Standard Chartered Marathon 2009

so every year, i set aside three goals for myself. i completed one during the middle of the year. and i just finished another one yesterday.
honestly, i thought it was impossible. throughout my run/walk/stretches, i felt like it was impossible. sure, i wanted to give up. sure, i thought i was too weak to go on. but faith kept me alive. i finally realized that when you hit long distances,its your own race that you’re running. just keep on keeping on.
my first marathon. definitely not my last. pushing myself to the next level again come 2010!

this one’s dedicated to all those who believed in me.

curve or bold?

bold

or curve?

i like it, its nice. slim. and business like. i can update my tweets, surf the net while waiting for people who are really late when it comes to meeting me, etc etc. just that the curve’s an older version, a tad slower and less stylish looking.

but maybe i want to do games too. how?

jabez…

“..Jabez probably had to struggle with being unwanted and unloved. He must have suffered rejection as a child and that would probably have been a big handicap in his life. But Jabez’s faith was stronger than his handicap. So instead of being a cause of pain to others, he rose up and laid hold of God in faith to become a great man of God…” -Pastor Kong.

i must remember who i am. i must remember who my God is. i must remember what my God.

gravity…

iwokeupwantingtogobacktosleepagainbutihadtoworksoiwenttowork.
wheniwenttotheoffice,everyonecouldfeeliwasglum.
ireceivedacallintheafternoonwhichgotmeirritatedandiretaliated
atthepersonoverthephonewhothencalledmyofficerandhecameovertospeaktome.
ialmosttearedwhenitoldmyselfishouldgointotheHouseofGodbecauseineededHim.
onthewaythere,itstartedtorain,igotdrenchedtomyfeet,mysockswerewet,
myshoeswassoaked,iwantedtowhipoutmyphonetotextyoubutitwasspoilt.
isleptthroughtheeveningandwokeupnotwantingtoeat.
isettledforyoghurtlaterintheevening.andthatshowsthedaysgoingtoend.

gravity…. stay the hell away from me…

decisions

We make millions of decisions in our everyday lives. the decision to take one bus service from another. the decision to have lunch or not, the decision on whether or not to let people’s emotions affect you. 

some decisions leave bad consequences. others makes you stronger. 

i do believe that the past of our decisions will come back to haunt us. but whats done has already been done. that’s why we look forward in our race to finish. who sets off a race with an intention of quitting halfway? and so what if we fall from our races? in a race, there’s always a winner, but does that make the loser any less of a man than the winner? i don’t think so. 

the winner can walk home with a trophy. but the “loser” walks home with a determined heart to strive harder. and that drives men to go on in life.

random stickies- 1) luke has a damn cool beatles tee. 2) francis is looking for a steve irwin top that isnt too steve irwin. 3) i hope i win the coming safti’s 16th anniversary photo taking competition. so i can buy a hamster in put it in ME Team. i will name it Becky (if its a girl). (:

i am a rock, i am an island.

when my boss is not around in the office, we usually do crazy stuff, the craziest was to break open glow sticks and collect all the liquid in a wine glass. i’m pretty certain an unsuspecting person will drink it thinking its the elixir of youth.

anyways, just a few days ago, luke was listening to Simon and Garfunkel in the office. i’ve heard of these legends, but i never bothered to listen to them until he dedicated the following song to me. please note that this was done when they’ve become old. but still, legends will always be legends.

i’m a little under the weather. there’s a “civet cat” running around the office and no one wants to catch it. instead, they caught the flu bug. luke says boss hasn’t gotten it yet because he’s not around in the office much to catch the bug. HAHA.