i miss you when im sg,
when im overseas,
i miss u even more.

i love the nights, struggle a bit in the day
but its worth every bit for the nights.

love u qing. xoxo.

today i had a new fun, it was more of having a simple life and
just re-visiting faith. going there with grams mum and qingqing was great.
lotsa smoothness and lunch was decent!.
thanks qing for helping me pack, u know i take ages at stuff like this
whereas your as efficient as it gets. took only 20mins darn fast.

going to sydney for 2 weeks now.

qingqing i'll call ya!

love ya

thanks The Ian Carey Project

surprise news more often than not is bad news.

i gotta listen to some progressive.

past 10 days has been dreary enough.

and anw i got a fucking torn ligament in my back
and internal bleeding. i can fucking complain today.

crash something. with updates later

such a disappointment for me. was only 4km away from the finishing
line and was 36km at 1hr2mins, really wanted to make 1hr10mins badly today.

here's how the crash happened. this angmoh racer guy was cycling alongside of
me like 2 bicycles length in front like 10 o clock angle. WELL HE OBVIOUSLY WAS
STUPID ENOUGH TO CYCLE STRAIGHT INTO THE BARRIER ON A STRAIGHT ROAD.
i mean its understandable when ppl crash into barriers at U-turns
but not on bloody straights?!.

so anw he crashed and skidded right in front of me and i crashed into him
everything happened so quickly the only thing i can rmb now, is that i fell
hard on the right side of my body and my back was like getting pierced by
something hard straight into it. checked my right arm and it was still intact
with the shoulder(thank god) and realised my bike handle was stuck into
his rear tire. took my handle out and moved on with the 4km left.

after cycling for about 200m my rear derailer broke and that was a pretty sad
moment for me, i tried to connect the chain back on but it came off after 3 pedals.
decided to take my chances and run with the bike. it was a tough feeling for me,
because my legs and esp quads were burning alrdy. this cyclist came beside me
and cheered me on telling me its only 1km left, i was damn happy, but after running
for about 1-2mins i saw this signboard saying 3km left to finish. - ( hell devo ).

so yeah i struggled to the finishing line, quads were cramping up everytime i stopped.
but the cheers of the people really helped. sometimes u cant control everything,
if i were to be in the same scenario again with that guy i'd probably crash again.
it all happened too quickly and at 31km/h i'm just happy not to walk away with
a broken wrist or dislocated shoulder. right now, my hip is stiff, my shoulder even more,
and my back is fucked. hope it goes well. thanks guys for the concern and qing for your plasters!.

x

gonna make it happen.

fuck the odds.

this is the first time this year.

i sat down in the shower,
face down
knee to chest.
cold water running down.

im awaking, i can see things better now.

and anw omg i'm ill again. flu,cough,sorethroat,

sherm likes standing there outside the main road
out running others to flag that cab and u holding his
hand balancing on worn off curbs. dangerous but dangerously
lovin'.