training
i woke up this morning with a smile on my face
i slept well dreaming of you in leather and lace
driving along the road in my car
i heard you say, hurry on boy or we both wont go far
rushing on to training to pace
hurrying along to count down the days
i went to sleep loving you and i'll miss you more when i wake.
i've got this whole week to make my body sore i guess.
wonder if my paddle will grow fatter during chinese new year
:P
job
so i got this letter from my prospective employer
which i'm not really too interested in. i probably
aced the interview or they must be rather desperate.
but anyway they want to offer me a contract for 1
and a half years for $2550 in starting salary.
of course you can guess my reaction, do i look that
desperate for a job?
but anyway to give them the finger so early would be
a waste so i should at least hear them out if they
want to give me a better deal. so i'll probably sit
in on the briefing.
come on. if i was desperate, i'd rather join the army
god was long winded
the bible is one long thick book. then again, it was
written by the timeless man and old people always have
much to say... and ramble. maybe just like me.
i was up doing nuts today. trying to solve homework
that didnt want to be solved and feeling almost
hopeless. i never remembered being so stupid but i think
there is always a first for everything.
today whilst cycling i experienced another instance of
"not thinking only about myself" the kind of thing that
gets more regular when you remember that... oh yeah,
the responsibility to others. i was rushing, but i was
careful. maybe that's enough to make 2 people happy.
i met elijah who is now the proud owner of a $6000
argon bike. seems like my lungs held up fine, but i didnt
push so i havent tried anaerobic exertion yet. wheeze
is less.
oh anyway, if i had to keep a message. and the message
would say something to lift me up when i'm down. what
would that message say? and its all gonna fit in my hand.
looks like i have till the end of the month before i
pass that message on...
show me the moves
so anyway i have a friend who's going away for awhile.
back to the country of origin, home. i guess leaving
singapore must feel pretty good and refreshing. funny
thing for me, it feels like home's leaving. it really
doesnt matter which country one is in if one's sense
of attachment or belonging isnt there. think of a
walking house, or maybe the old lady who lives in a shoe.
anyway i stumbled upon this site,
danceplug.
nice to have an online resume for what is better expressed
in motion than words eh. yeah i think so too.
guess i'll tell my friend to take care later
