Bird Bird!

I rarely blog these days, due to the simple fact that i have a drought on ideas and topics to blog on. If i blog about how much i like her, u guys say i am too crazy over her. If i blog on politics, i might a free stay in changi. Worse still, i might blog something that piss people off and they will come kill my whole family. So ya, i will stick to telling u guys my daily life and bore the hell out of u peeps. =)

Todae went to gym as usual, trained hard, but not hard enough i guess, though i trained till muscle fatigue. I know i shouldnt rush things, so wat to do, go home lor. Will be running tml evening, and most prob swimming on saturday if the weather permits. Training is now part of my life, and there's one other thing i wanna make a part of my life. Okay, im not supposed to tok bout her tis entry. hahass.

And in the evening, i went back to NP Strings, my old guitar club at Ngee Ann Poly. I dun kw almost everybody there man, im realli getting super old, and its been like 3 yrs since i realli went back to take a good look at my club.

I went on a tour of sorts, i was the onli guitar alumni there, and i kinda patrolled around like some VIP on inspection. lolx. I hope i wasnt a irritant lah, i was walking around tinking about the good old days, when i was still kiddish and in my 18s. All the things that happened at every corner slowly floods into my mind.

The staircase outside the clubhouse: I asked somebody to be my gal here, and i repeated 3 times before she got the msg. hahass

The music room where we practiced: Where most of the memories are, spent a dark nite here with a ghostly encounter, cracked stupid jokes here, practiced hard for concerts here etc. And yes, i met corinne here.

The store where we stored the equipments: Stupid place, hot like fuck with no ventilation. Used to be and still is a rubbish dumb.

The clubhouse : place to slack and hold meetings. i remember the quarrels the committee always have, and i used to chuckle at one corner at their anger. I mean come on, got need to quarrel meh, tok nicely lah. And the hole tat the 'supposingly' veri furious derrick or derence or watever-his-name-is punched in the wall is no longer there. Dumb fellow. totally stupid.

So you see, though the place is kinda small, lots of memories came back to me when i was looking at the old pictures of NPS during my days. I wasnt a cam whore, so i didnt have much pictures, but those few i have, i was realli fat sia. (I know, im still fat now. haha)

Didnt tok to those people i dun kw, im now anti-social. weeee. So like i was saying, i listened in on their practice for the upcoming concert, and i must say, i am disappointed. The standard isnt there anymore and the ensemble wasnt realli tat great. Im not good i know, but still i must say, they realli need to buck up, they have 1 mth left to the concert. sigh.

Going to skool tml to do project. Haiz, sibei sian, need to go back to skool all the way to do project, yet lan lan must go back. I kinda tot i can go swimming tml afternoon lor. Nvm, dun whine, project must do, its a responsibility to my group.

Going low carb again, though i just ate nasi lemak juz nw. Argh. That officially means i cannot touch any starch for the rest of the week till next friday. wah lan, fuck me. From now onwards, no starch or sugar, or its suicide for me. And yes, i will start to drink iced kopi-o kosong before every training session to get some caffiene into my system to aid metabolism. =)

Jason's : It never was a crush. Im serious.