Saturday, June 27, 2009
So I have finally joined the fighting school I've been meaning to join since 2006. Yesterday was my first Muay Thai training, and I was rather apprehensive about it. Firstly, I was going in all alone (thanks eh,Twin, haha), and secondly, I didn't know what the training would be like.
I was about to chicken out when Main said she couldn't make it, but I figured if I was planning to go to Thailand end of this year to train, then I jolly well better get used to training in a new place alone.
Yesterday I struggled with 50 pushups, 50 situps, 50 abs core shit and 50 squats. And I thought that was bad enough. Today my instructor made us do 100 pushups, 100 situps and 20 (down from 50) burpees.
My chest was hurting; every muscle in me screamed for mercy as I tried to push past the barrier of pain and fatigue. My arms buckled, my thighs burnt. But it was all worth it. At the end of the training, I flopped onto the mat and lied still for a few minutes, visioning my soon-to-be-hot-bod. It was all worth it.
My 'battle scars'. From doing the elbow jab on the boxing bag. Not shown: bruises on knees.
My entire body is either covered in bruises or aching like crap.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Last day of work for 2 lucky people.
Supper at Siglap = bitching session about U_____o. And our colleagues. No one was spared. (Thanks to Aishah for all the gossips. XOXO.)
Our token geek. Last day of work. Onto NYU bitch!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
More pictures courtesy of Ronald
The senseless things that people say without thinking can affect one so badly, so much so that he or she is still thinking about that horrific sentence a few days later.
As much as I try to tell myself to be less sensitive and to be more confident, I cannot help but feel indignant whenever a JC student/grad makes a JC vs Poly remark. I tried to dismiss such rude remarks as a childish point of view from a 19 year old, but yet I am unable to hold back my anger, because I know that her views reflects what many JC students feel about poly students/grads.
A comparison of both education system is bound to arise, but such elitism is backward thinking, considering that a number of 6 pointers chose the Poly route instead of the typical JC-to-uni route. Just as there are intellectually-challenged people in Poly, there are also numerous JC students, many of whom I cannot fathom how in the world they got into JC. The fact that JCs like Jurong JC or Pioneer or Serangoon or Tampines and many others exist frankly demonstrates the lack of "selectivity" in admiting a student.
Another guy at my workplace was from SRJC and is in/will be going to NTU's some shit course. What pisses me off about this guy is that his attitude screams JC-elitism, yet he cannot even do simple stockroom tasks and his work attitude stinks. Well, the fact that he came from SRJC might explain his lack of intelligence, yet he fails to see it, and has instead said stuff like "oh I wish J****** and H****** were still around. They were the only JC people I could talk to and understand." Christ, what arrogance.
I have made a new friend at work who came from NJC and would be heading to NYU this August. Probably one of the most intelligent and well-spoken I have met, and she definitely has a 'I am not approchable' demeanor. For a 19 year old she can come across as quite intimidating, but she has earned her right to do so, unlike the previous SRJC guy. The best thing about meeting someone like her was being challenged to improve myself, in terms of getting a degree and also brushing up on my vocab. I have always wanted to take the SATs but procrastination meant that I just kept finding excuses and kept delaying it. It was only after meeting Tegra and Ig, then meeting this colleague of mine that I felt really motivated to do something about it.
I admit that I am not intellectually as smart as many JC students. I may not be able to solve the Math and Physics questions, or even possess a stellar vocabulary, but I am able to draw and paint and build and come up with creative solutions; we all have our own talents and gifts. What I am good at, these JC kids may not be, and vice versa. We have to stop comparing.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
My virgin tattoo experience, and boy did it hurt.
The pain started the moment the needle penetrated my skin. The outlining of the damn dove was probably the most excruciating part as my skin was getting used to the abuse. My mind was in shock, and sweat rolled down my cheeks.
My gay dove
Saturday, June 06, 2009
Had my SAT test this morning. Not too sure what to make of it; some questions were rather tough and I screwed my essay up. Had a writer's block. Or maybe thats just an excuse.
Oh well, not like I am trying to apply to enter Harvard or God knows what other ivy league colleges. It is only Smith College. Maybe I shouldn't use the word 'only' as it may insinuate the idea that it is easy to get into Smith.
Had a confrontation with my manager yesterday, regarding my promotion, or lack thereof. I argued my point of being evaluated as a sales assistant when I should be evaluated as a VMer. To my horror, she mentioned that the Fckin Jap told her that I am hired as a senior sales assoc.
Horrifying thoughts. How degrading, how humiliating. I am afterall a dip holder in fashion, not some crass and uneducated lian or minah who really has no choice but to do sales.
Note to future business owners: Learn a lesson or two from Richard Branson on how to treat your employees. The ability to retain his staff and ensure job satisfaction is something is fckin Japs need to learn.
Anyone needs a VMer?