you have so much pain in you....that i want to comfort you and run away from you at the same time.

Yesterday i met the most beautiful thing in the world :)

oh well...getting on with life. Gymming has been great at FF. I have alot of motivation (if you know what i mean...naa just kidding) working out at the new gym. The environment's only a million times better than the dark and dingy hotel gym i previously frequented. Well of course it costs almost double the fees too but i think it's worth it. I seriously think i'm getting something good out of this...whereas at the previous gym everything felt so....stagnant..for lack of a better word.

i thought i was gonna hate the long drive to the gym but so far it'd been the complete opposite..i'm totally loving it. I blast the music to the max and when the DJs start to yak way more than they should i turn off the radio and do some thinking.....alot of thinking on alot of stuff. it's therapeutic even. yay. for now. hopefully i dont get sick of it too soon.

so...to frens who still think i'm losing it for driving all the way there and back everyday (almost). zip it. put it to rest. it's my prerogative. get over it!!

Mom sent the the link to Sorn's flickr page. He'd finally uploaded the photos they took while on vacation to some remote part of China (i saw a tibetan monastery...a yak...Unidentified Food Objects...tribal dance..it has to be pretty remote) urgh. i'm greener with envy? my envy is even greener? Green with envy.

lalala my 3 year old 20G ipod finally gave up on me. could'nt have chosen a better time. 20G worth of music and photos GONE...like...forever gone...i'm mildly depressed. The damned thing went into a coma yesterday, refusing to blink or respond in any way to my incessant toggling of the lock switch (supposed to be a hard restart according to the manual). 5 minutes later..it automatically restarted. yay. fearing that it might go into a coma again, i quickly switched it off, actually believing that it needed some rest. poor thing. Give me a pot and a whole chicken then and i might even cook it some freaking chicken soup.

on the way to the gym (oh the new gym, lets keep this one for later), i switched my little darling on. Seeing the familiar illuminated interface, i beeemed with pride and love for that ipod as much as anyone is allowed to love an inanimate object. Proceeded to select my favourite playlist. ...EMPTY.... erm...like..fuck it. Palms sweating, i pulled over and checked the other playlists. THEY WERE ALL EFFING EMPTY!

my whole world collapsed. there and then. well ok..a little bit exaggerated but pretty close. There's millions of awesome songs in there i dont think i could even find anywhere else anymore (and i cant really rememebr how i got them in the first place..kazaa?? limewire?..the good olden days urgh).. And my photos...oh my photos.................hundreds of them awesome porn travel photos ...GONE! ok writing this makes me mildly depressed again.


anyways. yesterday. holy Mary mother of God.
i went in to the toilet to pee (bear with me). Saw CP there at one of the urinals, he was gagging and was clearing his throat, obviously irritated by something. i didnt think much and proceeded to the urinal beside him. and then...the stench hit me like an 18-wheeler timber truck. wham!...up my nose. and i swear i felt my breakfast travel all the way up to my throat. it's indescribable. simply indescribable. rotten corpse is CK One compared to the stench. The doors to two toilet cubicles were closed. One of the occupants obviously hadnt shat in one whole year. Good God. I held my breath and didnt care if i had to die of asphyxia. I contemplated running out just like that. peeing still, dick in hand. But i bet bumping into Ann or Ngiow in that condition would scar them their entire lives. so...being the considerate collaeague i am (ehemm) i waitied for what seemed like an entire lifetime for my bladder to empty before dashing to wash my hands and race CP out of the washroom. We giggled like little schoolgirls outside the toilet and related the story to SM, who despite my repeated pleadings..refused to go in to take a sniff. oh well.


The New Gym. YOHOO...so i signed up at this new Gym at Island Plaza, bout 20KM and 1-hour jam away from office. I've had ppl call me crazy, having-too-much-money, siao, gila, and so on and so forth. but what the heck. I decided to try anyway. Yesterday nite was the second time i went there and i really had a good time working out. Afi taught me to use these enourmous and kinky machines that were meant to target different muscle groups in the body. The classes looked fun too! action-packed, loud music, lots of smiley faces and sweaty bodies! i would definitely join the bodyjam and bodystep classes sometime. when there's less ppl and i wont stand out like a freaking sore thumb in the midst of overenthusiastic showoffss regulars. god how i hate to be a newbie.
Oh and they provide free drinks too..milo!, tea, coffee, 100 plus (isotonic), etc. And i like the general layout of the place. with a spiral stairs in the middle, leading up to the changing rooms and studios and pantry, where u get to laze around and ogle at ppl working out in the studios and the machines downstairs. yippee. Overall, i'm pretty satisfied for now :) although the fees' a tad more expensive and it takes forever to travel there from home. for now. i'm happy end of story.


my car. someone scratched my bumper ...AGAIN! like the 7th time in 2 years. I have nothing else to say about this. I've bitched about it again and again and again. honestly i dont even know wat to say anymore. ppl r just plain dumb sometimes. They just find it too troublesome to reverse just a littttttttttttttle bit further before turning the steering wheel. go rot in hell you idiots!!

today i saw a man.

he was smiling. but the sadness in his eyes gave him away.

he tried to appear cheerful, but i knew better.

the downward glance to end every sentence. i recognize it too well.

i know the cause of his misery, but there was nothing i could do.