stains on my fingers

A month ago, I would have went through 10 Dunhills in less than an hour and wait for the nicotine overdose to deny me of my five senses and lull me into a deep, dreamless sleep. I swore off the sticks the day I came close to toppling over in the squat rack with a loaded barbell weighing more than 80kg balanced on my shoulders, a weight that I could easily do jumping jacks with before my smoking habit went up another notch but oh God oh God I could use a cig or twenty right now.

satriaboy

Do you know, Jon? You are the only person to whom I can share my darkest thoughts, fears and flaws and still know that you will readily accept me for all of the bastardom within me. It's a pity both you and I are straight or I would have chased after your skinny ass a long, long time ago.

You'd thought that being thousands of miles apart would eventually drift us away from each other, but time has proven otherwise. Thanks for always making me feel better. I'm still waiting for you to come back so that we could kick back in the sands at Sunset Bistro with a cold Skol in hand.

p.s The offer to proudly announce our status as 'in a relationship' still stands. I really really wanna see the reaction our friends would get so pretty pretty please?

the eveready wabbit

Yawn. I really should write something. Plenty of things have been happening lately (good ones for a change XD) and my days are just so packed and occupied that I am starting to feel like the Eveready Rabbit that just keeps on going and going and going and going. Not that I mind, though. I may be handling a lot of work but it's all good pressure.

Gym classes are starting next week!! Last sem the class I happened to coach had a bisexual, a lolita nympho (no, I'm not kidding. The weirdest people in TARC come from SSSH. Please don't burn my room) and a whole bunch of giggling bimbos. Teaching that class was damn entertaining. I wonder what motley bunch of freshies I will get this time.

The prototype may be ready for test flight in a week's time!!! I shall put up pics and videos if I ever find the time to do so. Do help me come up with a catchy name for it. Names like Falcon and Supersonic are just so cliched. Just so you know, the prototype looks like a weird curvy UFO with propellers on the top, so you can come up with something along the lines of Fucking Weird Upside-Down Flying Basin.

Oh, and happy birthday :) I'm trying my hardest to beat your gift, but my present-giving skills suck so I'm starting to panic here.

p.s Yeah I know this post is really frivolous. My writing skills are going down the drain. HELP.

writer's block

Sigh. Now I know that all I have been posting are mere snippets as opposed to the 1000 word essays that I used to put up, but believe me I have been trying hard to write but the appalling quality of the BS I have only been able to churn out disgusts me. Shoddy sentence structures, failing grammar, embarassing command of vocabulary, you name it.

I suspect that all these years of relying on my emoness to trigger my creative juices render me incapable of penning a proper post when I'm not emo. Sheeeeet. And don't even expect me to revert back to my emo undertones because please, nigga. I grew some balls.

Time to drop the Stephen King diet and read something that doesn't involve acute, bloody descriptions of people being ripped apart, enjoyable as it may be.

Oh, and I recently recorded a 1RM of 90kgs for my bench press. Give me another half year and I will finally hit the 5RM 100kgs bench press milestone, a record that any self-respecting lifter would aim to achieve. I'm currently seriously considering blowing 300 bucks on a 10lb tub of protein shake to speed up the process. More on this once I start learning how to write while emotionally sober.

the hammie talk that cracks me up

"Good eeeeeeeeeevening! Hungryyyyyy? Are you hungryyyy? [pause] Sunflower seeeeed? Makiiii! Sunflower seeeeeeeeed? Sunflower seeeeed you know?? Mochiiiii? Your favorite sunflower seed~! Cannot pee! AY. CANNOT PEE! MO.CHI! CANNOT! PEE! HERE! Put you in the toilet. Smell your pee? Come, smell your pee? See, pee goes in the pee box! DON'T RUN AWAY! Naughty girl! Don't give you sunflower seed. Makiii~ You want sunflower seed? Good girl. Look at me? Hey, look at me. Look at meeeee~... Why you ignore me. Food? You two want food...? No? Going once? Going twice? Fine. No more food for you. Sleepy so fast!? Sleepy pigs. Okay okay I'll let you sleep. Goodnight~"

I seriously think that keeping pet hamsters is a bad idea, because based upon the observation above, I have come to hypothesise that one's IQ decreases by at least 50 points while engaging in hammie talk.