How did they become so much more?

How did they become the people i could confide in? They made me have a good time, despite spoiling a good drinking session with all my incoherent rantings. They made me realise that a good time doesn’t necessarily involve alcohol and cards. They made me feel lucky grateful. Despite them being smart academically,  never once did they made me feel stupid. Never once did they made me feel good was never good enough. They made me feel whole, they made me feel me. Most importantly, they made me feel confident among them with/without alcohol consumption.

Alcohol, dice, big 2 and shopping might have brought us together, but the small talk tonight have actually brought us closer.

And i really like it that way.

Cheers to all the awesome Friday nights we had! And definitely more to come.

I’ve done reading, finally.
As expected, i cried at the end.
If anyone goes on raving how good the movie was,
they surely haven’t read the book yet.
Thanks Christ, for recommending such an awesome book.

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Sometimes, i feel like i am Clare-constantly waiting. But at least she knows what she’s waiting for. Me? What am i waiting for?
Here and, now, here and, now….

RPM room is something like that. As much as i enjoy rpm-drenching in my own sweat, powerful music, high resistance, racing-it still feels like hell to go through 1 full session these days. Thanks to an extra racing track today, i was actually contemplating on whether or not i should go for pump. (Which i normally won’t. I am actually quite decisive when it comes to which classes to go to in gym. When i made up my mind to go for 2 classes, i will.)

Today, i actually needed to Yeoh and G to help me make a decision. How pathetic. After much nonsensical chatter, i went anyway. I managed to skip lunges effortlessly without name calling. but Eleanor thought i was gonna pass out after squats. Of course i didn’t. I am not that weak. I gave Yeoh the death stare for talking me into going Pump when class finally ended. If i could, i would combat the crap out of him for telling me, “i thought rpm today was easy?”

It’s either my stamina and energy level is going down the drain or he is iron man.

I’d like to think it’s the latter because i’m in denial like that.

So there, i’m bored to the core. Hence, this post.

I won’t be deterred by it though. I like the exhilaration when i finally made it to the end. It may be tiring as hell but it feels pretty awesome. And the excruciating pain? It feels good.

I really wish i could have more passion in my studies like i do for my work out. Sigh.

Ever since my finals ended, Fridays always contained too much booze and too much noise. Wether we like it or not, we always step foot in UPR on Fridays to complete the night. We don’t so much party, but we will have our crazy drinking session where everyone ends up happy tipsy. And from all the Friday drinking sessions, i haven’t gotten drunk, yet.

I remembered i stop this whole partying thing a while ago, knowing that its a lil dangerous and ’twas unhealthy.

Now, you ask? Still dangerous, but i can take care of myself. I still have the girls to stick with me. Health wise? I only live once. And i can’t be damned if i die young, as long as i’m happy.

The trio, the weekend friends.

I am super excited that in approx. 12 hours, i’ll be done with my last paper.

As much as i dread sitting for the paper, i still need to sit for it in order to get over it right?

So yesh, i’ve been cooped up in the library for the past 3 days nerding. Hope my effort doesn’t go to waste tomorrow.

Life’s been treating me well so far although i was/still am stressed out over my finals. If you put finals aside, all things else are great!

You, thank you.

Will update more after this. For now, i’m getting back to grinning and nerding. Its a pretty good combo. Makes me happy and stress less although im already about to burst!

Till then.

x.

Mentally and physically.

Finals and uni placement stuff are driving me crazy. The only way to unwind is to hit the gym, which is draining me physically.

Finals will be over in a week. And before that week is over, i will still be stressing over not screwing up Accounting. And when finals is officially over, i will continue stressing over uni placement stuff. See, i’ve gotten things all planned out. Stressing aside, there’s still job hunting, shopping and partying. And hopefully a small getaway. Oh oh, hardcore gym-ing too.

The post finals activities are so tempting. Sigh.

For the mean time, i shall work hard.

For i can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

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I don’t wanna feel the way that i do
I just wanna be right here with you
I don’t wanna see, see us apart
I just wanna tell you straight from my heart
I miss you

Sigh.

I suck at it so so so bad. I am prioritizing all the wrong things all over again. Important things became not so important, unimportant things became crucial. Sigh.

Studies. Gym. Family. Friends. Alone time.

I’m starting to feel like i don’t have time for anything or anyone.

But then i have the damn time to online to type this ranty entry.

Awesome.

No wonder my Accounting midterm results is crap.

Tomorrow shall be a good day. No, i deemed it to be a good day tomorrow.

On a totally different note; hanging out with gym people isn’t exactly healthy. With them, somehow, i eat a whole lot more than i normally do. Strange isn’t it? For example, today’s dinner consist of a big bowl of beef ramen noodles, 4 pieces of steamed dumplings, 3 pieces of nuggets and a chocolate sundae. And my company during dinner? Gym buddy Christ and RPM instructor JY.

Fat.Die.Me.

My 2hours daily at the gym isn’t paying off.

And if i ever grow fat, my friend is gonna laugh at me.

I need counter pain!

Its been a while since i’ve hit the gym so often. And it felt so good to keep the adrenaline pumping. Even though my body aches after each session, the pain still felt good. Haha. Clearly, my stamina has dropped but i still manage to finish each class that i attend, only skipping the cool down part. Hehe.

Chances are i won’t be able to keep up when college resumes. Which i’m trying not to think about cause it upsets me.

I love to hit the gym, but i don’t do sports. Weird much? :S

Pump and rpm tomorrow morning. Burn baby burnnn! And i shall kill myself one last time on Saturday before i start going MIA again.

Im soooo hooked to Smile by Uncle Kracker thanks to choki chuah. An awesome song indeed. Oooh you make me smileeeeee~! *sings*

You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed sing like bird
Dizzy in my head spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh you make me smile
Smile-Uncle Kracker

Its as if i am dreaming. Dreaming a dream that i wouldn’t want to wake up from. A dream that is so beautiful that it all seems so impossible.

The facade was hiding so many things; and once you’ve get through it, you’ll realized there’s so much more to be discovered.

You are a friend, a precious gem. Nothing like what others described you as. The sarcasm might drive me up the wall and the cynicism would make me furious, but when you reveal yourself, i realized that all was worth it.

Took me a year to know you, by far the longest i’ve tried.

And those compliments? Thank you.