alright, here i am. like was supposed to blog after my exam. which was like a long time ago. you know what happened that day? like after i was done with my blog entry, i watched a little of youtube, logged off and left. halfway walking down to the exam venue while taking my sweet time to get myself psychologically ready for the test, i then realised something. "shit, where's my (Oakley) radar". i quickly hustled myself back to the library. it had been 10 mins. someone could have taken it. i was about to piss my pants silly. i checked on the level i was studying. not there. and then i went to the lab. would my radar be there? i went to the very same computer station and my heart skipped. there was my radar, sitting there, the chrome paint trying to blend itself with the table, however futile it was. i grabbed it and managed to get my composure back.
scary shit guys, scary shit. yeah, and the test went alright. used up the 2 hours to the best of my efforts. maybe another 10 mins would have given me more time to squeeze in a little extra points here and there. but, yeah, i'm happy with it. give me a high B at the very least. please oh please oh please. okay, i'm sounding so needy. see, sounding so needy. god, help me. wait, there's god. there's a light. god has heard me. he's coming...oh wait, it's just the sun peeking through the clouds.
yeah, okay, somehow i managed to have a mind block that prevented me from rambling on. that's why though it's 14th august, this post is gonna show something else. blast from the past. or, i could be predicting the future and you wouldn't even know it. and you'll be like, "oh my freaking god, nav is a genius". that i am honey, that i am.
okay, started to get on the road to run. is it possible that the pain along the tibial bone is more evident or more obvious on a hot day? it does make sense, but i just need to understand the whole dynamics as to why it's still hurting, why is it not prevalent from being hurt during my run. and my english is getting more messed up. i need my dictionary. okay, digressing. but really it was a really good run on tuesday. it was really really good. then on thursday it was a whole different story. i started on my run. feeling happy. trying to psyche myself for a normal slow run. but it was going downhill. especially when i was going downhill. okay, ran to west coast, somehow managed to get lost for a second but thanks to quick thinking, me being the genius that i am, i got myself out of that precarious predicament. okay, i'm exaggerating. but waiting at the traffic lights were really bad. the weather was not hot. it was scorching. i ain't kidding. man, i was cursing words i didn't even know existed. about 800m away from school, i just stopped. argh, freaking frustrated. i was doing well. but the sun really killed me when i was waiting at the 4 traffic stops. i'm so going to boycott that route. never running to west coast again.
yeah, but saw the YOG convoy along the way. saw a couple of NUS runners (one of them being Mok Ying Ren) tagging behind the convoy. i was like, "hey awesome, i wanna go to". i just needed to wait for the damn traffic light to turn green in favor for me. then saw the YOG convoy again when i was at SP. i guess i somehow feel like it's really great that singapore is hosting the YOG. i mean, it's the freakin' olympics, contrary to what other people believe. it is a huge thing. and i mean HUGE. yeah, and guess now maybe when i run around my school area, i'll be able to catch a few glimpse of the YOG athletes.
and talking about running, as i always seem to be. an update. i've downloaded a cool software that tracks down distances and all. and you can hook it up to your garmin stuff and get routes from everywhere. i mean, i know it's quite common. but it's freaking orgasmic. i urge everyone to get this. at least, i can finally use my mac for another purpose. now all i need now is Garmin forerunner. that would just make my day. and as long as i'm asking for shit, yeah, i want a ipod 160gb and an iphone. oh and also a job. so i can get all i'm asking for. unless a fat man in a red suit with unkept facial hair decides to finally get out and drop some of the things i want at the doorstep of my house. that'll be a day i'll never forget. and maybe then, i will believe in god.
alright, and besides downloading that trail runner software, i'm downloading other software for my mac. it's cool. cause it's like apps and people apparently have forgotten the fact that you can download shit for you computer. apps don't only exist in the handheld world ladies and gentleman. yeah, and i finally got my hands on two books - Paulo Coehlo's "The Winner Stands Alone" and Arvind Adiga's "The White Tiger". i'm reading the latter, and it's actually exactly what i thought of it and what it's said to be. it's an amazing book. simple. taking my time to digest it all in. i wonder why people get a book and finish it as fast as they can. a book is meant to be enjoyed, with a comfy chair with wide armrests and a cup of hot chocolate right next to you while your mind dances with the images of what has been painted by the author. now that's what a great book does. and that's why i'm starting to revive my love for books. i just wanna complete my desire for reading Salman Rushdie's books. and see what the fuss is over the Satanic Verses.
