Dear Diary,
ermm I think I am going to name you, just like what Anne Frank did to her diary which followed to became an international bestseller. Don't worry, your name is not going to be cheesy, not some Tom, Dick or Harry but... let me see.. arha! I got it I will name you TomHa Dickkery! Wow, cool isn't it? Allright, I think we are really good pals so I should be addressing you by your first name, so here goes nothing!(Wow! And I got for myself a caucasian friend!)
Dear TomHa,
Today I went for my third canoeing training and I wouldn't say that it was great, in fact, it was a rather grievous event. I couldn't feel my thighs giving power to me when I run! This might sound to be nothing to you but to me it is a really big matter. I had been relying on my thighs to bolster my running and they had been my pillar of support ever since I took up sports in primary school! I don't know what actually happened to it, but somehow, it fely jellyish and I finally understand why Jellyfish can't walk... Perhaps it is just plain tired? Perhaps it is giving up on his master as he never really takes good care of it, maybe maybe.. I guess I shall not elaborate further lest this blog turns out to be some training blog(Oh, I felt that my one of my eight pacs is twitching today when I did some twisting excercise today. What could be its chief cause? I suspect fatigue, but it shouldn't be! I just stocked up on some performance enhancing endurox and myoplex and top it all up, more creatine to ensure that I can be more powerful, be a stronger man... yah u get what I mean i hope...)
Back to the match yesterday, took quite a number of photos of a boy who was sitting atop his father's shoulders. I must say that it is actually a ratehr seh picture as the subject is subjected to a background of red in the kallang stadium and it injects youthfulness to the scene, suggesting that the sporting scene in Singapore is perhaps turning for the better and that the sea of red would forever be beind its cause for future glories, that the young and energetic would be supported in their endeavours to leave an indelible mark on the international sporting scene. I think I think too much.. But yah, it is rather seh, as he basks in the glory of the Tiger Cup triumph.. I shan't elaborate further.
Oh yes, yesterday I touched on the bogay cum conductor man who walked around orchestrating the kallang choir, but there is this narcissistic malay girl who never stop pressing the shutters of her canon digital camera, focusing on herself! Kao, that is like the most egoistic thing that I had ever seen before. But then again, with such a handsome boy sitting behind her, perhaps her aim was to take a picture of me instead? Perhaps she is just too shy to ask me to take a picture with her? Aiyo, I so friendly, sure will oblige one... I think I thiink too much again..
Haha then there were this 3/4 guys behind us whom yewei just cannot stop suspecting to be indonesians just because they were not wearing red.. The cynical Yewei keeps saying things like how they acted to support Singapore to avoid being beaten by us, scolding the referee kayu when things go in favour of Indonesia, how they had to memorise the national anthem before the match.. yah things like that.. he just thought too much lah
I think the faatigue is taking hold of me.. I am beginning to spout nonsense.. sigh,, better go sleep and hope that my thighs get better tml..
Bye! Tomha! it was nice talking to you
Until next time!