"Living Each Single Day"

Damn..I am so tired. After trying (in vain) to run and be inspired by one of my friends, who lost damn a lot of weight..my thighs could onlie take me so far. But I would say that it is a good improvement from last week when I could barely run one round. And that now, when I don't have a company like the last time, with my brother, it would have gotten a bit lonesome. But I kinda liked to breathe in the fresh air and just enjoy my exercise. Of course the disadvantage of walking and running around the park several times, was getting a tad bit boring..what with all the repeated sceneries (blue stairs rail, basketball court, fitness station, carpark...repeat after me..blue stairs rail, basketball....), and in my head, there is no song that I can recite..which is odd, if you ask me. So, i just stuck to counting..losing my count....counting again.....but it felt good just sweating it out. And I always had this phobia someone will just suddenly 'encourage' me to run faster so I sp...

eurgh..the agony of having someone opening the door when you are still in the toilet. my young brother and I shared the same toilet, which is the handicapped toilet that's more spacious and erm..it helps to curb his fear of going into the toilet alone. Long story. Anyway, my mum called halfway and after he's done, i told him to turn away to talk to my mum and well..u know...As I was pulling down my skirt (thank god i was done with the business), I looked at the door handle as if not closed properly. Then it happened. A guy swung open the door. Already expecting the unexpected, I acted 'cool' though it must have been weird for him...how do i know? he stared for a good few seconds...PeRv! My brother kinda laughed and I was like...why you didn't close the door properly?! He said he did..but being kids..always in denial...would try to cover up their mistakes. Anyway, finished or not with the business, it was still darn embarassing..and it just HAD to be a guy opening th...

A walk in the park is easy peasy...after a few good years since the last time I stepped foot in the park nearby my home, I was back again at around 8 plus. Everytime, I passed by that park in the bus, whenever I went to a neighbouring shopping mall, it brought a flashback to my mind how I tried to exercise there, by jogging and walking as part of my training for my 2.4km. It was lonesome..tiring...in the end, I onlie went there twice. But I had wanted to go back there and tried my luck again..even after I am no longer in school and therefore subjected to the torturing (at least in my terms) napfa test. Eurgh..the agony. But my recent efforts to stay healthy, for the purpose of feeling good and losing some weight in the process, brought me back to the park. This time with some company; my brother. It helps to know that there is someone slower than me..wahahaha.....but nevertheless, it doesn't feel so lonesome anymore. Even my effort to go down to the gym (next thursday) is not witho...

Eurgh..sometimes I am rather ashamed of myself of being so so lazy...sometimes, doing something that will onlie relatively take me a few seconds, if I am damn tired, I wouldn't do. Mundane things like switching off the switches of my pc, charging my hp, and adjusting the alarm. Then today, the consequence of me, of not doing all three before I go to bed, ended up with my bro and my mum waking up barely 15 minutes before the school bus comes. And, err....of course, me trying to 'protect' myself, said that I did adjust the alarm time as my handphone tends to do something funnie: either it beeps non-stop, beeps every 1 min even after I press the button to end the misery (and mine too..) or never beep. At all. The last one is the most frustrating which often led me being accused of not adjusting the alarm though at times, I swear I did. I can't remember if I did adjust the time as for the latest incident but onlie remembered holding it before I just fell asleep on the dot....

Happie Bdae to You Nats...everyone's favourite FRIEND..in times of need...and in times of some company...and in times of some good 'ol treat..(heh heh..)...wanna wish u a very happie... 24th Birthdae to YoU.. !!!!!! there can onlie be one natasha singh....and the onlie one deserved to be pampered on that very day..thanks for being my friend esp during my times of need like the chicken pox incident and the friendly loan...know wat? think we're better friends than before from back in school. Let's hope we keep in touch for a longer time. Meanwhile..don't get naughty yah? And wear something prettie that day. For once, the diva wants to stay low profiled that day. happie bdae again! Check out my little song to You!! Happie Bdae!

you know what?!! I finallie went to the gym at work..woohoo! It brought back fresh memories from the time me and nats worked out together at the school gym when I was on the treadmill. This time the treadmill is a lot bigger (and more scarier, I mz add) and has a lot of functions, supposedly helping us to determine the kind of speed and slope inclination during our walk. I did for half an hour and though it was tiring, it was reallie cool to see my flushed face all over again..after a good workout. Instant radiant! It helps having a buddie who is also keen to lose weight. For now, my target is to lose 6 kg. I mean..that's mediocre, I know...but it's not THAT easie to lose that amount in a matter of one month onlie. Unless u enlisted help. EXPENSIVE help. I try to aim at that first, and then another 6 and another 6..that sort of thing. I went to meet my friend, Rasool, after so long. I knew she was having tests and exams around the same timing and studying at a local community c...

Wow. They finallie made a movie..a big budget one at that...based on the book by my fav author..Clive CussleR...woo hoo!!! I mean it didn't occur to me that someone would take an interest in making a movie out of his book. I mean..okay...when I saw the trailor on a tv in the bus, it occured to me..hey, that word 'sahara' sound damn familiar. Then it struck me...no it can't be....they probably onlie heard of tom clancy. But then on the radio, they were doing a promo and the deejay mentioned about the storyline..and gasp...she mentioned the name 'DIRK PITT'...AarrggGhh...!!!! That's..that's....the one from CLIVE CUSSLER!!!!! ARrrrggGh...of all the novels, why must it be THAT one?!!! Okay..I AM a fan..but that sahara book is kinda snooze-worthy.....it's so out of the mode that Clive Cussler writes. Normally he writes about some sunken ancient ships that held secrets that the bad guys are dying to get their hands on to take over the world. But, I DID try...