i love tkd man.

esp hc tkd.

hit me baby

hit me.

my butt hurts

only now do i realise

that life and cca

need not be so regimented

though it might defy the theoretical norm.

maybe ive been taking life too seriously

and maybe i need to be dragged down

to the bottom of the food chain

to appreciate life at its simplest,

coz i may be eaten up anytime.

it takes the rigour and stress away.

though we're a loud bunch of people,

always driving someone up his nerves

aka gao,

and are always unwelcomed by all shop owners,

i still love hctkd.

the people never fail to make my day,

everyday.

shenyangYEWSHOEyuanjunGAOCHINkennethMINGHONG
edwinYICHUNhongjieYANGZAHsehqinMASTERJIAWEI
derenJONNIE

and many others and the juniors

the only thing to soothe my soul.

YOU.

im severely running out of time.

i have tonnes of undone tutorials

and notes to read

thanks to my sleeping disease

which comes on every lecture.




i feel strangled

and bound

totally at the mercy of circumstances.

for one,

there'll still be somewhere deep inside

where the show is still going on.

for two,

i can hardly feel any affiliation at all,

it was as if the show never took off.

i want it to end,

yet the irony is that there is no longer any feeling,

so why would i bother if it continues or end?

but one thing im sure,

theres no point in looking back.

all i want now

is to run away,

to a faraway place.

again.

im an escapist.

why.

why.

why.

what is it that draws so close.

but such is so repulsive too.

why.

intrigue,

when i assumed all was over.

human.


anyway,

VIVA LA HWACHONG (TKD)!

careless flirting

or a calculated strategy,

i have no idea what this means.

a seemingly unintentional greeting

sent shocks of nostalgia high up and deep in.

where to after this?

its all too familiar again.

dangerously sweet yet tinglingly hurtful.

what have you to say

when it probably is all a lone juggler.

the web is cast

and the tricks are set.

alas!

at high time

he draws them back.

unsure of the ending

yet longing for the beginning.

all too familiar, no?


one more thing,

temasek wasnt killed

but we ought to murder Fat Man S, yes?

jiayew [hc:tkd]

smash them flat.

we will win the day,

tmr.

jiayew.

on friday

we will feast.

for on sunday

they will go up in flames.



ouch my finger.

jiayou jiayou jiayou.

go hwachong go

teambag.

yay.

argh.

GOLDDDD.

-sobs-

im not exactly

in a jump for joy

and cry out in laughter

kind of a mood.

i lost my cool today.

sorry yushu deren.

i dont like losing.

ill never accept defeat.

its do or die.

win or die.

add a little love,

subtract some ego,

multiply the hype

and divide amongst the three.