The Wannabe Economist

The day took a bizzare turn since the evening.

First was the boring (yes, but probably only applicable to myself since i’m not part of the group in the first place) dinner at Peperoni and ice-cream at Ice-creamery. Then was the late night search, then $12 cab ride (yeah so what if i’m broke and taking cab is such a pain now), then fighting, then another $12 cab ride, then shuttle around in friend’s jazz, then cycle 7km home (alright i’m cool with this trip since it doesn’t involve money).

All in all, i’m still very hungry since i didn’t had my fill during dinner, and very sleepy because i have not slept since waking up at 9am yestermorning.

To end off the long day, i swear that if i were to be a minister, i would push for specialized bicycle lanes at parliament meeting. !)(#*%#)@%&)@*%, it’s a miracle i made it back alive. But not that anyone cares in the first place.

Reminder to self: drop Rick a message to thank him for loaning the car. This is the truest friend i ever gotten. He’s so sincere that he actually took time to talk for half an hour outside his gate after i return the car, at the early hours.

Hell man, if it weren’t for the assignment deadlines and piled up work and now, the mess to be sorted out at home and outside, i would pop a bottle of wine (told you i’m broke) and get drunk. Then fall asleep.

Haven’t sleep, and 8 more hours to pre-interview test.

Screw me.

And screw you. I don’t really like you. And you. And you. And you.

I apologize for the lack of updates. I’m obviously facing some difficulties in motivating myself these days. I can’t up my running pace even though i’m merely jogging and not panting yet. I can’t revise often enough to cover more syllabus (and this is going to haunt me next week). And of course, i haven’t finish my assignments due this week.

Disregarding the tasks at hand, let me talk about the tri-challenge and the NUS Bi.

The Tri-Challenge is probably the only school event that i faithfully participate in throughout university. First year, in the open category, and then two years in the school category. And since i have never been good in sports, i appreciate the choice of different categories (and implicitly the choice in the competitive level).

I did the strong man challenge. Holding 40kg weight is not an issue, but holding the weights and running 460metre is not easy.

Of course i acknowledge that strength is sort of proportional to the upper body muscle mass and that the context of difficulty is only applicable in my case - someone who hasn’t ran much this year (save for training run 1 and the run-stop-walk-run run during CNY), and haven’t been to the gym at all this year, %&)@(*#%)T&)@(*#$.

I is weak.

I can’t really run with that weight, but not that i could really run well in the first place.

But it’s all in the name of good fun and the company of the econs people.

After that hand numbing and forearm pumping run (fortunately i wore the ugly knee bandage and the lower body continued to feel “fresh”), i went for NUS Bi on sunday.

Mrs Chongky accompanied me to ECP, though that means we both have to wake up at 6.30am. And while she was there people-watching, she took some photographes as well.

Multi-sports has gain much more popularity compared to the times when i did my first ever aquathlon in 2002 and the OSIM Triathlon official works in 2003 (i guess you could tell by the technical race attire that is becoming increasing common).

Despite the stronger than normal current in Singapore sea, the strings i gotten from god-knows-what while swimming, and all the wracking from the fuckers who would overtake damn closely in the swim leg, i had enjoyed the race. I didn’t run damn hard. I didn’t swim damn hard. I felt quite ok after the entire event, knowing that i can certainly improve with training.

I is contented. And looking forward to spending more time training. After this semester.

Reasons why Mrs Chongky should not hate me like she commented in the last post.

1. I made sure she is well-fed

Evidence: Mrs Chongky gets all the donuts she wants, from Dunkin to Krispy to Munchy to Popdon to Donut Factory.

Exhibit 1A - at KL, Dunkin’ Donut

And of course, just eating donut is an unhealthy diet. So i introduced Mrs Chongky to the yummy worth-every-single-cent-in-a-value-for-money Thai food. We even witnessed it move from Sembawang Shopping Centre to Yishun Industrial Park. The only stage that you missed out was the part where it was at the foodcourt, which i had only patronized once or twice before the stall moved out.

Exhibit 1B - happily eating at the Thai Food place.

2. I made her do all sort of crazy things with me

Like going on holiday during the World Cup 2006 season. (nothing crazy about this, just want to present exhibit 2A)

Exhibit 2A - at the now-defunct Regent KL.

And of course climbing, which initially seen us scaling the wall at Cat High, then Climb 5, then Batu.

Exhibit 2B - Cat High

Exhibit 2C - the first visit to Camp 5 and Mrs Chongky fell in love with the place

And of course there’s luge at Sentosa which we feel we can’t give it a miss, however costly it might be. Or however slow Mrs Chongky might be because she didn’t dare to chiong down the slope.

Exhibit 2D - the experience and fun is worth every single cent

3. I made sure Mrs Chongky has a correct balance of fun - the outdoor fun and the indoor fun

Exhibit 3A - outdoor at Cafe Del Mar, which we will not visit again because we had decided to stop clubbing / pubbing after an unhappy incident with a particular company

Exhibit 3B - indoor, sand art at Plaza Singapura

4. And of course i did give her flowers, when i can afford it

Exhibit 4A - flowers, but i didn’t buy it. Mrs Chongky did, for Gina.

Like what the florist and her Japanese customer were thinking, i always give the cute little flowers on the normal occassion, when i have the spare cash.

Conclusion:

Mrs Chongky can’t be hating me.

Pardon the poorly structured entry. I want to go to bed, no time to think and edit.

Now Mrs Chongky wants me to blog about her.

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Ok i shall ATTEMPT to do an interesting blog entry on her.

She LOVES to eat! There is a pasar malam at ave 2 and guess how many times she has been there? TWICE yesterday and 4 TIMES today. *faints*

Other than the only time to buy stickers for the kids (yup the 2 kids are now out of my place for a change, temporary arrangement and it’s going to end soon… lol they’re going back in a while), i can safely tell you that the rest of the trips are on food hunting purposes. I reckon we blew a good fortune at the Ramly/otah store, more than we could manage in a week in school. On the bright side, the pasar malam will be ending today. An end to the never stopping junk-junking throughout the day.

I wish i could post some photos right now, but the lack of inspiration means that we haven’t been taking a lot of artistic nice shots recently. And as i was talking about nice photos, a brilliant thought stuck Mrs Chongky — I SHOULD BUY A DSLR.

Yes and that was after the bright proposal to bring auntie and wen to Bangkok last night.

SMART… i think she planned these with my $$$. Not hers.

I shall do a proper entry next time. Too tired. Let me catch up on more sleep, after sleeping more than 10 hours today.

Good night. 

I lost it all, almost. Like what always happen, people say things they don’t really mean and well, the situation simply goes downhill all the way.

A lot has happened. We made it through all the time. Though neither of us belongs to the group of emo people, i reckon we both remember every single of these times.

It’s probably best if we don’t have go through the conflicts at all.