This

is the second day which marks the end of my wholly-dependent-on-MALAYSIAN-public-transport decade. Yes I just got to mention the name of this country right. haha. Oh well, not to say that it is a total failure, but hey we've got at least some reasonably reliable light railway train isn't it?

So yea. I survived, being an auditor for a one-year-and-a-three-month; without a personal/private transportation; ie dependent on public transport which means the public train and bus, period.

And for that, gotta give myself a self pat on my shoulder. Smiley face =)

So yea. Realised that I tend to type more during the year end? Guess that the kiasu-ness has started to kicked it!

and meanwhile, undergoing a stress period now. Trying my best to complete it before the end of the week!
*Gasp*

(insert title here)

Perhaps today marks the day where I am going to have a mode of private transportation. And yes, I am collecting my car in a couple of hours or so as I am writing and typing this blog post at this very moment. From now on, I believe that I will be slightly more mobile then before; with frequent train and bus users no more.
An early Christmas present it is then. Now I have not gotten much present form them anyway. But oh well, I suppose those kind of bringing, convenience and most importantly experience that I had had before is the biggest present ever that I am still honouring it until this date.
Hope all is well.
Signing off, E-Su-Zu it will be then.
***
on a side note. Been to a concert for the very first time? I suppose.
And for free!

the twelve

Today is a special date whereby I suppose it only appears once in a lifetime?
And I shall not be left out. I shall post an entry to mark today's date, that is the twelve day of December in year two thousand and twelve; of which make up the number 12 appearing three times in a row: 12/12/12.
Anything special to-date? Not at the moment I suppose. It would be great if the car got to my door step today. Now that's something special. Only if. Well, I do still expecting call from the person in charge within this week.
All the best everyone. Myself included. (;
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Oh, may I just have a quick update on my marathon log to date.
Penang Bridge marathon twenty-one kilometres;
Singapore Standard Charted Bank ten kilometres.
Next run? Not any that I have register and decided to participate in.

Cave-ing (caving)

Yes. There is such an activity called caving. To my surprise there is quiet a number of people that I know of never did heard of such an activity called caving. As far as I concern from my experienced last night, I shall consider caving as an outdoor activity pretty much like hiking in a forest with the absence of trees, plants, animals, insects, any other human-visible living organism and of course, light- in the darkness. And, with the presence of magnificent and amazing view! Yes, as a first timer, the 'scenery' and sculpture in a cave is really an eye-opening experience. Staminate, stag whatever mite is that, (I'm not gonna bother to google it out; cause they have different different names for those rocks/marble/mud, for those growing upwards, downwards, leftwards, rightwards, you name it you got it) it all looked as if I am on my journey to the centre of the earth! Geddit geddit? you watched that? Ha-ha. It felt as if I was in a total different world! and Yes, pretty much having some similarity with those scenes that you watch in the movies, probably not as exaggerating as it is.

Hiking up and down the stairs and most of the times not stairs but trails, left and right, dunking in and out the water.

and yes, whoo-hooo caving, checked! on a second thought, it wasn't really my first caving experience though. Did it once in Taman Negara, that was Gua Telinga. Hmm probably that won't count as 'a' caving since it was probably around fifteen to twenty minutes journey ha-ha. I recall that it was smelly, and bats can be seen hanging on top of the ceiling.

It could have been better in a sense of...

I have yet to let things loose. I am still learning to. To tell others is to remind myself.

Oh welllll on a side note, did a walkkkkk(Hmm shall I consider it as a walkaton?) but anyway, I walked for seven kilometres this morning. And I realised that walking fast could definitely be harder and painfull-er than running or jogging. Lesson of the day Yo!  Not so sure of the exact reason though. My front part of the leg is kinda killing me. Not sure how am I gonna mobilise myself at work tomorrow.
and yea shall get a knee guard in the near future. Ahh I'm such a paranoid now. Deng.

I

don't know why.
But my left eye lid keeps vibrating by itself.

It

is so hard to hang on.
Nobody says it was easy. Says Cold Play.
Nobody says it is easy.
Nobody says it will be easy.

It is so easy to let loose.

taking all the possible breath.
One at a time.
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On a side note, I've completed yet another marathon today.
Did a seven kilometre Olympic Day Fun Run. In under an hour. Probably about fifty minutes.
This would be my third run this year since I first started in.... (few months back).

Oh well, that's it for now.

*
I close my eyes and do still keep holding onto it.
I may look as I never close my eyes.
But I do.
I has really got into me.
I need the strength, desperately.
 **
I might have discovered something about myself.
I tend to crave for sweet food/drinks whenever I am stressed.

I remembered

today was the day last year, I went for an amazing experience.
There was so much.

Exactly

a year ago,
we were busy saying good byes to one and another;
spending the time saying farewell to the place where we used to live.
Time flies.
The same as what everyone would say.
Each are showered by a certain amount of uncertainties.
Each with its own thoughts, beliefs and direction.
Human and time.

twenty forth of June in year twenty twelve

Ten kilometer checked.
Unofficial personal record is one hour and ten minutes.
Will be getting the official time the next day.
It has been okay by the look at it so far. Went for a dinner session with the old folks, of which a couple of them are unattached. Hearing stories, seeing life, reflecting it, thinking about it.
Life as it is.
Be it or otherwise, it has just gotta be it.

Marathon all over again.

Marathon, not for the first time.
Used to run annually during high school. six times. Don't think I've ever missed any. Even so it'll be not more than once.
For the continuity of marathon-ing, I shall document this down.
Eight kilometer checked on the 26th of May 2012. No official time were recorded by the organiser. However, I had my unofficial time. which is under 1 hours. I guesstimate it to be around 55 minutes.
Next up. 10 kilometer in the city. whoohoooo
this coming Sunday, Marathon clinic!
November 17, Penang Bridge!
It all felt so
*unexplainable*

urgh

feeling a little depressed out of the blue.
together with the slowness of internet.
also the ever so alienated blogger interface.
urrrghhhhhh
what the heckkkkkk

Thoughts.

Unidentified thoughts that is.

and so

and so here I am, on the northern side of the country.

no title please

It feels even heavier now.
Nobody says it was easy.
It is difficult.
I don't really know how long more I can last.
am I wasting it
I'm completely lost.
somebody please tell me.
or should I be asking from someone?
Please...

Ticks and toks

I hear the clock, ticking away.
Time waits no one. Regardless of everything, anything, whatever.
That is what everyone knows. Almost.

I sense the urge to be afraid of...
The anxiousness, the nervousness.

Perhaps it need not to be mattered anyway.
Am I taking it a little 'over-the-weight'?

The air feels even heavier.

Really.

Does it really matters at all?
...
I've checked. Today will be the 3rd anniversary for the existence of this blog. Looking back, well yes, I did write and post quiet a number of entries to date. Well, at least once a month I suppose.
Those were the days.
and now. I hardly. I only manage to write in sentences. Yes, sentences, not even in paragraphs.
I suppose people like me hardly write, or rather type. I manage to write properly only during the uni times. Those are the periods where I have some proper ideas to write about. For exams.
and now I'm writing for no apparent reason, no idea, and no content. A meaningless writing. A writing in sentences that consist of only words.
well, perhaps I shall stop here (full stop).
Oh, maybe not.
I have a thought.
"I wish I would have a clearer mind, or perhaps, a hint at least yea?"
...
Happy Chinese New Year anyway.
......
Breathing gets harder by the way.

I reckon there is a song that goes: breathing gets harder.... or somewhere between these lines.
Imma youtube it up now.
The kind of work-stress that does not make me wants to complete it.

It hits.

and it starts to lose.
Wish I knew the answers.
Well, at least some hints?

So yea, first post for the year.
Good job.
...