Tofu legs

Oh My God....

I cannot even begin to describe what my legs are feeling now.

But before i jump to the horrors, i'll begin from the start.

3.30am - Awake and quickly get ready. I wisely set out everything the night before so i didnt have to bumble about too much in the dark. Dilemma over which underwear to wear because dad had bad experience before where all the friction cut the skin and he bled. =/

4.00am - Head down to RST guardhouse to wait for Bing Hwang's pickup.

4.15am - Park at Sg. Dua and walk down to the registration area, SK Sg. Gelugor. For the next hour and 45minutes waited enclosed with hundreds of females. Imagine what prison must be like.

5.40am - Crowd gets super restless, after watching the men start their half marathon, we are more than ready to go. Gather in front of gate. Hundreds/thousands of females above the age of 16.

5.50am - Gates open, INWARD. Stupidest thing in the world. People all pressed up against the gate and its a battle for the officials to force the gate open and the participents to force their way out. I just moved along with the wave of people. Scary sh*t. Literally had no control over my own body.

5.55am - At the starting line, super excited. Saw Samy Vellu there and never knew he was so fat.

6.00am - *Bang!* And we're off!

Kept telling myself, keep up a steady pace and i'll be fine. And thankfully, i managed to make it to the other side of the bridge without stopping, jogged all the way. Woo hoo!

Here are some things about Penang bridge that i never realised :
Its darn freakin long
Its so darn freakin long and
Its so so darn freakin long!

Since it was so early, it was still dark and the stars were twinkling above me. It was good cause i couldn't see exactly how far away the other end of the bridge was, and in this case ignorance was bliss. However, once morning crept in- Butterworth was like way off in East Malaysia or something. But as i was jogging, i had the beautiful view of Bukit Mertajam (i think) in the distance, with clouds around it, all different shades of blues and pinks.

Another torture of the bridge, the middle part is actually very, very steep and seems to go on for miles and miles. Killer for the thighs.

I had to walk most of the way back, cause by then my feet were really, really killing me, and my knees were starting to hurt. After the return peak, going downhill my right leg got cramp...Super bloody agonizingly painful! It even looked freaky, cause the calve muscle was inward and made it look distorted. Stop and stretch it out....Then about 2minutes later, my left leg cramps.. Wah-lau eh !

This marathon was really a test of the body, mind and spirit.
My body was getting a beating.
My mind was telling me i wasn't gonna make it.
But my spirit was telling my to go on, that i could do it.

The last quarter i knew i wasn't gonna make the 3hour cut, cause i asked someone the time and there was only 20minutes left. But by then it was about finishing. Completing it by myself and not getting on the bus to be driven back. I promised my mom i would.

So there i was, staggering along. Down round the ramp, and onto the main road. I could hear the loudspeaker and could see the USM fields just around the corner. And guess what- my legs cramped up again. Gah! This time, since i was so close to the finishing line, i just jogged through the pain. As i reached, and hobbled past the marker i was shocked when they handed me a cert and medal...

I MADE IT ! ! ! !






Totally worn out






















My poor aching legs

My thankfully blister-less foot

YAHOO!


















My "prize"









I never explained the whole reason why i joined this marathon. I've never joined one before, and its not something that i've been planning on doing. This decision was mostly for sentimental reasons... Twenty years ago, my mom ran the same marathon. Growing up i've always looked at the photo's of her pushing me along in my pram and thought- wow! The past few years the marathon has actually been canceled, and revived only now. I had to do it incase they cancel it again next year and i lose my opportunity. So....

This is for my mom

What was i thinking...

Why would i need these pins?






















Or these shoes ?



















Or this map?


























For this :






















I starts at 6am & i've got to complete 22.3km in 3 hours.

















I'm going to die.

Movie review : The Lake H0use

It's 100% for those that are suckers for romances, those that pretend not to love romances, those that feel lukewarm about romances and those that think romances are a waste of time...


















Most would have watched Speed, a zillion years ago, and now Keanu and Sandra are back- ten years later with a movie less action packed, but equally satisfying.
The plot is so bizarre and unbelievable, but hey- what romance is without a lil element of magic, eh?
So obviously if you go watching it with a synical mind, duh it doesn't make sense! But that applies to all movies- so might as well not watch at all and spend days reading the telephone directory...

Two people living at the same house, but separated by 2 years. They communicate via letters (see how important letter writing can be... =p ) and the banter between them is so so so nice. And i tell you, Alex does such romantic things for Kate that its like, so....so.... sigh *starry eyed!*













Its not as corny as i thought it would be, and a certain scene even brought tears to my eyes.. (also to Kevin's eyes,who's a hardcore gore movie fan e.g Saw [yuck!] )

But for me, the biggest attraction of the movie was him:




He's left handed, like me!






=p

Overall a good watch. I would definately go and watch it again, even on a non Wednesday.
Actually, i do wanna watch it again, cause many things i missed out and didnt observe closely...Small details that add so much to the movie.
I can't spoil the ending, but it had Chris,Suria, Kevin and i all holding our breaths and squealing like pigs.

ps: Only thing that makes me sad is that Keanu Reeves is getting old...and it shows...sigh

Blinking wireless...

When i'm in my room and i see this:





It brings joy into my heart...

If the little computer icon is blinking, its a great sign.

Means i'm connected to USMHotspot.

But 99times outta 100 its not showing that. It shows this, and says connected but its not.






And i dunno much about wifi stuff and all, but there's always signals of some unknown sources that shows full bar. Signal Strength : High

Yet when i click on it, and it "connects" it doesn't actually connect. Why is that, why ?!? Why does it cheat and bluff me. Useless squat...Even technology can screw with me. =p
The thing is, if i dont keep trying from time to time, i may miss the time its gonna actually connect.
So kesian right....

I started a joke...

What a week. I am a super pure Squat.
I am so glad that it's Sunday, and soon the week will be over.
Feel so drained, physically, emotionally, mentally...etc

I dunno why, but i see myself like the picture below. We all assume clowns are happy happy, energetic and cheery- after all, they are clowns.
But what i feel hidden behind the make-up there's sadness, each movement is forced, the smile is practiced.
There's no way to really tell what a clown is, beneath the colourful exterior.

You perform for other's satisfaction and they are disappointed.
You long for everyone to be happy and they walk away.
You make poodle baloons but its never enough, they want more. And more. And more.
You wish to be appreciated, but left feeling down.

My week has been one of the worst i've had in a long time. The kind that can go really up and all is great; and the downs where you just say "Life sucks" and cry yourself to sleep. Not wanting my roommate to know means swollowing my tears and silent sobs.

Two major-ish events that i've been focusing on, one being emcee for a christian even in uni and the other being in charge of organising a gathering for the ELLS Juniors & Seniors.

I dislike being mc. People usually end up pushing it onto me. And i know i'm not really good at it- say the wrong things and embarrass myself. First thing i forgot- to introduce myself. Not only that, it was the same day as when i was feeling very low...Seriously- bleh!

The next day was the Jr/Sr get together. Even that gave me so much grief cause some of my course mates, after telling me "Yes, sure i'll help and support it by coming" bailed out. To them, who had last minute pathetic reasons for not coming, i'd like to say- You suck. You really do.

But it was your own loss, cause we had lots of fun without you and it was probably better without your sour limau faces there anyway. Hurmph!

We played games, and mingled about. Halfway through some lecturers suddenly appeared (we weren't expecting them cause they had a staff meeting) but they were sporting and joined in the games as well. As usual, it ended with us having refreshments, the oh-so-standard mi hoon, karipap and kuih seri muka. Over budgeted though, and we had lots of left overs... (juniors all so shy-shy dowanna eat...ish ish ish)

*I have pictures but for some reason they cant be uploaded. Squat blogspot*

I seriously hope that next week will be better.

Time Crisis 2

Ever played a game, and died within the 2nd round and felt tak-puas?

Of course you have. And depending on what kinda person you are, either walk away or go back for more.

I went back for more.












Chris and i got hooked on it, and felt so unsatisfied that we dieded so soon. After walking around BJ a while to make sure our decision wasn't purely impulsive, we had to go back and meet Mr. Boss who was about to unleash a nuclear satelite that would destroy earth!
*jeng jeng jeng*

So of course we had to do something about it.










I'm not sure what was so alluring.. We got so caught up in the game we yelped when hit and exclaimed triumphantly whenever we made it past a level.












I really like the machine, cause need to use hand, eye and foot coordination, stepping the pedal on the floor to reload ammo and duck. My finger got super tired after a while though, shooting is not easy man...I was Blue, not the dumb blonde...That was Chris.









The baddies are so annoying and yet kinda lovable. Its not all blood and gore (i'm not into that) and they just kinda fall back stunned, quite cute. Some had better guns than others and would knock my Life down from 7 to 4... terrible.



We spent about RM7 each (maybe 8) but it was worth it cause








We FINISHED it.... Muahahahahaha!

We beat the baddie. Rescued the damsel in distress. And saved the world.

Not only that, in the list of top players who've won it, we ranked 7th. Syiok!

Satisfaction.




Mini Review: The movie Stay Alive is not bad. Lame storyline about gamers who play a computer game that sorta gets messed up with reality and people start dying. Acting aint that wonderful, and the script is seriously quite shallow, but for a B-grade scary flick, its worth the RM6. Its really not bad. And actually, there was room for the plot to be further developed and improved. Only reason why we watched it was cause Pirates was RM10, even on WEdnesday...Oh- only 4 of us in the cinema, which made it even creepier...Kept imagining something suddenly appearing behind me so i'd look back every once in a while... =p

Ps: Sam, your One Tree Hill girl also acts in it...

Real or Photoshopped...

Since i cant come online as frequently as i'd like to, until i've gone back to Pusat Komputer to check the laptop configurations, and i'm not gonna waste my money in Angelnet writing a long post (although i do want to, but PTPTN belum masuk) I've decided to have fun with this post and everyone who is reading this must answer this question...


Is the hat really on her head, or is it photoshopped on ?



























I probably wont be back online for a few days, and only once i get a satisfying ammount of answers (i roughly know who visits my blog) will i reveal the truth... =p

Look closely.

*Mr Beautiful you cant answer*

And another one bites the dust... =p

<--A year ago









Today











Happy 21st B'day Chris-Jiwang-Koh !

Angin Barat Daya/ TImur Laut

Five days of not going online...Itchy fingers edi, so i'm now sitting in the cybercafe again. Its called AngelNet (i think its a strange name for a cc, dont you... *shrug*)
I shouldn't even be here, i should be in bed sleeping by now since i've gotta get up at 7.30am... (dang!) I've gotta go n try to re-apply to get an English paper i wanna sit for this semester. Hope i get it *fingers crossed!*

Back to why i am here at this hour...I had to put these pictures up. Since coming back to Penang -last Friday- the weather here has been so unpredictable.

Freakin hot - pouring rain- pouring rain- freaking hot.
Anyone know (without google-ing it) which monsoon season is it supposed to be now anyway?

I tell you, sedih sangat. World Cup finals i was supposed to go down to Khaleel to watch it, since its the only place within walking distance i can go to. I slept first, and when i got my wake-up call at 1 something, it was pouring down... pouring! So, i did the only thing i could- went back to sleep. =p
Wasn't very keen on it anyway, didnt really like either team much so didnt care who won.
I remember back in WC2002, me and Sue-Ann were walking around 1-Utama during the finals, looking for a place to go watch it... We ended up not watching cause we weren't interested either...
We'll see how the next W.C finals go.

Where was i...............Oh yeah.
Crazy weather. Today, it was SO lovely and windy. I just stood like Jet Li did with my arms outstretched and my eyes closed, letting the wind flow through my body (err..) *ohhmmmmm*
Bliss.

A bit later on i walked with a clown up to Pusat Bahasa and this came into view:






whoa!














Firsts thoughts : Awwww....Poor tree...Such a huge, beautiful thing gone. Been around since Colin and Annette's time... =(


















Until we got nearer and saw this:
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*Gasp!*


















Totally penyek, like something you see in the movies...














Four cars in total- Kelisa,Waja, Wira and Iswara.











These were cars parked outside the uni bank, so most probably outsides that came in to do their banking stuff... I guess not so many will be coming once they hear about this...

But overall, although all the cars got it bad- i think the Kelisa is the most kesian of all, took the brunt of the tree ...







*R.I.P*







(i purposely didn't take at an angle that shows the number plate in case anyone actually plays 4D)

Ok, time for beddy byes... After my grueling walk up the hill that is...
*Huff puff*

The end is near (again)

Each time i've come online to blog i cant.

I cant put into words how i feel , its worse than writers block cause i know what i wanna write about but i just cant get it out. And the feeling is just stuck inside me, growing and mutating into something worse.

My mood is at a very depressing stage the I-dont-wanna-go-back-to-Penang syndrome.

Beginnings and endings; Endings and beginnings.

Its a cycle that can never be avoided. Nothing is everlasting, even if its not an ending, its a change- and that change is the ending to the something it was in the beginning.

There are 3 things i love to eat around the Uptown area, that hasn't changed over the many years. The cendol near the round-a-bout, Fajar Rojak thats now in the Uptown Hawkers area, and the Indian Rojak which is in front of the building that was formerly Fajar. I will miss it. As well as Sykt. 17's pinapple fried rice. Along with Sri Pandi's banana leaf rice located opposite University Hospital. Taman Mega's Williams and his fusion of everything. Seapark nasi Lemak at the corner of Maybank.

Wah- more i think about it, lagi sad.

And this is just describing the food i'll miss... For those that know me, i'm not that much of a food enthusiast. So if i'm feeling that way about the food, you can only imagine how i feel about things even closer to my heart.

Bleh!

Sigh...

I'm back again. Was a really tiring weekend, since we had meetings and planning all day and i stayed up for 2 1/2 of the 4 World Cup matches. Thankfully we managed to cover everything.

I got back at 3am, and after sleeping the 4+hours in the bus i wasn't too sleepy yet so i went online for a while. Looking through blogs, i read a post on kennysia.com that got me quite disgusted and horrified. It appears there was this girl fight in some school in Miri, and it was recorded by a student with a camera phone and uploaded to the web. Dunno how or why but its somewhere on YouTube.



















I watched the clip, which was 6minutes long and felt so horrified. It was all in chinese, so i'm not sure what it was all about la, but basically the victim had probably said something bad about one of the girls, and the girls were confronting her. It was so unfair because there were 2 girls verbally attacking 1. The victim refused to answer the screaming girls, and just hung her head in silence. Thats when it started getting physical- the 2 main thugs started slapping her, and pushing her around. All the while screaming stuff at her. The poor girl just stood there...She got pushed from one area to another, and they yanked at her hair, making her head jerk from side to side. Then someone used something (couldnt see properly, could be a belt or rope) and whacked her on her legs and butt. It was disgusting behaviour.

The worst thing is, there were guys standing around, observing the incident but doing squat...! It was obviously a planned thing, as the weren't strangers to the bunch, and seemed like they were supposed to not get involved. Only about 5minutes into it did one guy come and say "Ok- enough already" and put his arms around the victim leading her away.Even then, the 2 bullies kept trying to whack the girl...

I know school is a sucky place, and sh*tty things happen, but never before have i seen or heard of girls doing such a thing. I remember once in school, there were 2 girls that faught just outside their classroom; one slapped the other, and she slapped back, pull-hair etc. But that was over within about 20seconds, cause it was a very public area and the teachers were there.

What scares me the most, is that its not gangsterism- that one, fights that happen are like, d-u-h... These looked like ordinary school girls that were angry at someone about something and chose to handle it in a barbaric manner. What disappoints me the most is the attitudes of the other people there- the girls that jeered, and the guys that did nothing.

For me, i feel that if you have an issue with someone- you go and confront 1-on-1. Should a fight happen, although i dont agree with it, at least its' fair.

Are school kids nowadays so cruel? So heartless? So bold?

I was just wondering, in the clip- out of the 8 or so people that were there (could be more, i cant rmb) how come none of them had any guts to put a stop to it? The fact that it was recorded alone speaks volumes...Halfway through, when the camera was changing angle, one girl that happened to appear in view smiled and did a peace sign... WTH?!?! It was as if she was totally not affected by what was going on...

To me the bullies/thugs/assailants are disgusting, and those around them are spineless, brainless cowards. Regardless of whatever wrongs the victim did, no one has the right to treat another human being that way.

All those involved will be punnished. I dont doubt that. What goes around comes around...