Things are getting more and more cheerful.

Peace out.

Insecurities and worries.

There comes a time when you are inundated with troubling thoughts, and overwhelmed by the uncertainty of the future.

Remind yourself that ultimately - ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Looking for meaning, purpose, stability, and happiness. Yearning to get rid of the burdens, stress and pressure that I heap upon myself unnecessarily.


But,
you have to show them that you're really not scared.

It is only after you train past your breaking point, that you begin to realise, all the trainings in the past have been just relatively meagre efforts. Previous boxing training, I almost got knocked out, due to my horrible form in the run before the rigorous circuit training. The Red Bull i drank before training is definitely a factor in inciting my lethargy and weakness. So, no more Red Bulls again. H2O is the way to go. (h2o as in the sports drink, not water).

I am looking for a challenge. If only I were stronger, fitter and more athletic, I would be training for participate in a boxing competition. But the way I am, I guess I just have to be contented with my basic workouts. I have yet to spar any other boxer yet, and I believe I am still several months away from having the standard to participate in a decent fight.

The future looks bleak. If I do not work hard, I will just end up with an average mundane job. I don't want that. I am fighting for survival in the working world, and the battle has already begun. Not really looking forward to such warfare in academia. Too gay-ass.

Signed up for Army half marathon 10k run. First time in my life I signed up for a run voluntarily. One more month before the race. I better begin running soon. The time now is 9:36PM. Maybe I can go for a quick run right now?


Peace. Cheers.

Finally got back my k850i handphone. The repair cost was $50, and if I had sent it in for repair at Sony Ericsson, I would have paid $150 instead. Daylight robbery, I tell you.

Went for boxing today. Really feel revitalized after the training session. Though I really wanted to box til I get really shagged out. However, staying back late meant you have to pack up all the punching bags and stuff. Haha. I want to get my own pair of boxing gloves sometime soon. The gloves they provide are plain disgusting. Years of sweat from hundred over boxers all accumulated within the space inside of the gloves.


Attended Felix 21st bday at NSRCC, same place as orientation camp. Despite it being run under NS organisation, it actually has a pretty pleasant ambience and a sightly atmosphere within the premises of the resort.


OK, days of retiree life are coming to a close. School is starting. The image of waking up early to attend school is absolutely disturbing. Wth. Here we go. Hope there is sufficient time after school for me to slack and engage in personal leisure activities.

Cheers.

poetry in motion

I seek peace in toughness

I discover tranquility in controlled violence

I find joy and satisfaction from fatigue and perspiration

I am driven by my pursuit of strength and resilience

I realise my true self in the midst of action and training

I uncover solitude in chaos, isolation within mess.

I experience solace in aggression

I draw inspiration from iron will

I see poetry in motion inside the ring

I enjoy overcoming pain and tiredness, overcoming myself and ultimately my enemy.

Every punch unleashed, every step taken, every jab thrown, every target hit, I am embracing my passion

Every practice, every drill, every run, every breath, every drop of sweat, I am augmenting my ability and elevating my confidence

Every now and then, I know I will face challenges from everyone else. But everywhere, everytime, I will remind myself that I must be every bit ready.

I am spurred by vengeance

I am motivated by revenge

I am haunted by the past, now I'm out to hunt and haunt

I am fueled by the chance to prove my doubters wrong

I am roused by the opportunity to demonstrate my worth

I am excited by the possibility of destroying my adversaries

I thrive on others' scorn and disrespect of me, past, present or future

I flourish under rage and frustration

I am not going to be beaten down

It is time to stand up and deliver

It is time to work hard and push self

It is time to flex my capability

It is time to clamp down the rest

The time is now. Let it never end.

So much to say, but no mood and desire to do so.

Currently under self quarantine, because one fellow in the orientation camp had a confirmed case of swine flu. So the camp was ceased on the 3rd day. Had an ominous feeling when the camp director came to our chalet during our dinner and began counting strength. And when he announced the news, I simply lost my appetite.

The camp was quite ok I suppose, met new friends and all. That's the main objective. Played sports and games, and I got sunburnt for the first time in my life. In the process of skin peeling.

2 days down, 5 more days to go. Being socially responsible by not hanging out.


Michael Jackson's death marks the end of a legacy, a conflicting story of a man's rise to insurmountable success and his tragic demise.


Cheers.