夜里流星飞渡 想象着他日的路途 晚风听着我们壮志无数
I ran 5km under 30 minutes for the SHAPE run this morning!!! For someone who has only been running for an average of once a week for a month, and not at all for the last two weeks (thanks to work and a non-work course I signed up for that would er, run, for the same two weeks - that coincided with the SHAPE and Terry Fox runs – in the evenings), I think I did decently and give (yes, present tense) myself a pat on the back.
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I’m doing everything I can short of killing myself through exhaustion to make life existentially meaningful and worth living.
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Since the last entry, a lot has happened that I cannot bring myself to blog about. Suffice to say, I’m confused. Nevertheless, through the unnecessary trials and tribulations I had to go through, the one thing that has emerged - still shining and pure and good – is a long distance friendship that was once casually cast aside due to the headstrong nature of both parties. It’s true that absence makes the heart grows fonder. While four years apart still failed to induce any desire to rip off his clothes (ha!), it was enough for me to think well of my friend and be excited at seeing him again each time. Possessing the ardent and passionate nature of a familiar lover, the intelligent company of my friend pleases me and saw me through the dark week. He had flown into Singapore to watch a play together and did his best (very well done for a male of the species) to make me happy, for it had been a week of letdowns on most accounts for me. Even just before boarding the plane back to HK, he had tried to reach me but I missed the call. So we continue with long distance phone calls and msn chats, and now I like my friend enough to introduce my best friend to him. Isn’t it strange how you can live without a person once dear and close to you and how easily retractable the same statement is. I’m glad we are back into each other’s lives again and I wish more of those close and dear to me are as ardent and passionate.
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I think I’m lonely. Ever since my sis started working as a reporter and clocking 12 hour shifts on a close to daily basis, I don’t know what to do for dinner and during weekends. Objectively speaking, it also heightens my personal sense of despair and desperation to break out and get out as my sis is living and breathing her dream job and here I am, still the drifter, the airy-fairy writer wannabe who wonders when will I, will I be famous, as the song goes and the story gives way.
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The smartest thing I’ve done so far for 2007, apart from setting and achieving running goals, is signing up for my song writing class. It returns me to a class environment where I’m in a position of control and influence.
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I’m doing everything I can short of killing myself through exhaustion to make life existentially meaningful and worth living.
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Since the last entry, a lot has happened that I cannot bring myself to blog about. Suffice to say, I’m confused. Nevertheless, through the unnecessary trials and tribulations I had to go through, the one thing that has emerged - still shining and pure and good – is a long distance friendship that was once casually cast aside due to the headstrong nature of both parties. It’s true that absence makes the heart grows fonder. While four years apart still failed to induce any desire to rip off his clothes (ha!), it was enough for me to think well of my friend and be excited at seeing him again each time. Possessing the ardent and passionate nature of a familiar lover, the intelligent company of my friend pleases me and saw me through the dark week. He had flown into Singapore to watch a play together and did his best (very well done for a male of the species) to make me happy, for it had been a week of letdowns on most accounts for me. Even just before boarding the plane back to HK, he had tried to reach me but I missed the call. So we continue with long distance phone calls and msn chats, and now I like my friend enough to introduce my best friend to him. Isn’t it strange how you can live without a person once dear and close to you and how easily retractable the same statement is. I’m glad we are back into each other’s lives again and I wish more of those close and dear to me are as ardent and passionate.
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I think I’m lonely. Ever since my sis started working as a reporter and clocking 12 hour shifts on a close to daily basis, I don’t know what to do for dinner and during weekends. Objectively speaking, it also heightens my personal sense of despair and desperation to break out and get out as my sis is living and breathing her dream job and here I am, still the drifter, the airy-fairy writer wannabe who wonders when will I, will I be famous, as the song goes and the story gives way.
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The smartest thing I’ve done so far for 2007, apart from setting and achieving running goals, is signing up for my song writing class. It returns me to a class environment where I’m in a position of control and influence.
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