Almond Drink is good

The weather for the past few weeks in Singapore is nothing but hell. Its terribly hot in the day and even at night , god bless those people who invented the air-conditioner.I think i'll be reduced into a puddle of essence of me if theres no air conditioning around.



The high temperature is bad. It harms the body , mentally and physically. Mentally for example the group that i'm working in,we almost commited homicide during meeting discussions . Damn the bloody weather for making hot heads hotter. If frustrations ain't enough we've got people falling sick. Jeeze, I bet the stock prices for ma kuang medical hall or the poly clinic have been rising like how hot air rises .



If you are how ever , having sudden, often repetitive, spasmodic contraction of the thoracic cavity, resulting in violent release of air from the lungs ,usually accompanied by a distinctive sound, in other words.. cough.. You can have an ALMOND DRINK.



I've been coughing my adam's apple out for the past few days and i just couldn't get a cure. Mum came back with 2 bottles of Almond Drink and told me to finish one bottle. It tasted not bad so i glady gulp the latter down, and the effect is instantaneous!I'm feeling better already, ok , thats what i feel, i dunno whether i'm better or not ,but ITS GOOOOOOOOOODDDD. If you are having sudden, often repetitive, spasmodic contraction of the thoracic cavity, resulting in violent release of air from the lungs ,usually accompanied by a distinctive sound, in other words.. cough.. do give Almond Drink a go.. don't say i never say.

We're victorious with a lost..

The atmosphere was tense..a bead of sweat dribbled down my side burns as i held the ball, ready to serve.We're on par with our opponent, saint hilder's alumni, the champions for the tournament last year and by far, our more formidable opponent.We won the first set , and they won the second , and now , we're on par on the 3rd set, 19-19... no one had expected Zheng hua to be playing so well against such a strong opponent , and to be able to send them running on their heels. Eventually, the crowd began cheering for zheng hua , strangers became supporters, enemies kept their mouth open wide and stare at awe, the whistle blew and i served the ball over.

Memories of my time at zheng hua training as a vball player flash as the game proceeded.I still remember the time when Mr Sng bought us a pail, and the few of us chipped in money to buy us a bottle of syrup and we mixed it in the pail and drank from there! Its hilarious , the things we did during our trainings in Zheng hua. I still remember how we start walking during the jogging session when coach isn't looking and ran like crazy when we're in his scope. Then the times when Mr sng says he wants to treat the whole team to break fast .. we were so happy but were disgusted when he came with 70 cents plain bee hoon with chilli sauce as a side. Then the time when he made a bet with us if we won our ever first finals at the west zone he'll buy us anything, and gen yuan asked for a mrt. We won, and yes , Mr sng owes us a mrt.

Now every one of us have different paths already, Ct and jy plays for Sp and have improved so much , Ws became the captain of team Nyp, Yk became the captain of team Rp , while the rest of the team , ppl like me.. remain in our solitude. My thoughts snapped as i prepared for the spike , the crowd started their chant .." wooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...... SAH~"

We lost.. the game , the players at saint hilders are great. They've got good skills , height and strength. As we shake our hands , we knew in our hearts, that we won. We sent chills down the spine of a giant , we fought till the very last point was wasted, we salvaged every points with every ounce of energy we had and we made a difference.That match was zheng hua's victory, our win.

Volleyball fiesta

A couple of quick updates on what i'm doing..

Been playing loads of vball matches lately, couldn't get enough of them. For bukit panjang we're into the quarter-finals already which is on next tuesady , woots it seems so effortless to play with team bukit panjang csc, they're good. Then , i'm now in team zheng hua alumni , like finally, i'm able to play for zheng hua again. We're now facing off different teams in our preliminary rounds in the national under 19 vball tournament.We defeated team zypheus today with a lip smacking 2-1 win. It was smacking indeed , the net was set so low today that every one had no problem over coming it , so much so that i jumped too high and had my head blocking the ball instead of my hands. Well, that kinda summed up to my bruised left eye. Its a comedy ... oh yea, did i mentioned, 10 yellow cards were issued in our match . . .totally ridiculous

I gave it a thought and maybe , vball ain't that bad to play. Since i can't cycle well any more , might as well settle for a sport which i could just play.. less competitively. Cycling is nice and all , but its all solo. I'ld like solo once in a while, but to train in solitude.. to be too fast in front of the pack, or too slow ... its always a solo affair. You don't share the glory of wining a race with any one else. You got it yourself. I've got enough of individual glory, enough to satisfy myself.I'm an easily satisfied person so Shut the fuck up , if u think I'm showing off .

Maybe volleyball would be a good thing to continue after all. There is more team work , and we win or lose as a team. Glory isn't just some nonsensical self proclaiming any more. Its a big shout out from 12 people, that we won~ eat that.

Ay ok la.. I like vball .

The jaw dropper...

Sheesh , its been a helluva week, Projects, tutorials , vball, club stuffs.. GG , I'm cranked out . Not to mention i'm so busy acting busy most of the time. Sheesh , and there is this presentation tml , damn and my leather shoe gave up on me this morning while meeting our client. , it couldn't got worse. Its good that i've got a bunch of carrying team mates and ly actually ran all the way to the club room to get my other pair of shoes, woots, thanks man.Much appreciated.

So, the other day Patrick showed me this girl , upon seeing her , i had the image of her Etched right into the back of my head. Sheesh, i just can't forget her.Well, so I'll be kind and I'll share the good stuffs, so i decided to post a pic of this

marvellous

hot

sexy

bootilicious

Stussy

Girl....

Don't look any where else ...

Jaw dropper, ain't she...XD

Appreciation , uniformed..

" Auntie can you help me to clean the table please, its very dirty , thank you"

Wearily , she drapes her rag onto her arm and push the cockery cart to the table . As she swiped the grime, her eyes wandered around the vicinity . Every table sat a family , or at least , a mum and her child . There were roses and cakes and beautifully wrapped presents in the arms of mothers. She looked at her hand covered with filth , took a deep breath and submitted to fate.

"Heres the pay for this month , sorry it came so late, the people up there were giving us a hard time."

"Thank you" she croaked.

" Hows ah boy doing? Has he been going to school and all? I hope he mixes well with his class mates..."

She kept her reserve and managed a smile as she packed her uniform into her bag. Ah boy is 19 years old now, he is her only son. The father died in a freak accident at his work site , leaving her as the family's sole bread winner. Ah boy finally made it into pre-school this year , he was diagnose with autism at the age of 3.

The casual walk back home became draggy steps. Her legs feels especially heavy today . The gates creaked open, marking the end of her tormenting journey back home. She sauntered in the dark pass her living room and into her bed room. She then took light foot steps into the kitchen for her shower in an attempt to make as least noise as possible, not wanting to wake ah boy up.

As she turn on the lights at the kitchen , she was froze.

"Ah boy! "

The child looked at her mother guiltily as he sat on the floor , infront of him laid cutlery sprewn across the floor.

" Ma..."

" what are you doing? So late haven't sleep!"

"I want to cook dinner for you ma, teacher said today is mother's day , I want to thank you for being my mum"

Tears welled up in her eyes as she dropped on her knees to hug her son...

" Shi shan zhi you ma ma hao, you ma ti hai zi...~~~~"

The dim moon light creeps off as he continued singing......

The escape..

I've not been blogging much as you guys have noticed,not because i'm busy but because blogger gave me some fuck up error, thus i can't post, but here goes , a post which is due 6 days ago..





Patrick the star fish introduced me to this wonderful place to fish a few weeks ago and I've been dying to try the place out. Last Sunday was a beautiful day thus i loaded my gear and cycled to the spot. Now one good thing about the spot is that its far away from civilisation, least considered far away for a Singaporean "spot" . Its almost seems un disturbed by any human activity and heres the catch , you don't get any net work reception in that area. Imagine you were to die there ,how nice.


Despite the swampy condition of its parameters, its actually quite a nice place to be at . Its peaceful ambiance eradicates any stress you have . Some how , it can be quite eerie when it gets damn quiet when even the cicada decided to shut up. Well, that didn't really bother me , i like a mysterious surrounding once or twice , for that moment of serenity . I didn't even mind if i don't catch any fish at all!






Nevertheless ,I did manage to land some fine catches at that area. Only a specific species though , the giant snake head(Channa micropeltes), other wise locally known as Toman or Siam lui.


Being a high level predator means that the Giant snake head eats many other fishes, amphibians and even small birds, but is not preyed upon by many other species. The Giant snake head is considered gregarious, with the young often following closely to their mother. There have been reports of protective mother Giant snake head attacking men who have disturbed the snake head's school of juveniles.



Well, not that I've been attacked , i wouldn't want to go swim if i know those fishes are in the water man. I did waded about knee deep to retrieve my line when it got snagged in some underwater branches though, with fear.Just look at it baring its teeth.

I couldn't bear bringing home those fishes and destroying that habitat and its Eco-system, thus fishes caught were all released after photo taking. The day was concluded with an awesome sunset . As i gulped down my Heineken , i couldn't help but have the urge to go at the spot once again , that my friends, is living the high life, my style.

Happy birthday Jp..

I've a confession to make .

Jia pei , it is your birthday and you are supposed to be expecting a message and a present from me in perth. Heres the confession , I've not sent you message nor the present. =X Ok , now you can go ahead and call me heartless , ungrateful and all those shet , because i really think i'm something like that . Ay, sorry .... i'm just too busy acting busy...

Despites all the names you're gonna start giving to me , i'ld like to say that i'ld treated you all the same and i'm grateful that you're always there and all , being concern and all those shet . Tsk , I know you're gonna go its ok and all for not getting ur present and sending you a message and all but tsk , face it, i could have . SORRY!

Well , in any case, please don't go thinking u're any less appreciated by me or any stuff along that line. Happy birthday ~ =)

Egoism,charismatic yet annoying in abundance...

Its been extremely busy for me, i was tied up with the club's FO camp and school.. So i thought i could blog alil before i go to sleep, tsk , waiting for hair to dry..

So we won the match , Shawn came with a casted leg -_- pff, what irony, thus i played that match... Its quite a nice fight i guess, well, i definitely feel the knees crying in agony as I pushed them to their limits jumps after jumps..Tsk, break already , if you must..

The Fo camp went pass last sat, well lotsa stuffs to improved on but we pulled through. AS i looked around the comrades which fought with me to keep the club alive , i see rusty blades... WE're tired... I'm tired... The battle had taken its toll...Its hard to put up a good fight any more.. THen i saw new faces, a new era, the young blood, which will carry on this fight , not for glory, not for recognition... but to strive for the passion that runs deep within the blood , that pushes us to triumph, the fight for SP cyclists...its been a long long journey......I'm glad that we came through...

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Egoism would best be describe by how a man overwrites perceptions given by others with his own beliefs and interest. Egoism occurs in both man and woman alike , its good to have alittle ego here and there but it definitely pisses me off when one flaunts his or her ego like its nobody business.IN this case , I'm Glad to be more exasperated with a MAN's copious ego.

I didn't really believe that egoism is anything good before , but some one, passed down a comment that egoism would add to one's charisma.I thought over it and found that its quite true that one who possesses his own set of beliefs has scored more likes and leadership qualities then some one who does not. See now , that's the time where Egoism is good to have.

However , what isn't good to have is TOO MUCH EGO. Imagine this situation, you're in a team doing some project for a client, and you believe that what ever applications you've input would work . You see your idea as a piece of art and would turn out to brilliantly and much appreciated by the client . How ever , in the eyes of many others who've seen or heard about what you're going to do thinks it isn't going to work that way. They've advise you , they tried to coax you, they've even did something which is better for you to look at , but you still hold your stand that your work is gonna work , stubbornly. You then take charge of the team and had them carry out your idea , and when you shown it to the client , he wasn't the least impressed. Voila , you pulled your team mate , and yourself into a toilet bowl full of shet, yes , you are in deep shit. Then you start thinking that the client's views are wrong and its unjust and you kept whining about the perfect plans you had. Pretty annoying now , ain't it?

Well, here's some two cents worth of advise I'll like to give . Its good to have you're own believes , and its good to fight for what you want. How ever , when the whole world thinks what you're doing is dumb , that's the point to start thinking that your are not that smart after all. Take for example King Leonidas from the movie 300 . If you've not watch it , go watch it , its a pretty nice film , good animated muscles and all. So , king Leonidas took 300 spartan soldiers out for a nice battle down the valleys of mountains with the Persians. He strongly believes that he should carry on his spartan tradition and all that shet , ditto, that's having egoism. That egoism sparked him to take 300 soldiers out to the battle fields to kill, yet quite some number from the enemy side , in fact its quite impressive what the 300 could do. How ever , They ended all dying piling on top of each other , with arrows stuck in their bodies when the Persian army came down full force on them(I can't imagine the pain if the arrow struck the , you know... part first.)Now , that 300 , what if any one of them harboured the thought that he didn't wanted to do this , but its his king's egoism that clouded his views, that he doesn't wanna voice out , in fear of spiking his king's Egoism. What if any of them would have those thoughts? Now , great egoistic one... put yourself in king Leonidas shoes, what would you do?

Well, its up to you now whether you still wanna be stubborn or not , change when in the need to ... If you still want to flaunt that egoistic "quality" of yours , you could go get yourself your little spear and shields, wear some sandals or something and go scream like some one just stick a cactus up your arse...