Yes, I can't remember the last time it happened. Sitting alone looking down at life and wondering how I've not really taken the time to simply relax from all this. Such chasings are also unforgettable merely for the main reason that I was able to catch up to it. For now, I'm just waiting for it to appear at the perfect moment. It's just a huge waste of resources. Considering the person that I am, such statements have never been more politically correct.
In the end, I lie awake and I dream of making my escape. But I know the time is not now. He is always there praying for my success and talking to him can easily bring me to tears. If one has ever been an indication of the very existence of life itself, such comparisons would be totally biased. Difficulties. No, sometimes it's just unfair. Why must it be that way? All the more it puts more pressure onto the very platform that has more or less cracked a few times during such a long expedition. It's beginning to take its toll, that's for sure.
Some things are hard to stay away from. I can't believe that my affiliation with such entities can be justified within me. The very fact that it happened and might happen again is a mere indication that looks are merely deceiving. Take it off but eventually it will come back again. But question me about such a lost and all you will ever get is another true reflection that you really have to resort to such methods to preserve yourself.
Twisted logic, push them away and bother you they will. Must I keep reminding you that I'm in total disregard of such facts? You keep making it look as if you're the only true master that I can ever think of. Wandered off the path you might have but I guess you will hardly come back to it. I know your real intentions and yes, amiable they might be. Above all, it's stereotypical to assume that you always get most of what I'm currently lacking of now.
Just like the rising of the sun in the sky, it's simply one of those things that shaped me. Of course, I wonder what it's sometimes and it still surprises me up till now. Basically I'm trying hard to meet you since I don't know what to do. You can take a picture of something you see, but really, they are literally a pocket full of sunshine to the very restrictive doings that I'm capable of on any given day or time.
And yes, who could ever forget you. I seriously had enough of what happened in the past. But now it's the present and you're still haunting me. Basically, just let me go. I really hate to mention this but the distraction is inevitable but nonetheless welcomed now. It's also another reason to believe that the stars have written it for me yet again. I'm not a total believer but sometimes such things are hard to not be of immediate importance.
For the person that I am.
Ideas that can never be refined, the signs that I put up.
Death and all his friends?
And how about the hardest part?
Maybe disregarding them is simply part of my plan.
To do it again and again,
Is another reason why I've never been happier with the way I'm living now.
This JUNK can actually fit into my locker. AMAZING HUH!
I SQUEEZED all of it into this IMBA BOX. Took taxi home since there is NO WAY I'll survive carrying it for more than a few minutes.
My FAMOUS daughter Siti Safiyah Bte Muhammad ALI. Also known as the PRESIDENT OF THE 23RD STUDENT COUNCIL.
During a typical break. 08s16 is constantly MUGGING for 'A' LEVELS.
Safiyah with her hair down. IT'S A RARE SIGHT INDEED.
PoDoLsInG a.k.a POO YI SING!!!!!!
What you know is just the TIP of the iceberg.
The all so lovely moments, and the all so lovely days.
Of me to speak, it's merely too little too few.
The meaning it encapsulates is just beyond belief.
BUT OBVIOUSLY I OVERDID IT.
AND
I FREAKING LOST THE 800M RACE TODAY BY 0.02 SECONDS. THAT'S LIKE 11.9 CM! (3S.F)
AND
I FREAKING LOVE TO TAKE BUS 10 FROM TAMPINES INTERCHANGE.
Coldplay's Viva La Vida (Thin White Duke Mix) is on repeat since yesterday.
THANK YOU IZZATUL, I'LL STYLE YOUR HAIR FOR SPORTS DAY!
I know Saint Peter won't call my name lah huh, SO WHY BOTHER!
The story is long, as long as my hair. Since my hair is short, hence the story is short.
I can tell u ANYTIME, ANYWHERE, ANYHOW!
At the rate I'm going, I'll most likely get PES A for my NS fitness status. It's better than PES B but my mom wants me to get PEST CONTROL.
800m Finals - 22 Apr, Wed
200m Heats - 24 Apr, Fri
400m Heats - 29 Apr, Wed
4x100m Semis - 29 Apr, Wed
200m Finals - 6 May, Wed
400m Finals - 8 May, Fri
My first race is on Wednesday so I have 3 full days of rest left.
AH THE EXCITEMENT!
Okay so basically I've managed to postponed the relay runs for my class from Wednesday to Friday. My hamstring pull lah, what to do! So we ran 4x100m and 4x400m on Friday and almost the whole class came down to support EVEN THOUGH WE WERE RUNNING ALONE. WEIRD RIGHT?
Nonsense lah! We were the second fastest qualifier for the 4x100m but didnt qualify for the 4x400m. During the 4x400m, my legs were in FREAKING GREAT PAIN AND I FELT AS IF I WAS GIVING BIRTH. I completed the run of course but I still don't know how THE HECK I managed to run faster than the 3 other guys.
Our school's IMBA 4x100m relay team.
Friday's training was meant to be a CCA-BONDING SESSION. I eventually brought them to a nearby bubble tea shop after numerous failed attempts of letting them bond by playing games. Bought them a $15.25 candy mix from 7-Eleven and paid $24.20 for their FOOD AND DRINKS. Yi Sing offered to be my girlfriend since he thinks I'm rich. WHAT NONSENSE LEH!
JOO KOON WAS A TOTAL DISAPPOINTMENT because I wanted to take a photo of the MRT station but there was this Indian lady security guard who told me that "NO PHOTOGRAPHY IS ALLOWED" If you don't want me to take photos, then don't make the station so nice can?! Furthermore, only the station is worth looking at. The rest of JOO KOON literally looks worse than my TOILET BOWL.
I asked Mrs Barnabas to book a BIG AND GRAND BUS to Chua Chu Kang Stadium and in the end only 7 PEOPLE turned up. Those who don't have a VALID REASON for not turning up, prepare for a lecture by MRS BARNABAS this friday.
ZHAN WEI DON'T KNOW HOW TO SLEEP.
My IMBA Vice-Captain HUI YI (in orange) before qualifying for the 1500m FINALS. She gave CHANCE by not wearing SPIKES. Her 2.4km timing is 10:40MINS and she will win the girls' INDIVIDUAL CHAMPION this year.
THIS SIDE, OTHER SIDE, YOUR BACKSIDE AH.
IMBA LIGHTS.
WE ARE GOING TOWARDS JOO KOON!
Only took a picture of the station at Pioneer. Apparently, JOO KOON WAS A TOTAL DISAPPOINTMENT.
Pulled my hamstring in the 200m race in the afternoon and hence no more competition for me.
I felt devastated, BUT all good things must come to an end eventually.
The Call Room. It's where you report before your race starts. It's air-conditioned so wearing track pants to keep you warm is COMPULSORY.
Mr Poo Yi Sing, TPJC's upcoming top 800m runner. He is seen here putting on his new Brooks spikes bought last Saturday at Queensway for an undisclosed price. Estimates put it at less than $100.
Watching a 800m race in progress. He knows that his competitors are no match for him.
Yi Sing giving chance by sitting down.
His IMBA meditating stance.
Eventually finished with a time of 2:30.00 mins. No one will ever get such a unique timing hence this proves Yi Sing's IMBA-NESS.
Mind you, I'm proud to be the Captain of this AMAZING CCA for 4 YEARS.
Everyone of them is equally talented in their own special way.
Hence, all the more I'm having A LOT OF TROUBLE in selecting the next group of leaders.
Aiyo, what a headache ah!
AHHHHHH it was so freaking awesome that I've nothing else to say but AHHHHH!!!!!!
IT WAS A FREAKING RUSH OF BLOOD TO THE HEAD I SWEAR.
Oh good friday, you're really a DARN FREAKING GOOD FRIDAY.
All the movements you're starting to make
Tell me something you did that didn't touch me in any way. It was not part of the plan I assume but I'm just appreciative for the hi-five that you gave me and the Mentos that I gave you. Can you still believe that it all started from that?!?!?! NEITHER CAN I!
See me crumble and fall on my face
If you were to do it again and again, I would seriously literally die in your arms I swear. It has already happened before and I won't be surprised of any further occurrences. But sometimes, a supplementary topping on top of that wouldn't hurt. Do you know that we were under the stars when it all happened? Precisely! I didn't even realise that we were in the middle of NOWHERE!
And I know the mistakes that I made
For it might not be too amiable in everyone else's books, such doings are in fact logically acceptable. Come to think of it, that sudden sensation of overflowing emotions can sometimes be too difficult to comprehend. Nonetheless, it shows how much we've been through as individuals. To come to terms with it once again brings back many awe-inspiring memories that we wished would have last, although they didn't eventually. BUT WE MADE IT HAPPEN AGAIN.
See it all disappear without trace
It has been left behind, far beyond our furthest reaches. I'm thankful it has for none of it was remarkable enough to even be comtemplated upon ever again. A few constrasts were made but most of them left us as victors. Am I even surprised? NOT ONE BIT.
And they call as they beckon you on
I'm sorry to say but some things naturally come and go. In this case, it was just part of life. I've realised that almost everything I've said before came true eventually. The whole institution? YOU BETCHA!
They say start as you mean to go on
It was justifiable but I don't think so. Some things are too deceiving, that I know of very well! And in the end, we lie awake and we dream of making our escape. For that is what we ought to achieve and nothing less. Let's take a brave jump over the side! Without a doubt, I'll never come across another unique situation like this again I SWEAR.
Start as you mean to go on
You know that it will never be colder than death.
Only sleep satisfies. Spill all my endeavours, only to talk about nothing praiseworthy in the end. The future was architectured with a tingling sense of doubt underneath. Treasured conformities? I’ve let serenity ensue till the next impend.
Been gone so many days, I'm losing count
It comes to pass from the top of the first page till the end of the last day. Some catapult had just fired me, but nevertheless I motionlessly hypothesize the actuality. Little white shadows, let them blink and glisten. They have always been part of a system that I am!
When I think of home, I see your face
It might be without resistance but I shouldn’t weigh myself down. I won’t relinquish till I fill my heart’s desires. Oh, all the movements I’m starting to make will only see me crumble and fall on my face. I'm fortunate but one last request still lingers in my heart. Please let time be on my side now.
I know I have to wait...
74 other pairs succumbed.
Run, Bike, Run format.
3km, 16km, 3km respectively.
Amos the road biker, constant velocity of 30km/h.
Ali the roadrunner, constant velocity of 15km/h.
There were two waves in the men's open. Odd numbered pairs were in the first wave while the even numbered pairs were in the second wave. Being in the second one surely didn't help to lessen my anxiety. But soon enough our turn came.
I walked to the front to start obviously. With the sounding of the horn behind me, I ran while constantly being cautious of the runners trying to be funny at the front of the pack. At the end of my first 3km, I purposely finished 2nd in my wave as energy was of the essense for my second 3km. Of course, I tried to stay as close to the 1st guy as possible.
I passed my white velcro tag to Amos, who immediately went off chasing after the 1st biker like no one's business. He had 2 rounds to complete and just as I predicted, he came in first after the first round. Without a doubt, I was overflowing with anxiety at this moment. Things just got worse for me when he once again came in first after his second round. I hurriedly tore the velcro tag from him while running and putting it on my left arm at the same time.
"Come on Ali finish it!" were the last words I heard from him as I set off. I knew what had to be done and there was absolutely no way I would let him down. Coincidentally, runners of the mixed category had just started their race and I could see a flood of them in the distance ahead. I used them to pace myself well and I did it throughout my second 3km, chasing them down one by one was effective in maintaining a constant speed. 400m from the finishing line, I finally turned to look at the runner behind, for I fear that he was in the same category as I am. But lucky me, he wasn't and I knew that being first for the second wave was just seconds away. Nonetheless I sprinted to the finishing line just to ensure that status.
Thereafter the long wait for the results followed. Surprise, surprise! Someone told me that Amos and myself were faster than the first pair from the first wave and thus we were first overall! I called to inform Amos but he told me to wait for the finalized results and in the process, I tried my shot at taking photos of the scenery again.
Maybe I should just stick to running instead. But soon enough, the results were out. Amos looked at it first, after which he turned to me in disbelief. I looked at it as well, to the biggest shock of the day. Eventually we were up on the podium, Amos was too big so I stood behind him instead. With gold medals hung on our necks and plenty of prizes in our bags, we ended off the day cycling back to his house knowing that we have done what we have set out to achieve. And that is to win.
Saturday, 4th of April 2009. A day overflowing with teamwork and perserverance like never before.
The essence of it all has never really gotten into that mind of yours, for you are one who isn't even deserving of a single glance from me. Let's face it, no one really cares or bother about it when all has been said or done but in this case, nothing has ever been said or done at all. Don't for once, even think that you're smarter than the rest because the sad reality is that smartness will never be a part of you. You think you have it all and the entire world revolve around you. Sad to say, you don't even have a world to begin with. Hiding it from other people is just cowardly, I'm sick to my stomach to even know about it.
Leave them alone for goodness sake.
I would greatly appreciate it if you were to stay in a secluded corner of society and just mentally rot to death. But for starters, you're not one to even be appreciative about. They must be blind, but even that didn't stop them from seeing your true colours. Just knowing you has diluted the very colourful foundation that I rest upon, what total shame I've brought upon myself! Never have I met someone who is of a more inferior quality than the worst of the worst of my friends. The previous statement is a real testament of how you stack up in my life but if I were to have it my way, I wouldn't even want to know you. My soul is forcefully made polluted just by the mere thought of your name.
Please find a life.
Above all, I seriously want to get rid of this unwanted hatred in my conscience for I really have no time to even ponder about you for an instance. Seriously, I'm too mentally tired to even think about this issue anymore. And talking about having a life, I wonder when you will ever get one. No wait, you're already dead in the first place.
When blame turns to total shame.
Well, that's what you are.
Once again, this post is not directed at anyone because I just feel like writing something like this. It's an irony but being happy all the time isn't healthy and I'm proud to have learnt it the hard way.
TJC Duathlon Challenge
Two people one team.
One runner, one cyclist.
Run-Bike-Run Format
3km-16km-3km
(Runner)
Muhammad Alsyaari Bin Mohamed Shahril
TPJC's Track Captain
A crazy guy who just can't stop running since the day he was born. With a stamina that is virtually untouched by most, he is surely one to look out for. Be warned, he is one of the few hybrids that can do both incredibly fast sprints and run long distances with ease.
(Biker)
Amos Nadan Mun En
VJC's Floorball Captain
Another crazy fella with a never-say-die altitude. Has a freaking expensive $2000 road bike that is capable of high speeds (60km/h) so underestimating him is strictly a no-no. Best friends since Primary 4, mess with him and you mess with me.
2008's Results on 29th March
Total Timing For Pair - 56:54.5 minutes
Ranking - 5th
We are going at it once again this Saturday, 4th of April 2009 so all the best to the both of us.
By the way, the first prize is the following Panasonic Viera TV.
APRIL's FOOLS LAH OI!
