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...

Kid and old man

Some times when i go out with my friends..they'll describe about the many sides of my characters ... many a time i disagree with their descriptions , because I KNOW MYSELF THE BEST! Pff, well , the reliability of that statement is questionable , so pff, i decide to start doing self assessments of myself , to show case , or admit .... the person i think i am.

I think i can be damn childish and immature at times . Just like a kid. I'ld whine and stuffs when i'm with the guys when i can't get the stuffs i want. I'ld be angry over the most meagre things like having to eat vegetables for the whole day. i'ld watch pokemon on saturdays and teenage mutant ninja turtles on sundays.I'ld show off when ever i can , like riding just alittle faster then the guy in front and smirking at him.

I can be quite an old man sometimes. I'ld complain about every thing . Even though there is nothing wrong with it , i'ld go all out to find faults which were never there. I'ld grumble just to get attention and irritate. Then i'll nag at stuffs to get them done.. oh yea , i've got back aches , knee aches and cry pain when it rains. Tsk , ah pek.

Even now i'm complaining about my knee, pff.. Vball match this thurs , think i'm not going to be able to play in main 6 , too lousy. Sigh.

Akward silence

The saturday was spent at home , sleeping and resting mostly , had a bad head ache and i went for the white one in the morning , that explains why i slept through. The thing about me and bad head aches is that they occur after a huge relieve , its like high tide of brain juices draining out as i began to relax, causing turbulence , thus head ache. Thats , comical science.

Its weird how i felt empty when ever saturdays are spent alone . Well, the fact that i'm alone contributes most of it , but i'm alone mostly , but its saturdays that hit me the most.When you work so hard or studied so hard through out the week and finally you have the week end to chill , you find that you're alone. I long for companionship , or rather, just people(or person) to chill out with.

Then i thought , maybe i need to find something to do ,usually i'll just go online. Now , going online meant i will be on msn and that didn't help much but cave me out even more. Messages began popping up , but those aren't stuffs i wanna hear . People i don't wanna talk to . Conversations i don't wanna start . It sucks.

Then again , i'll be scrolling up and down my contact list and i see people online , which i so wanna talk to . Just typing something to them. How ever , its hard , especially when you don't know what to type. Makes you feel that you don't understand them at all and perhaps its best you'ld leave them alone. That feeling is unbearable.

With so much contradictions running through , which can't be help , its hard not to feel emo and all.I began having childish and naive thoughts of stuffs , thats when i can get those imaginery scenarios i came out with before. Then i can't have the motivation to do anything . To a point that i'm just scrolling up and down my contact list , yes , going crazy.

Jeeze , i feel left out .



Sigh.

Work ends and school starts..

Today mark the last day of my intership period with Alliance spec. I don't know why i feel sad to leave the staffs . Especially the ones which were quite close with me and all. I always dreaded work and all , but when i stepped into the office one last time to see the np interns , i felt that i wanted to linger around longer. I didn't really had a chance to bid good bye properly, to the people i should . Sigh , this feeling gets me emo, i think i'm going to stop blogging now and start crying.. slash my wrist or something..

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They'll never taste the same...

April 7.. something still feels amiss...

I did mention i was tired of being the narrator of my life ... perhaps I'll rant about a few characters that came across me during the pass weeks. Some of them made me think, some of them sucked(mostly).. some of them been on my mind ... like a shadow..

Just yesterday i almost went into a heated argument with my boss. What I've experience was pure tyranny.Maybe I've yet seen or experience even worst pressure from bosses but , i deemed it as over demanding yesterday.To cut short , he gave us a pile of work to do after lunch yesterday.He asked if we could finish the work by today. The rest of the interns, i don't know why they didn't said anything but i voiced out. I said we can't complete the work by today. He looked at me and asked what would it take to complete it. I looked else where , obviously avoiding eye contact with him. Some ass said OT. The forbidden word. The boss then said that we could do OT and finish the work by today. He then asked if I've got a problem with that. I felt resentment and i said of course i had a problem , but it wouldn't be much of a problem to hinder with my work performances.

I finished my work on the spot though. When i submitted the work, my boss was surprised and said..." i thought you said you couldn't finish it on time? " I replied' yea , but i received some enlightenment when u said OT .." then he went " so you lied to me la.. when u said u couldn't finish.." I looked at the rest of the interns still doing their work... " well, that was before the enlightenment.." i ended the conversation after i finish sending the file over . The stay wasn't pleasant

I could have respected the boss ... but what he did sorta make me lose respect for him. He isn't the kinda guy who i'ld respect. I had mixed emotions as i left the building with the fact that i managed to finish faster then the interns there..it gave birth to so much more hatred ... I don't know whats wrong , but i feel that i would start avoiding them and all.

Guys out there , tell me now , what would you do if there is some one wooing the girl u're wooing and that some one gets the girl. Would u practice the code of honour of fair play ? Or would you start storing enmity for that guy or girl too? Would you be happy for that girl and accept the fact that he has got something that the girl likes and you don't? You.... i kinda expected for that to happened but when i saw it , i was quite speechless. Why would you want to be that waY?We're all grown ups , we know how to think .. beating him up won't be a resolution rite? What gives from resorting to violence? Pff, theres something called being immature , and well, i've got to say that i'm quite disappointed with you.

Sigh... what have we become? The insomnia bug hit me hard for the past week and i'm always waking up with bad head aches and stuffs. I just can't sleep. I wake up in the middle of the night , shocked from some oblivious fear... night mares? I reckon... i don't remember any of the dreams i had except for one which had this chocolate recipe in it. Weird eh .. to dream about chocolates.-_-pff... 6pills left one~

I did had enjoyable times and all during the week.Fishing with patrick ,and speaking of which , i feel so happy for you eh patrick~Ur HAPPINESS! Then i had xboxing sessions with the guys ... Fifa is leets . Too nice . Then Pz was so kind to give me my birthday present yesterday . A radio light clock thing... its cool. I like its tail and woots , i finally have a decent clock in the room.



The tail is too cool...

The world was never fair to start with...

Last Thursday night i was going to turn in when i heard this sharp screech followed by a loud bang. I rushed out of the house and this is what i saw.



Apparently , the driver lost control of the car due to its sheer power and he crashed onto that tree as seen. The ambulance and fire trucks arrived soon and i saw them try to free the driver out of his seat. I watch helplessly as they dragged the driver out of mangled car window and the paramedics performing CPR for him.I thought that the driver might be in some serious danger and i hope he'ld be OK and all. How ever , he took his last breath on the way to the hospital...

That man , was in his late 20s only. He was going home after sending his girl friend home when he got into this freak accident. He was a young entrepreneur and all. He does regular charity work and is known to be a very caring person. He could have been a great business man , he could have experience the many good things life could offer , he could have gotten married with his girl friend and have kids and all living in his small apartment. Death got him too soon. He never got the chance to do all those things he could have done .

As I saw the cleaner pick up the pieces of debris from the crash , I thought about how his loved ones would be picking up the pieces . They must be thinking how unfair and unjust life can be... Why would some one so good and nice be killed just like that. Tsk , we are so vulnerable. Condolence to who ever maybe be concerned about him and ay, i hope he find peace....

Changes

I noticed how my life changed yet dramatically these couple of days. Hammering down on me , twisting me inbetween reality and self obsessed thoughts , pff even a fluid concept would need some time to adapt. One of the major changes would be the fact that i'm not working at bukit merah any more, now i'm at shenton way .

Other then the fact that i have to travel longer on the SUBWAY~ i have to squeeze even more with commuters . Yes , i take the mrt at tanjong pagar where it is the most congested mrt station during peak hours in singapore.Well, taking the train at that moment show the true colors of singaporean commuters as they fight and shoved just for that 1x1ft of space to stand in the mrt. Packed sardines seemed to have much more space then that.

Now i'm working at the clients office , it meant that i wont' have time to go on msn nor watch videos any more. The boss mentioned something before leaving me on my own, Jc .. this is serious work, no more fooling around and do me proud. I can't help but ponder whether its some sort of testament given from him to test what i've learnt through out the six weeks at bukit merah.

Its really taxing though .. On the eyes , the brain , and the discipline. At crucial parts of the work , you can't afford to make any mistakes, and you don't know what you are doing until you try , and if u fail , thats it, one whole day of work might go down the drain .. Its like taking a shot in the dark. I think that doing Ots will become a norm for the next 2 weeks .No paid OTs would be the killer .

There were quite a few disputes over my attitude at the work place this morning. Hmm, i guess i should learn to resign my fate more often. Tsk , i couldn't help but smirk though , at the fact that some one got scolded.

Ay, too tired to give a quality post ..Will do one soon! Any what, thanks to the concerned people for showing care and alll. =D

My life , my sorrows, my happiness,my attitude, my love,myself.

"we'ld be better off as friends..."

Oddly familiar .. with that hint of dejavu when i saw that message. Its a different kinda pain though. I been running at the speed of sound , crashed and burnt . Theres much for me to learn and do . Unrelenting i am , i shall pick up the pieces slowly... don't think I'll wanna leave any behind. I sinned and cursed for being not a better man through all the stupid assumptions. I'll keep my mouth shut as i reside in this stench filled melancholy i can't resolve.

Things i can't remember

So i met up with some of pri school class mates just yesterday for a short while. I can't remember any of them.. seriously. I think i got hit by the vball too much on the head or crash on the bike too much that i seemed to lost part of my memory. Jeeze, so many names were mentioned during the meet , so many events and all.. I don't remember. I couldn't help but slipped into sub concious mode and think about what happened before. Of course it only made me more sleepy , plus the fact that i haven't had enough sleep.

Man i feel bad.. Its like i'm being ungrateful and i dont' cherish stuffs back then. I would if there is stuffs for me cherish and all..hmm.. I don't know . The peeps can remember all the stuffs and woots , i couldn't. Makes me think if 8 years later will i forget people around me now.. like the peeps from 2e1 .... the guys .. jeeze, wtf happens to me then.

Fuck .

I think I had quite a nice dinner on friday for once since allah knows when. Ay, it'ld beat dining in some other fucked up restaurants who can't differentiate between medium and medium well done steak.


Delicious till the last strand, thanks hun.

77760000 seconds of entanglement and i'm still stuck.

I don't really like my new time table for the new sem, tsk , and the fact that i'm in 3B15 meant that i'm in the third year of my life in poly . Tsk , wth , why time so fast. I haven't had enough making fun of lecturers, ponning dumb lectures, crapping with the guys , celebrating birthdays in side the lecture halls , taking poser pictures , making fun of twits girls and wth so much more. I CAN"T GET ENOUGH OF it. Damn , why did einstein invent some big fire cracker and not a time machine.

Ay, works interesting today though i'm not really in the mood to narrate about it. Ay, i'm tired of being the narrator for my life. I'm damn tired though, as in i'm closing my eyes slowly as i type this.Need sleep. seriously.

Patrick used that lousy old cam and took this picture below. Obviously i'm wowed by the capabilities of the cam...



Patrick's ,erm, hose.. caught on cam.

Ay, one month and more to come~!

Intro:
G Dsus4/F# Em7 Cadd9

Verse 1:
G Dsus4/F#
You're not alone
Em7
Together we stand
Cadd9
I'll be by your side
G
You know I'll take your hand

Dsus4/F#
When it gets cold
Em7
And it feels like the end
Cadd9
There's no place to go
Em7
You know I won't give in
Cadd9 Em7 Cadd9
No, I won't give in


Chorus:
G Dsus4/F# Em7
Keep holding on
Cadd9
Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
G Dsus4/F# Em7
Just stay strong
Cadd9
Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
G
There's nothing you can say
Dsus4/F#
Nothing you can do
Em7
There's no other way
Cadd9
When it comes to the truth
G Dsus4/F# Em7
So, keep holding on
Cadd9
Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through

Verse 2(same chords 4 beats)
So far away
I wish you were here
Before it's too late
This could all disappear
Before the door's closed
And it comes to an end
With you by my side
I will fight and defend
I'll fight and defend, yeah-e-yeah

Chorus again

Bridge:
Am C
Hear me when I say, when I say I believe
Am Em
Nothing's gonna change, nothings gonna change destiny
Am C
What ever is meant to be will work out perfectly
C
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

play intro chords with lalala hum

chorus to the end

Hang over mornings encore

Now little boys and girls, don't learn how to drink alcohol, booze is bad, it spoils your brain and rupture ur insides and worst of all, it causes hang overs the next morning if u happen to drink too much. You won't want that to happened, you'll be all nausea, woozy , lifeless , seeing stars or even start crapping from your ass and your mouth.

How ever if you happened to drink too much and have your hang over shet , heres a remedy. Drink plenty of water(in any case u'll be thirsty too), i don't wanna go all biological but just take it that water will wash away the alcohol toxins you take in. =) Its tried and proven .

In any case you should avoid drinking stuffs containing dairy products, or even other depressant drugs such as caffeine. Like coffee. Coffee is potent. You drink coffee when you're having a bad hang over ,pff you'ld explode like a volcano. Also try avoiding people who will most likely piss you off (i.e Your colleague whom you have a strong grudge for no particular reason) . Else the consequences can turn out quite ugly.

Thats about it, so now children.. Be good stay away from alcohol.. have orange juice or something .

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thats it , i'm not going to drink any more!

"Jc.. please stop dreaming and face the bloody reality"

The other day i was talking to my beloved patrick and ay, i was lost for words and full of thoughts after the conversation.

We chat about how i gave up on racing and i told him that i want to give it another shot again and this time get into the national team .Why i felt so would be due to the fact that its what I've been aspiring to do ever since i started racing. I'm gave the opportunity once and i just let it pass . Now i yearn to excel in something i'm good at again.

Then he asked me, asked me a series of questions.What comes after i get into the national team? What can cycling so much do for me in the future? Will I be still cycling like that when i'm all wrinkled in my 70s ?What do i do with the medals ? How much is glory going to be worth?

I snapped.

I was taken aback and i started to think, about those questions. Its true that i can't do anything if i were to cycle this much . It won't get be any where other then great distances. I could get sponsors , medals, fame , glory but what would that all sum up to? Perhaps just another couple of more bikes to be added to the shed and maybe some health products.

I think its one of my bad habits to have this thirst to fufil other hungers then mandatory ones . Then i thought that by cycling it will fuel by deprived thirst for glory and fame and passion. Its with such childish thoughts that saw me through all these years , wasting my life mentally and physically.

I'm 19 now , 1 year more and i'll end my life as a teenager and enter adulthood.I saw how reality chase me like a salvaged beast. Its not glory and fame that feeds me , its a fucking piece of paper that writes DIPLOMA or DEGREE that would get me a piece of meat on the dinner table. People will start killing each other just to get a god damn pay rise, they'll sell out on their kins just to fufil their sales target , they'll start dumping their parents into the old folks home to make room for their own family, WE'LD HAVE NO GOD DAMN ROOMS FOR DREAMS .

Alas , I quiver at how harsh things are going to get. I snigger at people who can't adapt , i smug about what a fluid concept I am.I'ld only scream my lungs out for my hand to be held tight and never let go.

How ever , i do enjoy looking at how pissed my colleague is when i told her that she ain't the princess she claim she is and HE IS NO FUCKING KNIGHT THAT can protect her. Thats Snapping back into reality for you =)


whats false pretence when you can grow into it?