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Sunday, August 24, 2008 @ 4:37 PM
Happy Day #104 At Carl's Jr yesterday, a group of 'fresh' NS boys were minding their own beeswax, downing those venti burgers with senseless chitter chatter; absolutely reminded me of us last year. poor lost souls who frequented PS's or Suntec's Carl's Jr on weekends...till we got sick of it eventually. same old burgers; different old people. so i ended up as waterpoint for this year's AHM. had to nua at our waterpoint site for the entire early morning before the run. i somehow managed to sleep the cold and buzzing traffic off as i was dead tired. when the run finally started, we were trying to octopuse our way around with the 2 god-gifted hands we hand. when the 100 plus mayhem subsided, i really wondered to myself 1) whether Excused personeels would really be up to the task. even for me it was taxing enough, although granted im not physically conditioned like that of a IPPT silver medalist 2) who in his/her right mind decides to rise and shine early on a sunday morning to run and sweat and run somemore. during one of my smoking sessions with Andrew at the smoking point (i don't smoke), we were talking about the power of words, or rather lack thereof. words alone can explain a situation to a certain extent, but i doubt you'll be able to truly empathise with the situation merely through words. sadly, words do take away that spark of the moment. maybe we are hindered by the limited vocabulary that exists. or we simply lack the gift to entirely express ourselves. we can see what others see, or smell what others smell. but we certainly are unable to feel what others feel, which leave us with a raw sense of touch. hence sometimes we may listen to a song, pay no attention to the lyrics and yet feel some sort of emotion. and by that, im not referring to 'emo' songs. this motion stems from my curiousity with regards to the lyrics of a song. it goes like this... This is the sound that I make These are the words I chose Somehow the right thing to say Just wont come out Just wont come out Or maybe, it works better if you hear it yourself. Could I Be You - Matchbox 20 it may have been pouring from the clouds endlessly for the entire afternoon today, but im happy on this day. Day #104. |