birthday #23

so it has been a few days since magic number 23 is my age. had some realli good times :) once again, found myself at St james, thanz guys for coming down on such short notice! taking the singapore flyer with family and sleeping beauty was a real experience too :) hope to be able to take the flyer again, this time in the evening...

sleeping beauty took time out to have dinner despite her busy work and sch assignments for a good dinner~ realli appreciated it! Sang ktv with uni pals...5 hrs of it...woah! my onli regret is dat i didnt get to meet my poly gang...and didnt get to spend as much time as i wanted with all those that i met up with...

"at least i can legally go into dragonfly now :P"

stinko the philosopher...is back...

most philosophers in recorded history are brilliant people who have one way or another contributed to the society...thats why they have been recorded in history. However, these great people are often not wihout their flaws...such as a short short short temper, queer habits and mannerisms, wierd philosophies...and sometimes have fetishes unimaginable...hmmm...and most philosophers usually either die early or go insane at a young age...

mi? y i claim to be a philosopher? becuz...i realised that everytime theres a chance for mi to wander my mind off...i will...dats why i can never concentrate well and for long periods of time...people tell mi something and i'll forget it moments later...but i can randomly out of nothing tell u something...sometimes something ridiculous...

more often than not...i think too much for my own good...as with most philosophers...thats the reason they either die early or go insane...i think so much when at the end of the day its nothing...there was a period of time i thought of not giving a damn abt anything...so as to relieve my mental burden...and for awhile...it worked...but u cant change a leopard's spots...and voila, stinko the philosopher is back!

while i cant claim to have made any significant contributions to the human society to be recorded in history...i certainly have the makings of one...such as a short temper, queer habits, wierd logics, and thinking too much to come up with theories which onli i believe in...

i believe one factor my philosophical side has returned is cuz i've been much of a loner this sem...and i've been going on nite jogs again...so there's actually lotsa time to wander my mind off...and thats not a good thing...

if ur still reading at this point..i admire ur patience...u have my respect...u have juz encountered one of stinko the philosopher's endless jabbering...u have juz wasted 5-10m mins of ur life...

TO BE CONTINUED...

Magic number 300~

300 was the number of loyal soldiers King Leonidas had when he defended against the Persian army at the Battle of Thermopylae
300 also happens to be the model name for car maker Chrysler, the Chrysler 300c

with that in mind..this post...happens to be post number 300 :)

back to seriousness...i've been seriously trying to start a running regime...in a bid to get back to my long jogging days...target to be ready for AHM...and the full marathon later on...also...hope that the jogging would help shape mi up again...

genetically, i have a pear shaped body which likes to store fats rather then burn it...hence, accounting for the XL size tummy and flabby ass...then again...i dun exactly watch wat i eat...gone are the days when i had the determination to avoid carbo and gorge on proteins...i need a dietitian (Crystal! Help!)...

first week of holidays is almost over...as i move into week 2, hope i can improve on my time and run longer dist...and hope by the end of week 3, i would be able to do a 10 km run again...hope! juz hope! more imp...hope i can slim down...so i can fit into my old clothing again...sad...

lost and confused

eh...it might still be a little too early, but i dunno how celebrate my bday this yr...first of all, wat i wanna do, then i gotta decide hu to call...i def cant call everyone like last yr...where i realli compromised catching up with some of my frens...and i dun wanna get wasted again...soooo...sigh...i'm lost...damn...

dat aside..starting from today, for the next 3 weeks, i tell myself i'm gonna work out everyday...run twice a day if i could even...i seriously gotta lose some weight in order to fit back into my clothings...damn...

also...i gotta clear my room...again...as there's a new glass shelf to accomodate now...i try to clear my room when i can now...but there juz seems to be endless rubbish...damn...

oh yar! i wanna get a tan too!!! imp!!! i dunno wanna be the fair boy back in poly days!!~ sleeping beauty also wants mi to get a tan...so i shall...i'll make a point to bring a book down to read while tanning...and hope i dun fall asleep and burn myself...ouch...damn...

"saying is one thing...doing it is another..i need the determination to do it!!!!"

Exams over, wat now?

the past week has been pretty mentally draining for mi...seriously...juz glad that i'm through with my 2nd semester...well...another 10 more to go...

last sem, after our last paper...the usual gang had dinner and ktv session, and this sem, the same thing happened...i swear, it was not on purpose...might become a trend though...

upon reaching home...wasted no time with my "get fit in 3 weeks" plan by running a short distance with some light static exercises (its PROGRESSIVE TRAINING!)...

my weird mood did not stop there, as i started to clean up my room once again...to think i supposedly cleared during my last holidays, oh well...my room looks like a pig sty now...not dat i mind...

on a side note...as my desktop has decided to give up on mi...i can onli borrow my sis's lappy to log on net...sigh...sad...

"its been a while since i've been the philosophical mi...very long while...i miss the dreamy philosophical mi...damn..."

i rem the dayz when i first saw my men as recruits...and the variety of them...the "blur like sotong" kind, the "act garang but cry alot" kind, and the "do, do lor!" kind...those were the dayz

its been its been 6 months since i have ORD...and since the last i've seen them? my men have changed much...juz as i have...however, my men are soon approaching their ORD date too...but not without their "baptism of fire"

monday nite, they were gonna fly off to Taiwan for their inevitable ATEC, and Brigade Exercise...and mi, being the sentimental fool...made a trip down to the airport to see them off...as well as catch up with some of them...see how they were doing...i'm glad i made the long trip...

i managed to talk to not juz the men but also some of my fellow peers who had ORD-ed the same time as me...the sense of nostalgia... :) oh well, wish them the best for their trip to Taiwan...

"to console my men that going to taiwan is a good experience, i kept telling them dat compared to Brunei, Taiwan is a garden...and the gals there will leave u wanting more of course..."

of being called fat and doing something abt it~

Since today ended the traumatic mid-term period...i decided to go chill out for abit...since its always been straight home after sch nowadays...so i called vincmacky aka "dao yan" to go out chill...unfortunately...another guy decided to be a third party and tag along...

this guy...whom i seriously regret knowing as my acquaintance...i've known him since my army dayz...regretfully...and becuz of dat...i noe how big of a cannon his mouth is...when all he did during his army dayz was take leave half the time to go "see" specialist...another 1 quarter of the time on mc...and the final quarter of the time on light duty status...hence...cant do vigorous work...

miraculously...he didnt need to "see" the specialist anymore now dat he's ORD...woah...the wonders of the 3 letters...ORD...

becuz of the static evaluation and prejudice i have against him (maybe unfair...but i dun care)...i took it realli to heart when after some time not seeing him...his first words to mi were

"EH! U GROW ROUNDER AH!"

i seriously wanted to counter him by saying...

"eh, u of all people shouldnt call mi round...ur made up of a big blob of flabby meat u call muscle la...wake up ur stupid idea..."

but the logical part of mi decided against it...cuz the last time i offended him last sem in class...i called him a "mud"...and he almost punched mi...

nevertheless...i decided dat i shld realli do something abt my gaining of love handles (back to my poly days)...i decided to go for a run...dunno haven done dat in how many moons...

i changed to my running attire and told my dad i was going for a run...he gave mi the "Mas Selamat is out there and u wanna go and run!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" kinda look...i gave him the "Yes, i know Mas Selamat is out there and i wanna go for a run" look...

my dad juz shook his head and said "come back early"...it was 12 midnite...dats early rite? early morning...

think i haven wrote such a long post in a long long while...