Thursday, 4th dec :

went out with aishah! hehs. went out to send her mum and bros phone to service at wisma. (come-on. accept the fact that sony-ericsson are lousy). so, i cant stop fidgiting with my nokia phone and hopped on to the wifi network and surf the net. ppl arnd me look couriously because i was using a nokia phone inside a dominant sony-ericsson shop but i sit there as though i was in my own world, surfing youtube and online on my msn mobile. HAHA. in your face sony-ericsson users! zooooozersss!(loosers). -.- . then walked to taka to search for pouch for my japan trip but i just can't find a cheap one... things there are ex! a cambodia pouch from world of sports cost 59.90.. so, forget it. head to al-falah mosque to perfom my prayers, then ate at far east. (budjet ah, no money beb.. recession). after that, took the train to singapore expo. . . to collect the standard chartered marathon race pack for me and my bro.hmmm... well, no. im not running the 42.195km (to be exact)... just the 10km. it was such a fucking long queue. on top of that. i had to queue twice! cuz im collecting on behalf of my brother's friend, who is running the full marathon. so, i had to queue again in another queue (O_o). nvm. but i had to sacrifice my maghrib prayers. so, thats the day........

Friday, 5th dec :

my bro didnt work today. he took a 1 week MC till he flys off to mumbai, India for offshore duty on the 12th of dec.. so, we went for friday prayers at ba'alwie mosque. damn i was so sleepy during the sermon.. after prayers, head to queensway to get my running shoes.. was aiming to get a good pair of running shoes like asics or like my bro's mizuno. but, they were hell outta my price range. those brands were like well of 200 bucks or so. so, i narrowed down to new balance or adidas. all i could afford was 100 dollars or less. so, i settled down on adidas latest 'technology' shoes call the adiPrene which cost me 79 dollars. i was happy with the purchase during my purchase (?) . but i took back my words when i took it out for a test-run on the day itself. i ran about 7km for my final practice on the new shoes to set my foot condition for the shoes.. it wasnt as comfortable as my bros mizuno shoe which cost 200 bucks. comparing my brother's shoe and mine is like comparing a real Ferarri Enzo and a Tamiya car. okay laa, give chance... probably a kia picanto.. come on adidas.. u SUCK in making running shoes.

at night, badminton session with my cousins and uncles at old jtc building... woooooooooot. my bro bot a new fucking light racket which weighs a merely 80 grams... kanina.. feather-weight siaaaaaaa. okay skip that. and me? I've fucking improved a lot! (alhamdulillah) haha. i could take abg iskandar's super smashes already. day, end.

Saturday, 6th dec :

work lah. then what? work at admiralty. i saw a malay celebritry working as a DJ . i forgot his name. he acts in the malay drama 2 x 5 dol (2nd series). his name is hamza or smth. the guy who sells keropok and fake unbreak-able pinggan during the drama.. haha. hes a fucking comedian . cant stop laughing each time he talks and do stupid moves. but sometimes really lame. -_-. i like his personality - not action. low profile. tak sombong tho hes a celebrity.... yeah, i talk with him and took photo(s) on my lousy e71 (only critisizing the camera). after work, went home w syahida and yana (if im not wrong) . and that was my 6th november.

Sunday, 7th dec :

the big day after been training for it since november. the standard chartered 10km marathon! i was eager yet scared for the race that i feel like shiiting in my pants while walking down raffels place. -_-. nvm. woke up at 6am, bathe, prayed and head to raffels place. parked the car at some alley.and walked to esplanade.. hmm. shall i brief more....? no?. we came on time. 7.30. the flag off time is 7.30am. but we had to wait for the top full marathon runners to run pass us first before we could start. Me and bro tried to squeeze all the way to the start line but we could'nt... it was so packed that i could hardly breathe. then the official starter shouted in the mic, "those who are not from singapore, wave your hands up in the air and shout 'yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!' ." all those whites and some kenyans beside my shoulders shouted.. then he shouted again, "those who are from singapore, warm up your lungs and shout 'yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'..." woooooo. we were 10000 times louder than those foreigners... i felt so proud to be a singaporean at that monent of time.after that, the kenyan full maraton runners ran pass all the 10km runners on the other stretch of the road.. we all shouted for them... 3 mins later, the air horn sounded for the start of the 10km run..... and off we go... for the first few mins. i paced with my brother and we fought through the heavy 'traffic' (in formula 1 terms). idk for how many meters or km i paced with my brother.... it was only until the second water pit that my performace totally decreased .. i couldnt keep up with my brother... in my head i kept saying to myself 'come-on keem, run my own race' .... i keep on zig zagging and bangging people shoulders throughout the starting stages because theres this rule where, if u wanna walk, keep to the left and if u wanna over take, keep to the right. so, i had urges to walk but everytime when i wanted to do that, favorite songs kept playing on my ipod... haha... i ran all the way without stopping despite a few times recalling back that i told myself in the head 'i cant do this i cant do this...' my heart was pounding so fast like a machine running at 100000 RPM, my chest hurts so bad as tho i suffered a heart attack from smoking... but i ignored all my negative thoughts... soon came the 5km board mark... i was like.... wtf? i ran 5 fucking kilometers? and the time at the board was like 23 mintues (if i remembered correctly)... after the board, there was this steep decent which i soo totally love it.. i sprint with all my might whilist gaining kinetic energy while keeping to the upmost right hand side of the road.. it seemed as though i flyed pass those people whom i overtook. i overtook them with pride... this suddenly motivates me.. somehow felt like formula 1 - like. haha. but! after the descent, i felt so tired like never before.... i could hardly breath.. i was like gonna die. i jogged so slowly as tho as i was walking... haha. then i tot of how far my brother could be.. i tot to myself 'maybe hes already at the 8th km mark' . well, he got alot of stamina man! i tot to myself again, 'ah.. that could never be... hes well out of his peak. im only 17 years young.. i should be one of the rising stars (chey).... i must beat my older bro no matter what...' that motivates me again. then.... i ran pass the 7th km mark, it was at the suntec round about when i saw this familliar red mizuno shirt and pants... (pleaseee.. hes a mizuno freak... and im on full adidas btw).. at the round about he was hogging breathlessly.. i dont care i dont mind i over took him like a formula 1 breathing down his neck. i suddenly felt the aderanaline rush thru my body so fast... and that motivates me again.. on top of that, my ipod was playing the song, I'm yours by Jason Mraz .. it was like a perfect timing... oh another thing which motivates me too was those volenteers who were hot..... (girls of course) and even i ran pass this one volounteer with the official photographer saying from afar, 'take his pic! take his pic!' hahahaha. i was like, who ? me? haha. kembang ah beb.* lol. then, i took up a pace with one fellow american at formula 1 pit building near the singapore flyer all the way till the finish line from the 8th km mark i think... and finally, i finished the race in 57 minutes. all i could say is, alhamdulillah.

Monday, 8th Dec :

hmm, today is the mark of thanksgiving day for muslims around the world. idk whatelse to say besides 'SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILADHA' to all my muslim readers. :D nothing much happened today. went to mosque for prayers and went to uncle house on both my dad and my mum side. err. i guess thats it? :D

PICTURES : (in random order) - oh yeah. i've check the flight schedule on my e71... and my flight from singapore bound for Tokyo, Narita airport is confirmed . taking off at 6am on 18th dec! wohooo!
























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