all the empty promises that I have broken time and again to quit over these long years. Cigarettes strip my wallet dry and leave me a pauper. And perhaps most importantly, and the least selfish, is that my endeavour is undertaken on behalf of my special someone. I know I hurt her by smoking - baby I'm sorry for all the times I told you I'd quit but I didn't.
I always told myself that I will do everything that I can to make her happy.
But I always used the excuse that quitting was not within my limits. I always maintained how it was physically impossible for my body and that it would destroy me. I realize now that's that being piss weak.
Love is about sacrifice. This is one of the times where I give up one of the ill habits that I have the misfortune to addict myself it. Hey, I confess : I love smoking and it's one of the greatest joys in my life. But now it's time to say goodbye to it and gain an even bigger happiness ; the satisfaction of telling my girl that I fulfilled one of her wishes for me.
It's been so long since I went twenty four hours without tobacco, and the minutes are steadily counting down to midnight. I guess it's safe to say that I made it through the first day. I admit, I'm proud of myself. My body feels slightly weakened but it's still strong overall - I'm going to the gym in the morning tomorrow to get a good pump. There's also a refreshing calmness from knowing, hitherto, I have not tainted my body with poison for a whole day.
I can feel midnight coming...
Pool fun..
Woke up early today to go swimming with sayang at Yio Chu Kang pool!
It was fun as anything but we came away with our skin BBQed to a thin, fine crisp. She more than me though ; poor baby. We spent the whole time in the medium pool just clinging to each other. Sunny weather was cheerful but blazing. Ok, so we were more of soaking rather than swimming but it was cool nonetheless. First time seeing her in swimsuit - oooh lala..
I just loved the sweet feeling of the cold water and her body close to me. :)
After that we went off to look for makan - we ate our very nice lunch al fresco style under the shade of a shelter.
All the way home I teased and teased her about her burnt skin.
I guess I shouldn't though.
She looks just as pretty to me anyway.
It was fun as anything but we came away with our skin BBQed to a thin, fine crisp. She more than me though ; poor baby. We spent the whole time in the medium pool just clinging to each other. Sunny weather was cheerful but blazing. Ok, so we were more of soaking rather than swimming but it was cool nonetheless. First time seeing her in swimsuit - oooh lala..
I just loved the sweet feeling of the cold water and her body close to me. :)
After that we went off to look for makan - we ate our very nice lunch al fresco style under the shade of a shelter.
All the way home I teased and teased her about her burnt skin.
I guess I shouldn't though.
She looks just as pretty to me anyway.
Monday, 28 May 2007
Gazebo
This is for sayang..
Hey!
Those star-dotted nights
When I held your hand
Past soft dark waters, sheer delight
Past aged couples, their hands roaming
Down paths, devoid of light
To a white frame
Holding you at water's edge
I whispered your name
Gently pulling you into my lap
Finding that love is no game
After turning old
This I say to you
Never shall my love fold
Never shall I regret
Having you to hold
Hey!
Those star-dotted nights
When I held your hand
Past soft dark waters, sheer delight
Past aged couples, their hands roaming
Down paths, devoid of light
To a white frame
Holding you at water's edge
I whispered your name
Gently pulling you into my lap
Finding that love is no game
After turning old
This I say to you
Never shall my love fold
Never shall I regret
Having you to hold
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