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1985, east coast, servitude to the nation.
confused, clarity-hungry shapeshifter.
badminton, ktv, the bigscreen, slumber.
soccer, surfing, pool, relationships.
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Wednesday, March 08, 2006
12:40 pm
What boundless power there is in memories. Each and every time one randomly flashes past, it just speaks volumes of its very unique own. And the emotions of nostalgia that hauntingly tantalize.. Ahhh.
I must correct myself. Not everything we are exposed to in this world is pure and beautiful..because some have already been defiled for perverse pleasure.. And no amount of innocent optimism and indiscriminate hope can turn around pornography and rape, or murder and terrorism, or substance abuse, or occult dealings- for the betterment of Man!! Of course, moderation is the key as always.
I have learned to listen from shutting up too.
The twitching eyelid and aching shoulders I incurred from staying up late at ungodly hours were all just signs that spelled exhaustion. Which were then indicative of an inability to produce a peak performance this morning, the main factors therein could roughly be attributed to my own irresponsible undoing prior to the trials; and during the trials itself it was my lack of that dogged mental and physical push to achieve that possible victory..sigh. And WHAT AN IDIOTIC INJURY. I shall not bicker with idiots.. I fully shoulder the blame.
Can you believe it? Nearing the end, I knew I still had one last burst of energy to potentially emerge with a satisfactory outcome, with the help of gritted teeth and several vehement breaths. But it failed because I became defeatedly disengaged. And in the second run, it dropped much steeper because I was even more lax and also subconsciously resigned to staying within the limits of my physical handicap: ultra-exhaustion.
Little did I know that everything was pure mental. All the acceleration and speed which I always was proud of since my childhood days stemmed from the mind. And I reached my ceiling today because I lost steam in my will power. Oh well.. BUT I still live for the speed and acceleration. ALL that's quick-moving!! The dormant passion now seeing some rekindling..but still my forte department should be honed. The acceleration part. Yeah..whhhoooshhh! Lovin' it~!!
It's like I've been living on pension these past 2 weeks or something..LOL. Money, money, money!!! Some came today.
And I don't wanna be late anymore. Back to camp, FINALLY.
doodled
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