humiliation

blasted by a bus driver for trying to ask him to change my dollar note for a ticket. What the heck, he gives me a lecture on how the rules have changed and bus drivers are now not allowed to change money for customers. Before I could explain that the machine in the bus station was spoilt + the conductor didnt have enough change (one who cared bollocks) and there wasnt a single person around, he simply cut me off and yelled his rights and my wrongdoings.

he said that the bus was under surveillance and everything that's happening is being recorded and that he'll give it to the head office which'll remember my face and put it on the state registry so that they'll remember me and be able make sure I do not do this again. He also cautioned me about my speech (because everything that is said in the conversation is being recorded) and mind you till that point I hadn't really been chanced to even say a thing:
"sorry about that but..." (no chance for my explainations)
"but I couldnt do anything about it" (he starts implying that I'm now blaming him)
"I'm really not trying...[to do anything criminal here]" (couldnt even finish that sentence)

as he kept rolling about how the entire situation was due to my irresponsibility and he had nothing do do with it, I felt utterly helpless. If there was a time I really needed someone's help so badly, that was it.
Finally, I looked desperately at him and asked what I could do about the situation now (nxt bus is in an hr's time).
he simply gave a look of utter disregard and said that he'd change my note this time. after handing my my ticket, he went on to look at the surveillance camera and started going like 'INCIDENT AT 12.05PM... PASSENGER...', as though my actions were crininal.

at that point I felt like crap. tried to force a smile and show that I was somehow really really thankful that he could transact the $20 note for a ticket and $15 dollars change (oh by the way, he had a little cashier beside him filled with cash, and when I looked at it initially, he goes like 'oh don't you go all big-eyed looking at that cash because it none of your business...'

right, when I finally sat down on the bus I felt like the worse human ever alive. I was utterly humiliated and really just so down.
I just want to say that through this whole incident, I didn't raise my voice nor did a single curse word come out of me. I was standing there getting slaughtered as passengers watched the spectacle unfold.
but since this is my space and my outlet to finally let my feelings out, I'd like to say that I feel the whole treatment I received was unfair, harsh and wasnt justified at all.

I wanted to pay for a ticket.
I had a note and no alternatives to change it.
I couldnt explain my situation.
I got blasted.

I would definitely keep this experience in mind so that I myself would not do this unto someone else.

oh yes, I've also lost my fringe today. (I know, what a sad day. lol)
when I said to keep the front 'over the eyebrows', it doesnt mean like short hair right? I mean, short means' under the eyebrows' isnt it. oh man, what a horrific outcome a single slit can make!
I don't know, but I guess there's always the good ol cap to wear when everything's in a mess.

well, thanks bus driver, I'll definitely learn to treat people better than how you treat them

"I love the Lord, and if Loving the Lord is wrong, then I don't wanna be right!"

assignments and presentation all looming at the corner.
beyond that lies the massive exams (have like 2 papers in a day!)

(oh God, not another pile of bollocks)

Finally.
the hard part was squeezing all the words into the 2 small pages provided. I had it all typed out on the computer but that was wayy over the word count.


lights out!

we did it!

what a comeback!

I made this...

behold :D

...Thanks for everything Mom, love you so much.

time for sleep

I always thought my heartbrokenness was punishment for all I've done to her

Who is Theo Walcott??

sven's England call-up
• Goalkeepers: Robinson (Tottenham), James (Manchester City), Green (Norwich)
• Defenders: G Neville (Manchester United), R Ferdinand (Manchester United), Terry (Chelsea), A Cole (Arsenal), Campbell (Arsenal), Carragher (Liverpool), Bridge (Chelsea)
• Midfielders: Beckham (Real Madrid), Carrick (Tottenham), Lampard (Chelsea), Gerrard (Liverpool), Hargreaves (Bayern Munich), Jenas (Totenham), Downing (Middlesbrough), J Cole (Chelsea), Lennon (Tottenham)
• Forwards: Rooney (Manchester United), Owen (Newcastle), Crouch (Liverpool), Walcott (Arsenal).

oh crap, maybe he's gone too far
-----

well, the weeks leading up to the end of the semester are flying by- the days simply dropping like flies. I can't believe it's coming to week 11 that quickly.

we certainly need to see time from a Godly perspective if we are to make the best out of it: I need to make a stand for Him, and make it all worthwhile here. Cos at the end of the day, there's only worth when you do it all for His glory.

anyhow, I've been in the computer labs all week, camping there till the sky turns dark basically. But oh man, I feel so industrious! Especially knowing that I've singlehandedly done my group's assignment- they will be pleased to know that I've completed the prototype for assignment 3 already.
yes! It sure makes all the 'camping' times worthwhile and rewarding once your efforts get paid off with a beautiful working program. It'll def. make your group members much Happier people too! ahahaha.

then again, it's also really tiring and sometimes bad cos you tend to forget about meals and neglect all other things when focusing on the task at hand. aha. but yea, when you know you've done a good day's work. you sleep so much better.
and it feels soo good too!
oh yes, it's also for Him. and his glory.
cheers.

if sven had the balls...

…carrick would be a starter for the England squad in the world cup and owen should be relegated to the bench (yes, you heard it. NO start for him!).
[oh, this is in the light of rooney’s injury, by the way, if you’re unaware of it]

rio [ferdinand] is DEF behind Carragher in the pecking order at the moment as his performances this season does not warrant him a start when there is a better defender who can play with heart.

(my best England line-up)
---------------Robinson------------
Neville-Carragher-Terry-A.Cole
--------------Carrick---------------
Beckham-------------------J.Cole
---------Gerrard-Lampard-------
---------------Crouch-------------

england’s most powerful asset is now their midfield. No question. It is filled with talent and if used well, will dominate the opposition’s. A lone striker in the form of peter crouch will be able to hold the ball and bring the midfield into attack.
With rooney out, gerrard and lampard will now be able to be play in their best positions respectively- roaming midfielders/hole players/behind the striker, everywhere, basically.

this is only possible with the vacated position left by rooney’s injury and if another holding midfielder is introduced to allow both these 2 men the license to attack.

carrick at the back would allow them both to be able to enjoy their best positions without competition. He would unshackle gerrard from defending duties and allow lamps to be always on attack mode.

and why not? Carrick has been excellent and has really excelled this season at Spurs. A deep lying playmaker, he can conjure up the killer balls and guard the back four sufficiently well enough as the midfield to retreats to defend.

england would surely stand a higher chance of triumph utilizing her talented midfielders- joe cole, gerrard and lampard all marauding in attack is definitely be a treat for all watching.

I know many people would say that crouch stinks, but he is more than able to hold-up the ball and link play. If he can do this well, then its game on for him. Also, if the exceptional supply from becks allows crouch to score some goals (think becksàrvn, then Goal!), then it’ll be an added bonus for the team. But even if he doesn’t score, but does a fine job in bringing the midfield into the game, than I’d say again, its mission accomplished for him. I’m sure a midfield with the likes of cole, becks, lampard and gerrard won’t have a problem finding the back of the net if they had good service from a big striker.

others might reckon: owen as a lone striker? Well, he just won’t cut it. Not that I’m criticizing him or anything, but owen is just a different sort of striker- he is built with the qualities of a poacher. A more selfish and direct style of play would mean that the midfield would not benefit much playing off him. And again, england’s most powerful asset is it’s midfield. Depriving their effectiveness means an inferior England. He also doesn’t have enough games in his belt to even deserve a start. A player that hasn’t played a game for more than half a season is nowhere near match sharpness. But, as a super sub, I’d say owen would be perfect. He absolutely fits the bill for this- a speedy hit man on the bench is a luxury any manager would relish. After all, he did bang goals on such a consistent basis when coming off the bench during his time real madrid.

but sadly, come the world cup, england’s midfield will be running at an inefficient state.
owen will start
rio will start
and carrick on the pitch will be a rare sight.
because Sven is in charge.
though all these factors will be to England’s detriment, it will still happen.
because Sven is in charge
with a ball-less boss like sven, he will probably go starting owen with crouch just to appease his stars. He will stifle either gerrard or lampard. He will choose rio (passionless) to carragher (heart). He will be the downfall of England.

so c’mon sven, show us some balls come world cup. Bring on the talents and throw away that boot sucking loyalty that you show to the regulars. When they suck, drop em. When a formation ain’t as effective, change it.

and while you’re at it, bring other talented guys like nolan and lennon [underrated] please!

Information systems architecture
Aspx
InstantOrder.Asmx
Myproxy.vb
Webconfig
IBuySpy
Commerce database
A business logic machine and a database to be created for a client.

well, these are just some of the jargons I have come across (over and over and over and over again) as I have been camping in the computer labs working on the assignments

game On!!

Matt wrote:

On Tuesday May 02 2006...
"What happens when you don't get what you want
Wow, the universal question. The question that often determines how happy our lives are. Different people deal with it differently, and very often, depending on how they deal with it, they lead wonderful or miserable lives all the same.

So what do you do when things don't go your way. It could be your UNI applications not working out the way you planned, or your relationship crumbling, or your simple anxiety on what to do with your life. What do you do when things seem to fall apart, and when stuff you ve hoped in SO much just breaks down after one conversation or after one letter. What happens when your home, as a concept, is desecrated and you find yourself running away. What happens when, overcome by guilt, you wallow in ur predicament and cry yourself to sleep every night for almost half a year. What happens when you feel so insecure, you hide from people. What happens when you cannot go home, but if you don't, you re trapped in a military camp. What happens when you injure yourself, and lose your self esteem. What happens when people tell you you re not good enough. what happens when you tell yourself you re not good enough. what happens when people just let you down. what Happens when there is really really no one left, who cares or knows what you re going through. what happens when you tell yourself no one cares.What happens when you couldnt care to explain stuff to the few people who cared, cos its too complicated. What happens when you feel so ashamed and guilty of something you ve done that you hide from people and convince yourself that you re gonna have to go away to another land. What happens when you ponder suicide, like for real. what happens when u ponder suicide and then acknowledge that you arent brave enough to end it, thereby completely leavin you solutionless. What happens and where do you go?

What would you do, when you ve hurt people so deeply, that they would be scarred for life.
What would you do when you feel theres no way out of the shite thats piling on.
what would you do when you find that nothing you re doing is gonna help you.
what would you do when someone you loved so much doesnt feel the same way, and you just feel like your heart was ripped out and trampled on
what would you do when you decided that you couldnt face the world or move on
what would you do when you realised you are truly a good for nothing
what would you do when you realised you are achievement-less
what would you do when you realised that you have nothing going for you.
what would you do when you realised that you club,smoke, drink and indulge ur lust almost daily.
what would you do when you ve found that you are slave to so many things, including ur prisoning desires.
what would you do when everyone else around you seems to have it better, or IS better than you.
what would you do when everything you apply for rejects you and tells you that you re stupid
what would you do if even the people you thought would believe in you tell you your limits

Well, idunno about you but, about a year ago, Itried this one way after exhuasting every other, and its been amazing.
Ask me about it please, i m dying to tell you!! I REALLY AM DYING TO TELL YOU. like...i m exploding here."

tonight's all soccer

"We have not seen a player like Shearer for years - a player who could almost guarantee you 30 goals a season at his peak. Scoring goals consistently is the hardest job on a football pitch and that explains why strikers get all the glory and more of the money. You just cannot put a value on someone who can bang in goals at such a rate.

Sir Alex Ferguson paid tribute to him this week when he said that he says to his scouts every week 'find me a Shearer'. He says he gets people offered who can play 'in the hole' or just behind two strikers, or who can drop wide, and all he can say is 'why don't you find me another bloody Shearer?'

That tells you everything you need to know about whether there's a place for an 'English-style' centre-forward in the modern game. Every team in the Premiership would fall over themselves to sign another Shearer. If Liverpool could find one, they might well win the title."

-Andy Gray on the legend that is Alan Shearer (whose footballing career is finally over)

"My dream as a kid was to play for Newcastle United and to score goals at St James' Park. It doesn't matter that I didn't win a trophy because I did it my way and I lived the dream.

Unless you come from the area you wouldn't understand that mentality. Playing for the club is everything. I broke Jackie's record and no-one can take that away from me. I've never had any regrets."

-Alan Shearer

just came from the tele room after watching the match between Spurs and Arse.
exciting stuff, even though it was from a neutral's point of view (with the added bonus of being able to witness the fans from both sides in the tv area taunting each other- more specifically, 2 pommie rivals)
gosh, Spurs... you guys were so close to victory. (Spurs, Spurs, always faltering at the last moment.) Basically, to sum up the downfall: the minute the team went ahead to a Robbie Keane goal, they just couldnt hold back the Arse onslaught led by Henry and essentially lost too much of their shape. come on, anyone who plays man behind ball against Arse will be severely punished.
and Edgar Davids being sent off... added woe
what a ripper...
yet, I reckon Michael Carrick...
an awesome player man. He really had quite a game (before the falterings). excellent solo run, ball control and especially great passing from the Spurs pivot. truly a very cool deep-lying playmaker who's a star in the making.

...and as for the match later, the almighty Liverpool will lock horns once again with money rich, zero-culture Chelski. They look unstoppable at the moment, but sometimes, you never know.
seriously, if the red machine clicks into play, then we'll def be able to bang their stupid team out of another cup competition like we did last year [Liverpool, Euro Champions 2005).

strongest line-up for us [I reckon]:
-------------Reina------------
Finnan-Carragher-Hypia-Riise
Gerrard-Alonso-Sissoko-Kewell
---------Cisse-Crouch--------

cisse being the most worrying factor. the dude's fast, but sometimes he's just too fast for his own good that he can't stop to make better decisions with the ball.
all those wasted chances, misses and ball losses. please cisse, if you ever step onto the pitch tonight, give us red fans a performance that we'd marvel at.
a pity that the man Robbie is ineligable for the tie tonight. He'd be a def starter.

however, knowing boss Rafa, he'd probably adopt 'flexible' 4-5-1 to give us more... options. and prob also because other than Fowler, there aren't any prolific strikers that we can call upon in such massive games.
Crouch will be doing what he does best: being a pivotal target man to hold all the balls for the midfield to enter into attacks. After all, that's what the gangly striker has been doing for us all season.
gosh, it's times like these [in the absence of Fowler] when we surely need a Shearer.
but anyhow, a holding man up front gives players like Gerrard, Garcia and Kewell the chance to break forward and attack.

the match won't just be Pool vs Chelski. It's also Liverpool vs robben and drogba theatrics and mourinho's trash talk.
but at the end of the day:
Good guys win
Bad guys lose
and Liverpool prevails
(last line was meant to be london and it was stolen off V for Vendetta from the 'voice of London'.)

4-5-1:
------------Reina------------
Finnan-Carragher-Hypia-Riise (the legendary back four will always be there)
Gerrard-Alonso-Sissoko-Kewell
------------Garcia------------
------------Crouch-----------

well, I know Garcia aint such a good choice: another frustrating player who always tries crazy stuff and loses possesion too cheaply.
but look, the man does score those spectacular goals and always somehow revels in the limelight that big matches provide.

(Liverpool to win 1-0)
a cheers [with my milo] to that.

Planet Shakers - Majesty is DE SONG
'All majesty, to the Lord of creation
All majesty, God of all generations
This anthem we'll sing
To the God of all nations
All majesty we sing'

.

wow, once again, I am baffled at the way time can just fly so fast.
a week ago at this time, I was away at easter camp and looking forward to a wonderful week of holiday that was to follow thereafter.
and before that I had just been through such a tough and grueling week at uni (of tests and assignments).
you can imagine the happiness when those tests came to an end as I was immediately ushered into the holidays. (seriously, that was such a high)

holidays contained happiness, joy, lonliness, depression, procrastination, study, fatigue, laziness, prayer, falterings... (the lot)

but today, all of it seems to have come to an end. It is now the weekends, which will be closely followed by school again. The easter break is over [just like that].

how precious is time!! there is no such thing as a pause button in life. time-outs do not literally mean what they say.
the clock ticks... and my youth is being wasted away.
so much of my time has been thrown, and devoted to non-value added stuff. I feel so guilty now.
I really hope I've done something through the week that has somehow pleased God, but it's so hard to tell. I fear that I have wasted this whole week as nothing I've done is worthy enough to be mentioned. nothing I've done may have pleased Him at all.
In fact, I feel I haven't really been worthy enough at all.
I've done nothing.
crap.
I'm useless (the truth hurts)
how come I can have so much ideals and visions, yet somehow do not execute what I think.
what i wanna do I do not do, what I do not wanna do, I end up doing.

I'm wierd. How is it I can have such drastic mood swings. How come I can look normal on the outside yet feel so downcast and hurt on the inside. Why am I always battling internally- and putting out the fires within to troubles that other people do not seem to even know. and sometimes, it's as if I feel that there's no person in the world that would be able to help me. heck, I can't even describe my problems.
how did so much happiness manage to escape from me? Did I not pack enough with me to last through these times?
oh yes, its the idle periods when I fall the most.

anyhow, back to the issue of time- its just amazing how this whole week of holidays seem to just Fly by just like that.

I guess easter camp was something worth mentioning.
I really went there with the intent of seeking God. I guess he gave me the added bonus of fun and I also got to know the people at church better.




oh oh
I saw a video that made me laugh my ass off!
the mighty Steven Gerrard... scratching his b@!!$!!!
it's insane!!!!!!!!!!!!!



he does it in front of kids, and the other players dont seem to care.
I guess he could be doing something else, but heck, it just looks so obscene.

The test looms ahead

what a difference today made for me.
having had to upload my previous thoughts a day late, I had a chance to re-read my post.
I realised how scared and desperate I was that night, when Failure seemed so imminent.
it was as if all my efforts looked to add to nothing. my whole study period = a disasterpiece
stress and tension.
down and out
K.O....
I was beaten

and with that, I went into slumber... defeated.

but no, that was not the case today.
for today, I was aided...

just wanted to say:
Thank you.

keep the blessings coming.

this was supposed to be up yesterday, but my internet connection had failed:

the problem with finance: studying long hours does not equal understanding.

look, an essay may require lots of hours, labor and thought. But at the end of the toil, you generally have a finished product.

well, my friend, finance is nowhere like this.

long hours and time spent slogging in front of the lecture notes and textbook does not guarantee a finished product.

I’ve read and read and read but to no avail.
the bottom line: I’m just not smart enough

the energy and effort devoted into studying finance just gets wasted and transformed into frustration and hopelessness.
useless output,
utter inefficiency

my test is on Thursday. I’m at a lost now.
even passing it seems like such a hurdle.

help people, I’m stumbling.
so washed out at the moment…
God please shine some light into this.

please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless please bless
and intervene

am sick Part III

my body has fallen again- broken down, used and overheated.
the weather has been too hot and dry, all moisture simply sucked out of my system.
despite this, my bro and I were practically out roaming the whole day.
that probably took a toll on me.

and at night, I bumped into a couple of friends who invited us to a karaoke place.
we did go, for awhile, but not before going to st kilda park first.

to st kilda park, where the happening commonwealth games festival was taking place. Human traffic was at its peak. Our main intention though, was to go there to the find the wonderful skate park I told my bro about.
I must add that we did, however, manage to catch fireworks, a glimpse of laser shows and some stage performances though. So these are really wonderful bonuses that I'm really happy to have seen.
but yea, amidst all the festivities, Jerald had his eyes only on the skate park and its skater+biker inhabitants.
this whole period probably also helped in making my dehydration and energy levels go lower.

it was only when we went to the karoake place and the pub (to watch the soccer game) did I realise that I was doomed to be sick.
man, the air in the those places were horrible, and it's funny how I didnt even sing, yet I got a sore throat due to the excessive laughter from hearing the others singing.
the pub air left me dry and choked, oh how I suffered, but at least I got to see Pool slaughter N'verton.

we left only returned home at 4am...
that meant 5 hours of sleep before going to church.

22nd March 2006 Birmingham 0 - 7 Liverpool

game on

a big Thank You, to all of you who've just been such a blessing and encouragement to me during the last week. It's just been so uplifiting.
I am inspired.

when I lost my wallet, she picked it up and returned it to me
when I was depressed and down, you brought encouragements
when I needed groups, brilliant people came along
when I needed company, they showed up

thank you! (I can't say that enough)

you've all given me the inspiration to carry on, everyone of you, in your own special way.
because of you, I feel renewed and replenished. Optimism... you're back.

I'll look ahead and tell myself that I won't just live, but I'll also thrive cos I know I have been so richly blessed.

It really feels great to know that despite troubles and obstacles ahead, the innate positivity is there again to stand up and fight. A happy champion, ready to challenge the onslaught.

23rd March
my family's just landed here today- the brothers are really bored, and have come to quickly dislike the place.
jerome begged me to bring my laptop to my aunt's place so that he could play computer games
*ahahahaha
jerald claims melbourne feels like brokeback mountain (of gays, cowboys and mountains) and its making him sick.
*ahahahahahahahaha

anyhow, looking at the date, I realised that its already been a month since leaving. My goodness, how time flies...

and again,
just from the bottom of my heart... Thank You.

stumbling

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

I'll save the world

as uni progresses, I really feel so lost and disconnected. Its funny how I can walk down a roadway packed with so many other students and still feel so alone. There are so many places where the proxmity of people are so close, and yet I feel no intimacy to anybody at all. I walk with a multitude of people, but I'm all alone.

that feeling really sucks

somehow, I truly find it hard to make friends here. Maybe, its just me, being screwed up, anti-social and shy. Sometimes, I feel I'm just not up to it when it comes to networking and finding friends. How else can I explain going to uni without even recognizing a single person.

really discouraging...

But staying alone has definitely taught me to fend for myself. I definitely feel that I have become so much stronger away from home. I learn resilience. I have been made tougher.

sometimes I feel that people do not give you a chance, that you are accepted or rejected based on facades, abilities and even status. If you dont have these qualities then you can expect to sit out and receive no reception. Some people even take you in as a friend yet treat you with such a condescending nature- They're always better, and somehow you're treated like a lower status person. Also, when you pour out your problems and weaknesses to them, they suddenly smile and offer you few words of encouragement. But really, they smile as they gain happiness basking in your misery.

Others, well, they just don't even give a shit.

but I will not let the issue of lonliness nor condescending folks hinder me- Even if there's no one here who cares for me, I WILL still bother to care for people.
I truly hope to be able to show them compassion and be a light.
'I'll touch the world, like you've touch my life'
It's hard work, definitely even more so for someone in my position, but I know I am empowered to be a blessing to people, no matter how flawed I can be.
Anyone can. You just need to decide.

the big picture II

now starts week 3 of university. wow, time really flies. It's scary how I'm treating my subjects so lightly this semester. I just had a collected 'points count' for my course- 2 more subjects and I basically have an information systems bachelor in my bag! That's really amazing news, considering how I prioritise the commerce part alot higher. Now doesnt that make put a smile back to my face!

but yea, I kindda feel quite guilty cos I've always treated my subjects in the previous years with alot of care and attention. The course planner I met the other day went like 'Wow, you must really like your degree alot- your results so far are pretty good.' I laughed, and told her wait till she looks at my third year stuff...

in a way, I sort of feel a sense of distraction these past few weeks, as I devote time/energy to other activities. The job hunting bit has definitely taken alot of effort.
also, my thoughts and feelings can simply just lead me off somewhere else. You know, with the start of university life again comes the return of issues such as coping with social circles, acceptance, happiness, girls, pickup lines, introductions... it really leaves me frustrated as these things certainly DO distract me a fair bit.
worrying to an extent.

I really feel that at times, I'm just not as close to him as I used to be. Slowly, I feel the fire and passion just seeping out. There are so many diversions. These entrancing and random just take centerstage within me for no reason. I struggle to sometimes feel 'right' and get into the 'right' mood of prayer. Shucks, sometimes it's really hard to get into that whole 'rightness' setting when there's all sorts of other desires in your mind. It's just confusion and a big mess internally. I think I am weak and disorganised, mentally.

I mean, I really know that God takes care of my every need- mentally, emotionally, physically, spiritually and socially. I do and truly believe that in him and his abundance, I find fulfillment. But its just these occasions [now], a faltering moment, that I can't help but worry about how I will be satisfied in the various aspects. It's like a half of me yielding, yet another half just in doubt about how he'll actually go about supplying to my needs- and its bad! In the end, I worry, stop worrying, then start worrying about another issue, and stop worring again... it really can take a toll on you.

it really just shows how weak I can be sometimes- that even after submission to Him, thoughts of doubt and disbelief still manages to creep back into me.

tributes

today, my good friend Chris reminded me of how it is to be a blessing to someone else. Chrissy, a wonderful person, though sometimes bearing too much arrogance for me to take, has today made me go... Wow.

he called his brother to ask for the car, stopped halfway to allow me time for grocery shopping, drove me home and also helped carry my load right to my doorstep.
all this done at the night he needed as much sleep as he could- when he had to wake up for his med classes at 5am.

maybe I haven't thanked him enough for what he did, but his gesture, although simple, has really been such a blessing to me.

chris, thanks for that sacrifice of time and energy, and cheers to you, for the countless times you've always come and helped me.

---

oh yah, and Michelle, you are noble man!! I can't believe you're gonna take part in the 14+km run!
And as you said in ya blog, you don't even like running!!! but cheers to you man! Respect.
we definitely have to start training for that run.

it's scary, I might just faint halfway and maybe someone might have to call an ambulance. after all, with the invention of bicycles and automobiles, it has been awhile since average men like me have trod such long distances, on foot!

crikey,
it is 1am eastern standard time. all the thoughts of running have left me exhausted...