The Wannabe Economist

Nothing significant to blog about. Just ranting that i feel i need to get off my chest.

I just did 100 push ups and finished a packet of daisy milk. No biggie. But i’m glad to be back to my pre-university self. Every decision i made seems to has a part to do with my now obese body. Unlike the past months where i simply decided to let myself grow fat. I don’t even think i look anywhere near pleasant. I probably fit the description of elephant that dance quite well.

Talking about dance, i suspect that i am going to stop dancing for a short while. There is no upcoming job assigned to me, and i will be out of town for a while. To pursue the dream that i gave up when i continued with JC instead of backing out of TJ and head to NYP. A dream that was forced out of my plans when i was diagnosed with retinal detachment at the pre-enlistment checkup. People all say that it’s the past, but the past affects the future, doesn’t it? It could very well be the perfect reason why i can’t teach maths and PE with MOE.

I was at the Boulderactive last weekend. Twice last weekend in fact. The tiles made our palms sweat. It was a visual orgasm seeing people do one hand crimp and campus up the wall. I bet it must be orgasmic doing that as well. Mrs Chongky commented that i probably lacked the bigger shoulder to get that done. Probably she’s right. My bro feels likewise too. His shoulders are better developed than mine. I can’t even do the fly with my dumbbells. He does.

My financial woes are at least solved for these few weeks. I have gotten my paycheck. Mummy has offered to put in more money into my account before the bank deducts the monthly $2. That’s my mummy. She gives me all the freedom i want, trusting that i make the right decisions. She made me an adult. I guess it was my independence after A levels that win her over. Since young i thought i was mature for my age. When i buy toys i often go for the cheaper options. I never had monopoly. My bro and i play the china version of it which costed me $6 in primary school. And then i bought the Malaysia version of it for $3 i think. Wonder if these are still around somewhere.

Mental note: check with bro.

I am going for Volar Ad Race with econs again. The open category is full. So no WZ as racing buddy this time round.

Gotta go do work after i help Mrs Chongky with her laptop. The Redbull is supposed to last me through the night.

Oh ya. I watched this video just now. Pretty funny. Not that i am biased against gays. It’s just the stupidity of the video that tickles.

And ending this entry, a photo of yours truly on the rowing machine. Ain’t too nice with that opened mouth. I just can’t breath really well when i exert. Get what i mean?