there was roadrun on thursday and pulau ubin trip today.
i swear i feel alive and kicking after a whole dormant period without sports.
sports can be better than sex. or andrea teo.
i feel like i can take on Napfa anytime.
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Thursday night was fantastic really.
ran to Jalan Kayu from Yishun with good friend Andrea one-hot-fuck Teo.
good way to train up cos of the incentive at the end. the famous prata. yerh.
one of us had $20 in his underwear and the other had $10. secure storage really.
had barely any moolah back for the trip back.( lazy to run back la)
ended up praying for the Emperor to be with us on the cab back to Yishun.
$7 proved sufficient in the end. wonder what would happen if the cab reached its destination and we only had $7 to pay.
or if the meter would hit $7 and we get the driver to dump us somewhere along Seletar.
did hit home safe and sound though. i had to run for the last train. power pack.
what an achievement. i am once more proud of myself i swear.
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Ubin earlier today wasnt that bad. we ALL had fun.
Trevor and Jon got to flash their B-cups. oh glorious B cups.
you should have seen them swishing around. \m/ baby.
Definitely had more exercise than the other time. Bikers this time more steady.
took pictures too. dumb ones. anything involving me is. i PERSONIFY dumbness.
Trevor had some huge accident. para-glided over the rail and created a huge impression amongst the lallangs. poor guy's shoes flew off as well from the impact. wounds and scratches all over. what an impact it must have been.
but not to worry mon, you came away with battle scars and the purple heart.
good day to spend outside with good company. not so nice considering how much we spent. sigh
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outdoor activities like these are excellent in challenging your physical and metal capabilities. exactly how much punishment your body can take. i love a good challenge and coming up on top.
real morale booster. guess I've always been one to push myself to the end of my limits until i can go no more and then try to go even more. maybe its the way i grew up where i lived through discrimination, underestimation and people constantly belittling me/put me down. everyone back then made me feel useless.
perhaps my competitive streak stemmed from there. when i know I'm good at something, i want the world to know. not trying to sound arrogant or overconfident, but sometimes, people want their strengths to be acknowledged or recognised.
the whole chunk of emo shat above is reminding me of the mother.
i shall not continue.
10:41 PM