A wonderful day!

Woohoo! Came home at 4am in the morning...

Was chilling out with the guys at West Coast Park... cos before that they were at my house celebrating my birthday with my family...
It was one of the happiest days of my life... I've got my friends, family, MONEY!!! i feel that only 2 things were lacking...
My sister who is in Australia and the girl i like! =) haha!

Other than that, it was superb and it was great! I just wanna thank all my brothers who attended my party! Thanks Fahmy for your Dhalca that your mom cooked...
Thanks Eugene for going to Cold Storage to buy booze and thanks Aaron and Wei Kian for coming to me party! =)

Thanks everyone from my mom and dad... my grand-ma, grand-pa... Uncle Peter and everyone else for great Ang-Pows!!!

Thanks You! Thanks You Very Much!

My life and my love

I was watching a movie i rented from VideoEzy... Million Dollar Baby.

Speaks of this boxing trainer not willing to train women in boxing... as he believes that boxing is for the men only. But some how this woman is different and with very strong perserverence, she manage to convince him to train her.
He asked her why she even took up boxing... and she said that when she boxed, she felt free...

That is exactly how i feel when i box.

Coming back to the show, she won several matches... she was moved up in weight-class to wealtherweight... there she had a shot at the title belt... but that belt cost her everything...
her rival was a dirty fighter that punched her and Knock her Out and her neck hit a stool...
She couldn't box anymore and her spinal cord were so badly damage, she was bedridden...
She didn't wanna live anymore...

One thing that she said which i agree was , "while i'm here (bedridden), i canno hear them chanting my name anymore"

That phrase touched me big time... as i had a glimsp of what it feels like...

In the ring... boxing... you know that people are looking at you and you're scared. But at the same time you know that the people looking at you are staring at you in awe... For that 3 mins, you free...

Damn... i fucking miss boxing...
All my life i searched for heaven... my heart it longs for so much more... i found it in you...

Speak the truth in my face!

I always have a lot to say to someone that i dislike. I feel that if someone were to dislike me, i would rather have the person tell me in my face.
I'm not the sort of person who enjoy beating around the bush... dropping hints... but at times, the situation forces me to "play around".

I was reading someone's blog one day. I saw something that actually caused me to stumble a bit... well it is those one liners that causes that most damage.

Examples:
Fuck Off!
Leave me alone!
You're an ass!
Jerk!
MCP!

These one liners i feel does the most damage... it is because sometimes you don't even know if it is refering to you!
How is someone suppose to know if it was refering to you!

Coming back to being direct... I had a couple of group members from this module called I&E Entreprenuership.

I was in a group that was an all girls team. To make matters worst, the girls were from the same course and same class...
Which meant that i was the odd one out... Sticking out like a sore thumb, they didn't really like my directness.

Their ideas were stupid and dumb. We were suppose to either start a business or come up with a new product. Their dumb-ass ideas were to do some stupid Dri-Fit T-Shirts and a Heart-Rate BallerBand.

My point was that if technology allowed a heart-rate monitor to be fitted into a ballerband, it would have already been done!
But NO!!! they just had to carry on with their dumb-ass idea.
I even had to physco myself into a person who is super on for the idea as they were on the verge of kicking me out of the group.

The actual fact is that they would actually die without me... not for me, they would not be able to do the Business Proposal or the Marketing Plan.
I did all the work... all they did was complain and arrow jobs for me to do... I learnt one really great lesson from this stupid dumb ass project with them.

I will never choose an elective unless i got people already on my side... I have never been threaten by anyone... they are the first and i can gurantee that they will be the last.
I am always the one who kicks people out of the group and i am always the group leader. This stupid Fucked-Up module is super damn irritating and i am damn happy that i have already completed the Presentation and Business Proposal.

The group leader is a butch and a damn ugly one
another member is like a fucking pig who squeels and screams
another member is as quiet as a mouse and thus escaping all the work that had to be done.
Last member who is damn ass malay BITAAACCCH... she is DAMN FUCKING LAZY!

I WILL NEVER WORK WITH THEM AGAIN!!!

PS: no offence to malays... i've got Fahmy who is my buddy. He is malay... he is neither lazy nor dumb...

And i don't know what to do

I feel that the obstacles of life has gotten to me these few weeks... with loads of projects due and exams are coming up in 3 weeks time...

I rented some DVDs today to watch at home, one of the shows that i rented was 'Rocky'. The show with Sylvester Stallone as a boxer. Its about his life of how he became a champion when he was a bum all his life...
One part of the movie shows him becoming very scared and tired of fighting... he told his girlfriend,

"all i wanna do i go the distance."

I also wish to go the distance... my shoulder is not getting any better. In fact, its getting worst and i cannot lift up my school bag with my right hand... when i strech my right arm out, there is this slight 'pop' sound... and I don't dare to tell most people as they know i take up boxing and it would mean i'm weak...

I miss boxing like crazy... standing in the ring... feeling a pure rush... knowing that for just 3 mins you are free... free to become who you wanna become...
I miss Alvin screaming at my ear to punch harder... to hear him encouraging me...

Know that the person you like a lot... like someone else already... haha... stupid me...
Feeling like pressure cooker, i'm ready to blow up... but the best part is that i cannot even explode... what difference is a handicapped man from me?
I feel the same... useless and hopeless... not having any thing to look forward to at the end of the week...
One injury like that took me out for 1 month already... that is like 12 training sessions already... before my injury.... i didn't train for 3 weeks because of my term tests... it would add up to about close to 2 months of not training...

My buddy "Dee Dee" in school asked me what i wanted for my birthday... If i really had a birthday wish... and if it would come true...
I would wish that my shoulder would recover immediately
If my shoulder's recovery could be bought at a price, i would gladly pay for it...

How could this happen to me!!! i have so much emotions running through me and i've got no exit outlet!!!

"Its time to face the truth... i'll never be with you"

Dreams Are My Reality

Ever missed someone to a point where by that person you missed even pops up in your dreams!
I won't say its freaky or anything... it just goes to show how much you think about that person...

Well, i would like to be the first to admit that i dreamt about someone... haha =) yeah yeah... dreaming of girls again...
hey! its not some sick-shit ok! There was not *bang bang* or any hanky panky crap going on...
It was a date... how pathetic can i get... dreaming of someone i want to be with... now that is really dumb!

Someone told me that if you remember dreams when you wake up, than it is said that those dreams won't come true... looks like i won't be dating 'her'.
Too bad for me! Maybe i'm fated to be single eh? =)

So Distant...

I just recieved some news that i cannot box for at least 3-4 months... because the tendon in my shoulder is injured. To add in to the joyful occasion of my injured shoulder, i was also told that 3 of my collar bone muscles are pulled and thus the muscle became shorter (aka Weaker).

I use to learn Taekwondo for those who don't know... i also learnt Aikido...
For boxing, i wanted to learn because of the show "The Contender"
This is the first time in my life i found something that i really love... It is a form of release for me... When i feel damn emo' i could always release all my anger at boxing...
When i sms someone... and that person only replies me with 1 -2 words... feeling damn freaking dejected, boxing is always there for me.

I still remembered that day i found out that the girl i liked... is already in love with someone else... i was a monday night when i found it out... Tuesday was boxing training... That monday night, i only slept for 3 hours... when i woke up, i never felt more hopeless and shitty...
That tuesday night... i went for training... The emotional feelings rose up in me... and i let it all go at training... that training, my instructor said to me,
"wah andrew... you're very focus today ah... very good"

I did pad work with him... spar a bit with aaron... did my best... after training was over, it was the best feeling in my life... i left all my fears of rejection and emotional pain at training... i went home a new person...

Now... i have to stop what i love doing for 4 months... it sucks when the challenges of life gets to you and you got no sense of release...
Competition is at the end of the year... i was looking forward to Sept when my holidays came... so that i could lose as much weight and train up... i was super looking forward to training with Alvin (Muay Thai Instructor)
It seems so distant... not being able to train...

Projects over due

Ever wished you had more then 24 hours in a day? Somehow that 24 hours just ain't enough for you...
Well, i seriously wished for more the 24 hours in a day... maybe it should be like... 72 hours in a day... and 365 days a year... This way, i could sleep more and at the same time have more time to do my projects!

Recently i did something that most would consider as wrong... i went to axe a fellow team member... because of some feud that the team member and i had, i decided to axe her from the team.
She is currently team-less and quite poor thing...

I really felt that she was not contributing to the team and she didn't even bother to like find out what is to be done for the project. Further more she pissed me off on the previous project... so i became quite an asshole....

Oh well... what ever is done is done... I wonder did i do the right thing?

Bones of my bones

Last week i injured my shoulder because... the smart-ass in me went to challenge my instructor to grappling... so in the end i got injured big-time... he "pop-ed" my right shoulder!
I was super in pain! After 1 week of 'rest' from Muay Thai, i figured that my shoulder would get better right.... WRONG!!!

It got worst actually... It started to hurt more as days goes by... I than decided to go and see the doctor. Remember that when i hurt my neck, i went to this Osteopathic Pain Relief Centre. It is something like a chinese sen-seh... but i swear man... these guys are seriously damn good!
I told the doctor about my injury... he went
"yeah yeah... i know i know... ok... lie down"

So i just lied down... he placed his hands of my back... press a few parts of my back and he said,
"ok... you don't have any torn muscle... you just dislocated your 4th,5th,6th vertebra"

And i was like... Whatever lah, just get it fixed!

so he asked me to sit up... he started to crack my neck... and i swear man... my shoulder was as good as new! He released some joints in my body and my shoulder was getting better!
So any of you guys have any sports injuries go and see this Osteopathic Doctor...

Contact Number: 63278545
Doctor: Joselito dela Cruz
Please make an appointment in advance. It works for sure =)

If you guys know, i made a mistake in the entry eariler on...
please do not go to go David Tio... He is a rip-off

10 Thing I Miss About You!

This entry goes out to my sister in Australia.

I miss having you around in Singapore... I really miss sitting in front of the TV with you and we'll make stupid comments.
I remember our times at Al-Azhar... we would have the mysterious Tom Yum Soup whereby the seafood is never fresh. We would also makan the BeeHoon Goreng Thai.
I miss you calling me Fat-Boy when i see you at home... When i wake up in the morning, i'm so used to seeing your room door closed... and i know that your at home sleeping...
I miss just talking to you... talk to you about anything under the sun... friends, girls, religion... anything and everything... I miss you giving me advice and i miss quarrelling with you...

When i wake up in the morning, i see your door open... with no-one in there... when i come home, i don't hear you screaming FAT BOY!!!
There isn't a person to quarrel with anymore... no one to fight with me over the TV... No one to talk to... talk about my hopes and dreams...

Damn... i never knew i would miss you so much... I cannot wait for you to return home in Nov... than we can do all these nonsense stuff again... Love you loads Rena...

Love,
Your Fat-Boy

6 months? I wish i could

On Saturday I went for morning training at Farrer Park boxing gym. There I busted my shoulder and it really hurts big time! Because of my inability to train, I decided to sit down have a chat with my boxing instructor. Don’t know how we came upon the topic of training in Thailand. Alvin (my instructor) was telling us about himself and his fights all over the world. He talked about the training he went through at a young age of 18.

How he felt like a champion when he fought and won fights.

I guess only athletes could know this feeling… the feeling of winning something. Winning something that you took so long to train for. I spared before… and when I win certain matches, I feel a sense of glory and honour!

I know I know… you guys want to say that I’m full of myself. But seriously speaking, the feeling of knowing that you won someone is seriously great. Coming back to the topic of training in Thailand. Alvin was saying that if I were to go to Thailand for 6 months, I would return to Singapore as the best fighter.
He said, “I guarantee you that you will return as probably the best fighter… you will be good… guarantee chop chop.”

For a moment, I imagined myself standing in front of a crowd cheering for me… wow! The thought of winning just overwhelmed me… I really wanted to go to Thailand to train. But if I really were to go to Thailand to train for 6 months, it would mean that I have to fight there to earn money to support my training. Performing Wai Kru before a fight to pay homage to my parents and master. The Mongkol placed on my head before a fight… wow…
Imagine… winning!

I guess going there for 6 months was impossible because I still got my studies, parents and other financial factors to consider… but hey, at that moment of imagination… it felt great…

Like there is a song for this…
“Dreams are my reality”
I can only dream… for now…