eegad. ive lost weight! noooo! haha. yea. im upset. obviously. guys r not supposed to lose weight. we lose fat (or gain fat). after all e weight training im doing, i gotta be gaining weight la. haha. i mean muscle is heavier than fats. granted, my body fat has dropped to 18% but still... i weigh a frigging 65kg. heck, i noe girls who are heavier than me la!
Monday, August 14, 2006
tink the world deserves a much awaited blogging (haha, sounds painful) frm urs truly? haha. heck who cares. im goona rant aniway so save ur putrid breath.lets see... since the last time i blogged, lots happened. for one, the azzurri are e world champs. soccer aside, sheva and ballack are in chelsea? way poweful dok. ballack got e 13 jersey. so i guess tis renders a trip down to an adidas shop to get me tt grey shirt wif his face. (to the uninitiated, ballack's 1st name is michael bt pronounced juz like mine. his no 13 is e same as nesta's 13. and nesta is my other idol. and *deep breath* 13 has e no 3 in it... which is my lucky no. yea, seriusly, everyting abt me has gt e no 3 in it one way or anudder... juz look:i wuz born on e 3rd day (tuesday, since e wk starts on sunday) of e 33 wk in 1986i wuz born at 2.43 am... last no is 3 and it wuz pretty close to 3am.my psle aggregate wuz 243my family moved hse wen i wuz 3i needed 3 bloody driving tests b4 i passed.my current rank of sgt has 3 stripes and its my 3rd promotion.my class index no has alwayz been 30 ish... in sec 1 to 4, it wuz 33 all e waymy jj soccer jersey wuz 33... heck, i cant think of aniting else, bt u get my drift.) back to the topic at hand... err i mean yea, at hand is e right word. haaa...apocalypse is looming. war in the mid-east has begun.ive been harassed by many irritating sales ppl who want part of my money (heck! im poor goddammit. its not my money! its my ol' folks')hmm, im officially nt a teenager. yea tt happened over e weekend. one day i woke up n i realised tt i nolonger had pimples or had moodswings or thought abt 168 the random female. 168 being the police lingo for accidents... a.k.a hit and run... a.k.a do i relli hafta explain that?n it turned out to be a pretty great birthday... altho i set out to nt celebrate it at all tis once- tnx in part to my dear family and friends. hmm, first, i gt saboed at germ's birthday. forced to eat 40 skittles... den it wuz e usual handuffed to a *hush-Hush* flagpole salute... den by far, the best present- saving a bloody penalty kick! u heard me right!! i saved a friggin penalty... much to e delight of e team which squashed me in e pretext of hugging e 'hero'. haha. oh, 4 e record, we won a darn good team 5-3. yea, 3 goals conceeded. 2 cldnt b helped la. 1 on 1 den they rounded me. e last one wuz pathetic. my fault. cldnt save e freekick, den fadley ended up clearing into e net. ohh wellz, i made a few other pretty good saves... incl e point blank header save and tipping a shot onto e crossbar... hahakz.sunday ah. ok oso la.. went down to e expo 4 e indon fair n e book fair oso. damnit my english sucks. e carpark damn bloody full la... ended up parking along e roadside. spent close to $2500 on furniture bt gt putoff by e crowd at e book fair. so we drove back. oh! i drove e jag back. smtin i haven done in a super long while. haha. super trigger happy la. cruising at 90kmh on e pie fast lane till cars came near me... den i accelerated away at 140kmh den zig-zag. haha. dangerous bt whocares. oh, yea... right... e person beside me... haha. save to say i wun b driving in e near future. haha. i hate it how i shoot myself in e foot... nowonder i failed my driving test last time. haha. my astrologer calls me a fire starter. meaning im volatile and prone to rash acts. ohh well, hope i dun end up killing myself (or ani1 else) can ready.