from green to black: November 2009

Monday, November 30, 2009

this is how training looks like

Sunday, November 22, 2009

happenings

so recently everything is cool, i'm spending more money than
i make. doing lots of impetuous, impulse satisfying, catartic
shopping therapy.

i bought a pair of oakleys. set me back a cool $390

bought a ticket to vietnam again. $107.50

bought lots of racing equipment.

i've been knocked down (once again) by a van. i still clocked
177km after that.

the idiot has just come back from taiwan.

i wont see the other 2 idiots until the new year.

its 8days to my flight
13 days to my race.
10days to see happy kids.

its the middle of exams.
crap.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

miss anal

let me tell you a story of miss anal... the generic kind that
grows up to be mrs snobby bitch. probably the bratty product
of affluence coupled with a life of academic success, breeding
a self centered misanthrope who dwells exclusively among her
pontifical posse.

i happen to be acquainted with one. in fact, so well acquianted
that she might as well be my sister in law. i cant even talk
to either one of my brothers without her damn opinion or
consent. of which i am certain must be ordained by god in
substance because it seems it must be flawless.

of course my mother would be another good example of
anal-retentiveness but at least i have some respite from her
in facebook. i'm yearning for the day i can sit back and watch
the show of the faceoff between those 2 females.

oh well. i guess there's always a reason why they are called
bitches. just like a dog has to mark its territory with pee,
these women have to somehow show that they "possess" their
males with this need to control.

ahhh, i am so thankful that i wouldnt have to meet either of
them until next year. just hope that the moron in the army
doesnt bring her home. controlling bitch.

smile...

Saturday, November 07, 2009

don't you hate the truth?

well, i guess i wanna plagiarize from here and here.

Not only is the child of God so completely different from
the world. We can also say that the world cannot possibly
understand him or her. He or she is a riddle to the world.

A real Christian is an odd number. He feels love for One
whom he has never seen; talks with familiarity to Someone
he cannot see; expects to go to heaven on the virtue of
Another; empties himself in order to be full; admits he is
wrong so he can be declared right; goes down in order to get
up; is strongest when he is weakest; richest when he is
poorest; and happiest when he feels the worst. He dies so
he can live, forsakes in order to have; gives away so he
can keep; sees the invisible, hears the inaudible, and
knows that which passes knowledge.

This means there is a big problem with our lifestyle
and profession if the non-Christians around us have no
problems understanding us.

- from source 1

God has revealed so many glorious contradictions in the
lives and conduct of genuine Christian believers that
it is small wonder that we are such an amazement to this
world. The Christian is dead and yet he lives forever.
He died to himself and yet he lives in Christ. The
Christian saves his own life by losing it and he is in
danger of losing it by trying to save it. It is strange
but true that the Christian is strongest when he is weakest
and weakest when he is strongest. When he gets down on his
knees thinking he is weak, he is always strong. The
Christian is in least danger when he is fearful and
trusting God and in the most danger when he feels the most
self-confident. He is most sinless when he feels the
most sinful and he is the most sinful when he feels the
most sinless. The Christian actually has the most when
he is giving away the most; and in all of these ways,
the Christian is simply putting into daily practice the
teachings and example of Jesus Christ, his Savior and Lord!

- from source 2

to some of us, the above is pure nonsense, to others it makes
perfect sense. and i guess even to christians a.w. tozer
must have been a scary guy.

well, the hardest thing about truths is the way they
compel one to act or make a stand. sometimes, that is the
last thing you want to do.

i guess i'll leave confusing all of us again with this
exhortation by a muslim for christians to be more christian.
funny thing, if you think about it logically. can you ask
an apple to be more apple? of course my point isnt as
simplistic as that, but i am trying to show that the bells
and whistles and outward portrayals of individuals are
sometimes far removed from the fundamentals. oh and let
me just for the sake of the nitpickers say; lets look at
the spirit of the meaning of the words in the bible not
just the words in the bible.

muslim seminary professor? hmmmmm i like it already

missing shoes

i went for my first transition training today at sentosa.
not too bad. managed to finish the sets. learnt about
spotting, so hopefully i dont zigzag too much when i swim
any longer. couple the sets with a 5km run in the burning
hot sun and i wish i had done more anaerobic training so
i could be faster. but i guess since i'm heading for longer
distances, what i'm doing isnt too bad. after all, i did
catch all the girls in the run (at least).

my goggles fog and lets water enter so contacts are a
complete no-no for me. the sea water really stung my
eyes, nose and mouth. i almost thought i was gonna
suffer from some symptom of hypernatraemia and i probably
did causing me to lose my new pair of shoes and addidas
bag at the end of training. makes me real cheesed. but
iguess my bag will be found soon with the help of the
friendly people in sentosa.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

cars

that is the biggest "uninvestment" you can make in this place.
the car's value depreciates to 0 after 10years. then theres
petrol and parking and usage charges like erp and worst of all
there are cops to come make your life even more miserable by
sucking your money for the government.

i got my first parking ticket today and it stinks.

the dumb computer server was down while i was paying some bills
at the community center which resulted in me overstaying in the
office. a supposed 5mins issue became 40mins so you could say
i damn well deserved the ticket.

fine.

but if singa-bloody-pore is so damn crowded that our computer
severs cant even take the load resulting in a friggin 1hour
wait for a 3minute job its no wonder a lot of people are going
to be pissed. if the bloody stupid government says we will
raise erp charges to ease traffic so that we can maintain a
low low low speed of 40km/h on the roads i dont see many happy
people either.

its all about the people damnit. if you want to increase the
population of this damned place to 6.5 million then you will
see an increase in the number of stressed and miserable people
especially when this state is so heavily policed.

i mean look, i'm venting my anger on the net so that i wont
have to take it out on some miserable idiot who got in my way
due to his bad luck. i could be like the countless other
pushy, discourteous perpetually hurried and harried (oh our
dear grandfather's name is harry too, what a coincidence)
singaporeans who just spend their day making others miserable
so that they have company in their miserable situation. i'm
not going to be like that.

this place is already overcrowded. and to tell the truth,
i cant stand all the numskull excuses for human beings called
aunties being around. dont they have better things to do than
to queue for sales and make the sales people pay attention
only to them. for a whole half hour! and they are totally
oblivious to everyone else around.

i'd almost wish that i could say all such oblivious women
should be assaulted by sexual predators. that would be the
best reason for women to take more notice of their surroundings,
especially when they are threats nearby. i mean this probably
started from young since singapore is such a bloody safe place
and young little girls would block the entrance and exits of
escalators in crowded shopping malls so they can chat in their
bloody groups. and these bloody aunties just make an unreasonable
fuss to the receptionist when its the bloody server that is the
issue. read, she cannot do anything about the damn speed.

sometimes i think its really shitty being a guy in singapore.
you wanna knock all these people on the head for testing
your patience but you cant because it just makes things
worse. so we suffer in silence. and the bloody warden was
an auntie too.

must be a shitty job where everyone hates the sight of you.

as population density increases, this will be a less nice
place to live in. i really cant wait till the day i can get
the hell out of this shit hole. thankfully, with the good
government subsidised education, it wont be impossible. i
just pity all the morons who cant. but they deserve a
miserable life right? after all, they are the ones who keep
electing those white guys and its those guys in white who
make them suffer.

i wonder how the government expects us to be grateful and
have a moral obligation to the country anyway. the cheek!
just look at all the creative fines and laws they have to
make us so miserable!

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

uncertainty

i backed out of a run today. seems like i cant go as fast anymore.
clocking the long runs has increased my endurance, but my speed
has dropped like a falcon in a dive. now, i wonder why.

i've laid off the swims and bikes for some time and it seems that
my body hasnt recovered yet and that shouldnt be so. my core
temperature has increased and that means its easier for me to
sustain a heat injury. now that sucks because it will put me out
of commission for a few days and i cannot afford it. exams are
coming, flu season is coming and i have to peak for my race.
not good at all.

transitions, transition, transitions. hopefully the zippy guys from
the school bye-team can gimmie some tips. fast in the water, fast on
land they say. i guess training will be difficult, but hey, at least
we only answer to ourselves!

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