Bowling Day 2 and Anticipating The Tomorrow

My bowling is definitely improving considering that I have not been playing for God know how many years. Day 1 Bowling (that would be last Tuesday), I was bowling a pathetic 110 average over 4 games. Gosh. I had absolutely nooooo form that day.

Day 2 Bowling (that would be today) was muuuuuuch better *phew* I was bowling an average of 140. Hopefully next week I will be playing better and at the very least play regular average like I used to...

Can't wait for tomorrow.. we are going to go for a run at 5.45am :) Good to hear for most of the bootcampers who are going into many stages of withdrawal symptoms. At least I know, by the time assessment comes around (that would be on the 4th of January), I won't be a complete mess. Crossing my fingers that I do much better than the last assessment. :D

Well, I'm going to go and bother Danny to get off the PSP now. I would really like to plan out for tomorrow as in transportation etc.. I'm also going to be bringing my camera tomorrow so I will definitely catch some photos of all of the gang in action, working out :P

It's not going to be the same as having Sarge breathe down our necks though. Sigh.

Signing out,

She Who Will Beat Her Own Record On Assessment Day (I hope)

Day 3 of Operation Clean

OMG! I finally managed to sort through my clothes. Now I need to sort through all the ties, scarves and bags. :/ Once I'm done with the accessories, then it's the bookcases (TWO of them). Sometimes I think my reading hobby gets a little out of hand. I have waaaayyyy too many books. My little boy helped me out when I was cleaning out my room. First he sorted the good hangers from the bad. Then he sorted all my shirts and made sure it was all buttoned-up and ready to be hanged. Then he started sorting through all his DVDs and VCDs. I gave him a nice big hug for helping me out.

Hopefully I'll be done cleaning my room in the next couple of days, 'cos I REALLY need to get back to work. I have no choice but to spring clean my room now 'cos my Mom really wants to start doing my room up in time for the Wedding Day. I'm pretty sure a month is enough, right? I certainly hope so.

This morning I totally overslept my alarm because I was up till late cleaning up my clothes cupboards. Didn't get to go run as planned but I made up by running later in the day. *phew*

Making a memo to self, DON'T sleep late on Tuesday night, 'cos we're gonna go run in Kiara Park at 5.45am.

Tonight, I also need to keep track of the time, and not to sleep too late. I have bowling in the morning (thanks to my sister who has to back out of the league at the last minute 'cos she started her new job - no sarcasm here... I actually do enjoy bowling so I didn't really mind).

Okay, okay. Time for me to get back to cleaning my room. Till next post,

Ciao.

Peggy's Farewell Dinner and the Day After.

So last night, we went for dinner with a bunch of people from OBC because Peggy was leaving for Singapore *sniff*. We ate in Nero Vivo and the food is pretty good. The funny thing was we got turned around trying to get there and ended being late (oh so embarassing =.="). We weren't lost, I knew exactly where we were, just that all that one-way roads were really annoying me. Finally though, we managed to get there (in one piece.. heh) and we stayed for about an hour plus. It was relaxed and pretty much laid-back. A friend of Tricia and Tomi was there (Hi Nassim!! Is that how I spell your name??) and we were all trying to talk him into OBC (oh... we're so shameless.. >.<).

After Nero Vivo, we took a walk down to Gypsy. We had a table waiting (thanks to Shobs) and more bootcampers joined in. Pity though, my camera had no battery so no pics of the fun :(

Music was pretty good and everyone had a thumping good time. One of the funny moment was when a lady tried to *ahem* pick up (I'm toning it down a bit here) one of our friends. Poor guy. No matter where he ran to, the lady stalker was there. Some people just can't take no I guess. But it was funny in a way, 'cos our dear friend was obviously flailing trying to get away from his not-so-secret admirer.

Everyone had so much energy (dancing non-stop, I tell you). I had to take breaks though.. I'm not as superfit as most of the seniors (hahahaha). On top of dancing, there were many photo-op sessions by none other than our resident photographers, Rose and Nyna. Not to mention Shamil and his camera was clicking away, storing away all these precious memories.

We stayed till we couldn't stay no more and said our goodbyes especially to Peggy. We are going to miss you soooo much!!!

Just goes to show how sometimes "pain" and "suffering" can bring people close together. Me and Danny had just met the bootcampers of KL Alpha (and some PJ platoon ppl) end of last month, but it feels like we've known them for far longer. Everyone has their quirks and personalities and that just makes this particular group that much more special.

I'm definitely in for the next rounds of OBC and hopefully I'll improve my time during assessment. It will be held on the 4th of January, 2010. Crossing my fingers and wish me luck :)

After we came back home, I crawled into bed (pushing whatever clothes I was sorting through earlier while cleaning out my closet, off the bed). I woke up around 7am (thanks Dad) and by 8am, began cleaning my room again. Man, the amount of clothes I have. And I wonder why I always wear the same things over and over again. Sigh. I had breakfast around 9am and continued till lunch. After lunch, I cleaned and cleaned (there was stubborn ink spot in my drawers that took forever to clean) till about 4pm. Then continued from 5 till almost 6pm. By then, I was pretty much going stir crazy because I was spending too much time in my room. I'm normally out at work or doing something else.

I went out at 6pm to see some people and now I find myself itching to blog. I can't believe that OBC is taking a break for a week!!! What am I going to do?? Me and Danny definitely do not want to slack off, so we decided to go tomorrow morning to Kiara Park and run. So that is what we're going to do on Wednesday and Friday as well. All this in preparation to go back into OBC in January still keeping to our form (whatever little form we have, that is).

One month down the road, and I have lost 3 inches from around my waist. That's probably more inch loss than what I got from whatever I have tried to do for the past 6 years. I'm also feeling more confident, more energetic (of course that's in the last week of OBC after my gum-ache problems went away) and hopefully this will reflect in the other aspects of my life.

Can't wait for next year (I can't believe I'm saying this about exercise!!). Till next post,

Adieu.

Cleaning my room and going to Peggy's Farewell Dinner.

This morning I woke up grumpy. Of course I know it's 'cos of THAT time of the month. But I still had to go through it. Yes I did. I started it. I'm cleaning my room. GASP!

I cleared out both my cupboards. Yes both. And of course I'm in the midst of sorting through my clothes, discarding whatever I never wear, cannot wear (oh dearie me) and stuff I don't remember getting. Still a looooong way to go. Halfway through my sorting, I had to leave to work. Record time for me to leave for work. 4.30pm. I feel so guilty but yeah, eventually it's gotta happen. Cleaning room, I mean. Not leaving to work late. *pause* Yeah okay. Both.

I got Danny and Yash and now we're hanging out for a bit so I can check my mail and blog a bit.

I gotta run though, or I might be late for Peggy's farewell dinner. I'm gonna take some photos then I'll post some here and the rest on my Facebook.

Till then,

Adieu.

Last Session for OBC of the YEAR!!!

This morning reached Padang Merbok at around 5.35am. Didn't know what to expect 'cos Sarge Sim said it was a surprise. Didn't like the sound of that. What if it's more grunts... NOOOO!!!!

We were separated into our respective ranks and a team leader was elected.

Since Ravin was conveniently at the head of the file, he became our leader. We huddled up for a briefing. We're doing what? Ooooh... treasure hunt? I love treasure hunts ;P

So what's the catch? As I glanced over at the map, my heart flutters. Oh dear. Constant running and no more than 3 meters away from the person in front of you. Dum dum dummmmm (ominous music).

All in all, the Rangers (that's our group rank) had 4 checkpoints where we pick up 4 things. The map was a satellite image and it was clearly marked with checkpoint numbers. What did we have to pick up? Four Rifles, One Mock White Rifle (super heavy), a Stretcher with 4 Sandbags and a Jerrycan. Okay. We could do that. This is going to be fun.

We started out pretty well, 'cos our first checkpoint was in the parking lot itself. We came across the four rifles. Rifles is a codename for one of the "toys" we get to play with during OBC sessions. Its actually a PVC pipe the size of my arm and the length of maybe 3 feet or so filled with something (I suspect sand).

So far so good.

Then we jogged out towards the field, went past the field, onto the main road (of course on the sidewalk pavement for obvious safety reasons), jogged up a hill and found the mock white rifle. This rifle (another of those "toys" we play with) is a lot bigger than the 4 rifles we had. I think this one is filled with water. Not sure. But it's heavy, bulky and difficult to adjust for easy carrying.

Still so far so good.

We jogged back where we came from and cut straight across the Padang Merbok parking lot (where we usually start the day off with warm-ups). We jogged up the road (of course stopping for awhile for squat pulses, for breaching the 3 meter rule) till we reached the traffic light cross-section. Wait a minute. I think we overshot the road.

Now here is where things start to go wrong.

Ravin, our glorious leader (heh don't angry.. joke only :D), rechecked the map. We doubled back. We actually got lost and it's soooo funny when it happened 'cos we're trying to get our bearings but we're not allowed to stop to check the map. We have to do it running. So here we are jogging it out running around trying to figure out where to go. I don't know how many times we had to stop for squat pulses. Oh. And don't forget bounce-backs too. Sigh.

We finally found the road (of course after the maps switched hands for a bit), and it was an uphill battle from where I was jogging. My thighs were killing me!!! We came across a bicycle at the side of the road and someone asked jokingly if we could borrow it. I wish.

Finally we found what we were looking for. A stretcher with four sandbags on it. Four of our rank members grabbed it but we couldn't just jog back. Noooooo... that would be too easy. We had to jog the remainder of the way up and touch a white gate at the end of the road. It's still uphill. Sigh.

We jogged back down and passed the Seals and Deltas (two other group ranks who are definitely much fitter than us). As we passed each other, some broke out into a Christmas song. Talk about the spirit of bootcamp :) Oh. And before I forget to mention, note that almost everybody in KL Alpha (that's our overall group category) is wearing a red santa hat for training this morning.

Of course, at the bottom of the hill, we had to stop again for squat pulses (I really can't remember why but I do remember that I had the map in my hand and that Deltas and Seals passed us). I took the time during squat pulses to consult the map. Ah okay. I know where we are. Now onto the next check point.

We turned right and jogged back in the general direction of Padang Merbok. Looking the map, I had an idea of where to go. Going past the parking lot we jogged towards the other entrance road. Before long, we found the jerry can, which is so conveniently heavily filled with water. Things get passed around a bit so everyone carried something at least once. I remember the white rifle. It's so difficult to find a reasonably, comfortable way of carrying it. After awhile, Ravin took over from me. We jogged around the area a couple more rounds before we were finally allowed to go back to our station on the field.

We reached the field (all in one piece) and deposited our items and returned the map. Phew.

During the warm-down session (ohhh... that felt good), some jokes were bouncing around. Before the final hoo-yah was given, it was time for the giving of the Spirit of Bootcamp Award which goes to Armin Baniaz Pahamin (the mastermind behind ACE 100% Attendance, Commitment, Effort).

From L-R: Chun, Armin, Nyna

I feel he really earned the award. I know he motivated me during this month at bootcamp and also he's one of the main reasons that got me to start blogging again. So here I'd like to take the opportunity to say Thank You. Of course, this thanks goes out to all bootcampers I've met, you guys really motivated me and the encouragement really helped throughout this month.

After the session was officially over with the customery big HOO-YAH! to mark the end of the session. Farhanah brought out the cupcakes (which was soooo yummmyyy.... guilty guilty guilty).

After a few photo ops later, some of us went for breakfast in Hartamas at Bestari.

Me and Danny ordered Nasi Lemak guilty guilty guilty and Danny went around taking some photos :)

We'll meet up again tomorrow night for Peggy's farewell.

Peggy, we'll miss you!

All in all, this has been an amazing month. I had never thought I would have the willpower to go through with this but I did (ugh... so hard to pat myself on the back :P) and not only that I've enrolled for another month. OBC has really impacted my life. I feel healthier, fitter (although I think I've still got a long way to go to even match Shobs ;D) and best of all, I feel more rejuvenated.

Today was really a lot of fun, and I'm definitely looking forward to the next session on the 4th of January, 2010. Till then,

HOO-YAH!!

p.s. More photos on my Facebook. Too many to put here :D

My stitches are out, I am bowling again, I was at the second-last OBC Session and my gums are recovering :)

I had my stitches taken out on Monday. And surprisingly, it was okay. Of course, my gums are still achy and sore but according to my dentist, that should subside with time. Cross my fingers.

Yesterday, I rested as much as possible to give time to my body and gums to heal more. But this migraine is sooo persistent. Of course, before I could actually rest, I had to wake up early and follow my Mom to Sunway Pyramid. Why? Because I am officially taking over from my sister in the Ladies Tuesday League. Sigh. I haven't bowled in a super long time, and I KNOW I definitely don't have any form. But yeah. I had to go bowl. Don't get me wrong. I love bowling. Just.... this gum-sore is definitely not making it enjoyable. I reached Pyramid, and I looked at the line-up list. What? I'm playing against the No.1? Not a good start. All in all, I played okay, but not good enough 'cos I still lost (well duuuhh!). Ooooh, my elbow is sore. Never mind, I will go rest after bowling. And I did.

This morning, I really was worried for a bit. Thought I had overslept. But no thank GOD! Got to Padang Merbok at around 5.35am. Hung out for a bit and there was some idle chat until something caught my attention. PJ session had what??? 40 grunts? OMG! I hope that doesn't happen to us.

We started the warm-up as per usual, with jogging, knee lunges and arm exercises. I was, at first, startled to find there weren't going to be any squat pulses. Okay. We walked towards the field. And yeah. We all found out the reason why. Sarge Sim says "You shall do 60 grunts." Belatedly, my mind registered the fact. What?!?!?!? 60?? Did he say 60? or 16?? Nope. 60 GRUNTS. Apparently 'cos of latecomers. Nyahahaha?!? Before I could fully understand what was happening, my body dropped down to grunt position. In my head, playing over and over, 60 grunts O.o I am definitely not dreaming as I feel the dirt and grass under my hands.

After it was painfully over, I dimly remember hearing Sarge Sim saying we have to do alternate exercises. We did jack knives, all sorts of push-ups, bicycle kick (dunno what's it called) and god knows how many other exercises. By this time, my thighs were burning and my left knee was protesting. Even my elbows were complaining. But NO! I'm not gonna give up. Yeahhhhhh it was over.

Nope it's not. We fell into our respective ranks in one file. We (as in rangers) started running in a lap around the field, while in the meantime Seals and Deltas have to continuously work on whatever exercise that was required at the time. Oh dear. This means, if we take a longer time to finish, they have to do it for longer. I was starting to slow down. No. Don't stop..ugh.. need to run. I think perhaps another 20-30meters more to go and I was slowly going down, but some of my rank mates bounced back and Henrik (THANK YOU!) grabbed my hand and ran with me. Talk about super motivation.

After Seals did their runs, the rest had to do exercises (I vaguely remember what type but just in case I'm wrong, I'm not going to mention it). Then the Deltas did their runs. This made me realise that I reaalllly need to buy new track pants. So embarassing. My pants were coming down 'cos I was starting to lose inches from the month-full of OBC. Ravin was next to me, and he laughed. So yeah. Next item to purchase: New Track Pants! Seriously though, my legs were beginning to turn to jelly. And I was seriously needing some motivation. How? Motivate others. So here I am doing my thing with jelly legs, fighting sliding track pants, and shouting, "Go DELTAS!! You can do it!" Did it work? Yeah, I could do it with a better mindset :)

Finally it was over.

Nope it wasn't. Off to the next station. We were arranged according to ranks. And within our ranks, we were paired up. I was partnered with Alex, "Hi Alex, I'm Ana." (in my head...heeeyyyy wasn't he with the ones that motivated the 60 grunts hahahahahah) but yeah, he was a great partner. We were stationed at a cone, and each cone represented a type of exercise. Me and Alex started with star jumps. The other types were: jack knives, push-ups, still jumps (?), running with a sandbag (which is the timer for the rest of us. When the 2 bootcampers come running back to the cone, it's time to switch cones), and deep squats.

Before we knew it, it was over. OBC is kinda like that. When you think it is over, it's not but when you least expect it, it's over. We did the warm-down exercise, oh that feels good.

I feel so accomplished because compared to my previous sessions, today I did not step out even once. I just continued. That HOO-YAH at the end of the session was like sweet music to my ears because I feel like I achieved something.

Some of us went for breakfast and that's when I realised that my gum-ache (that has been persistently dogging me and giving me a super migraine) feels a lot better. Great to feel almost human again. Now time to get my life back in order.

Till next post,

Adieu.

The Day The Stitches Come Out

Woke up this morning (late by the way by 10 minutes) at 4.40am. Got ready for OBC and was hoping my gums won't throb. We reached Padang Merbok at around 5.30am (me, Danny and Puteri). Puteri couldn't join in the fray 'cos she fell down the stairs (AGAIN!!) and her right foot was swelling up. I didn't know what to expect this week, especially after I heard that the last week will be the most toughest week. Serious yikes!!


We started with our usual warm-up (I'm taking it easy a bit on my left knee) but it was a good feeling that I did not stop at all doing it. I looked at the sandbags with a sinking feeling but as a ranger I didn't have to take one. Okay. I get to concentrate on my breathing techniques. We started a jog in one file and moved off-site onto the pavement next to the main road.


Today we did bounce-backs where we run in loops depending on which landmark Sarge Sim decides on. The first time I stopped (which was down the roads a bit near the round-a-bout, I think.. I can't recall), I stopped because my gums were throbbing. OUCH!!!! I waited till the initial shock of pain subsided and continued on, not wanting to let the team down. For every person stopping, we were going to have to do bounce-backs. Second time I stopped, again 'cos I bit down. What the hell! This wasn't going to work. I figured if I kept my jaws apart, less chances of biting down. So doing breathing rhythm really works and helps me keep from biting down. I pushed on (and Danny stayed with me a bit to motivate me.. thank you Honey!!).


The cool thing is everyone is motivating everyone no matter how slow anyone was. I can hear the group calling out my name and telling me I could do it. And yeah. I did. I jogged when I can and when I got winded, I brisk-walked for a couple of minutes then jogged again. The key to it was not stopping at all. Even if your legs are killing you. At the end of it, even the briefest of breaks feels gratifying. Like you have noooo idea how good water tastes like after a workout like that.


After the bounce-back runs, we alternated between deep squats and push-ups. Deep squats are okay for me, it's the push-ups that I still have some trouble with. But I do realise 3 weeks down the line, my push-up form is definitely getting better. Hopefully, when I join for a 2nd month, it will be even better.

The last week of December is an off-week from OBC but me and Danny have already decided not to sit on our tush that week and still continue with some form of exercise so that our endurance can continue to build up.

I started this writing this post at home, but had to leave in a hurry before finishing it. Now I am continuing this post sitting in a coffee shop while waiting to go to a meeting. Station 1 has a nice environment and the menu is decently priced. I've ordered honey milk with ice and Danny is having ice blended white coffee. My drink is actually pretty good. The chair is quite comfy and there is a convenient wall point for my laptop. The music is pretty loud though but it's okay 'cos they mostly play easy music.

I'm dreading my appointment with the dentist to remove my stitches. Yes. Today is THE DAY! I do not know what to expect, although some friends and family have told me that there shouldn't be any extra pain in the removal. But still. Who knows? Each individual may be different, you know? Sigh.

Today is The Day The Stitches Come Out. Will update on the results when I can. Till then.

Adieu.

Day 3 After Tooth Extraction

Woke up this morning. Grumpy. Gum throbs. Ugh. Took a bath. Didn't want to look in the mirror. Went out. On the way to work. Called Liyana 'cos she was supposed to come. Oh yeah. Parked in Uptown 7. Went to see her. Ooooh. Free coffee at Starbucks from 11am-1pm. Now I'm sitting here in Starbucks with my coffee :) Feel much better. Till later.

Ciao.

Zombieeeeee....

Egad. I feel like a damn zombie. :/ This is the second day after my tooth extraction and the meds are seriously making me feel blur. I can't even focus on a to-do list. Writing this is taking loads of willpower and effort (hence why yesterday no post appeared).

I turned up at OBC but couldn't participate (firstly, I'm in no shape to do it and secondly, I promised my mom I wouldn't push my luck..) wish I did though. Sigh. My sis, Tuti was sick as well (now imagine this me with this gum ache which I'm guessing is because of the stitches and on top of that being sick, I'm so miserable).

Danny heroically joined in the fray but unfortunately could not continue as massive amounts of chemicals churning in his lower belly bubbled over and caused him to discontinue or else suffer a more humiliating retreat. Sigh. Could be the kurma chicken he ate the night before. Wait. Did he touch the peanut sauce? I'd better check. Danny suffers indigestion everytime he takes peanut sauce. :/

Before I nod off and start typing gibberish (you have noooo idea the number of times I pressed the backspace while writing this) I shall stop and continue on a day I am much more coherent.

Ciao.

Ouch after ouch.

After OBC today (God! Kenny in a kilt was a riot and yeah I pulled a muscled. First ouch.), I had a wedding dress fitting. *pause* (Second ouch coming. This time to my heart.) The tailor messed up. AGAIN! Luckily the other lady managed to fix it.... so yeah wedding dress DONE!!!

After that, I was scheduled for a tooth extraction at 3pm. (Third ouch) I came into the clinic and was immediately called in. Yikes! I still have a fear of dentists. I sat in the patient's chair and actually trembled. Sigh. I'm such a wuss. He told me to relax (like THAT will really help). And told me that he was gonna give me injections. I nodded. Then said "What? Injections?!?! You mean more than one. Sigh. I'm such a wuss.

In total I had 5 injections. It took a bit longer for it to kick in. Apparently it runs in the family. My dad was the same. Something about blood circulation or something like that. After a while though, my face became so numb and I couldn't really control my face muscles. When I had to rinse, I had to be careful because water kept spurting out embarassingly when I was rinsing. Then the dentist pulled out not one.. not two but three of my teeth. Sigh. He had some difficulty pulling out the second one and he actually grunted. Yeah. He grunted. It as a weird feeling. I could feel the pressure but not the pain (Thank GOD!) and it made a weird "eeee-yeeeeck" sound coming out like a creaking door swinging. After he was done with extracting all three, he stitched up my gums and put gauze into my mouth.

"Bite down for 15minutes ok? And come back next week to take out the stitches." Wait. What? Come back again?!?! Oh damn.

I was told that I will probably feel sore for a maximum of a week. and it will take about 6 weeks for it to completely heal. Woah.

With painkillers in hand, I left the building, with weird anticipation of the soreness to come. I shake my head, and made memo to self. Buy anti-bacterial mouthwash. Dentist said it would help.

Almost 3 hours later, here I am sitting blogging about it. The numbness hasn't gone away yet so it feels like half my face is swollen-ish even when it's not. Hopefully I won't feel the soreness much. Crossing my fingers. I've changed the gauze twice since pulling out my teeth and the bleeding seems to have slowed. But unfortunately no rinsing till tonight. Or at least till it stops bleeding. Sigh.

Will blog about how it feels tomorrow. Till next post,

Adieu.

Bootcamp Log 01 - Monday 14th Dec 09

Just got back from bootcamp, and my feet hurts. One begins to wonder if perhaps I should get my feet checked or something. Someone once told me that not all shoes could be suitable for our feet. Each person has a different way of standing etc etc and plays an important role in determining shoe type. Is that true? I have to go find out.

I also pulled a muscle (so weak!!!) during the rope run. Nyeh... feels like fire. It was just at one point on my leg area and really feels like someone took a pin and poked it. But after some stretching at the directions from Corp. Faisal, I feel a bit better. Thank goodness! Right now, ice is probably gonna be my best friend.

I still feel messed up in the head from the medications. I will be so super happy once I get the tooth out today, so then I don't have to have that stuffed head feeling from all the painkillers I have been taking. Blerk!

All in all it was fun today although I wished I didn't pull that darn leg. I surprised myself with the sandbag thing. I didn't stop and just kept on going. I'm still a bit slow when it came to sprinting (more like jogging wei!) but I'm sure the speed will come with time. One step at a time. Of course, we all learn from our mistakes and now I know what to watch out for during the rope run. I could probably do better next time.

Even with only 3 hours of sleep, I could still go bootcamp and I feel that in itself is a personal achievement. Last time, I'd probably just roll back to sleep. But now, I can actually get up at 4.30am just so I can be there on time. Haven't been late yet and not about to start :D

I've sweated out so I'm gonna go take a shower. It's gonna feel so good. Blog ya later.

Blur times ten.

This medications is really messing with my mind. I can hardly think straight much less make a proper decision on anything. I laugh at random things. I zone out. I can't focus on serious things beyond 5 minutes. Things slip my mind. Thus far this past few days, the only thing I have done that is memorable enough for me to remember are mindless fun. Sigh. Can't wait to get off the meds. Seriously. I want ME back. I am so blur... I wanna slap myself silly.

Damn that tooth! Damn that room! Damn that... oh just damn.

With the miraculous thing they call medicine, I am managing my everyday life. Though it does take some time for it to actually kick in... which means I moan, groan and am grumpy till that magical moment where I move my head and hey! It doesn't feel like somebody punched me.

Again I had to sit out on OBC (although today I managed to actually do something before sitting out) and I looked out wistfully with a hand to my cheek (holding back tears of pain) wishing I could abuse, torture and subject my body to that thing people call fitness. *pause* Sigh. I must be out of my mind.

Good news is the swelling near my gum area is slowly going down (sloooooowwwwwly) and I think the pain is slowly lessening (or it could be the medication or a hallucination). Which means I won't be an absolute zombie tomorrow in time to shoot thecerqleproject in Tanamera, Sg Buloh. And of course, on Sunday, when my relatives are all coming over. Oh and yeah on Monday just in time for OBC :)

So many things to keep track off (thank GOD I got my organiser back from Prav's house). Monday in itself is gonna be pretty tight, with OBC in the morning, then wedding dress fitting (that darn tailor better not be sleeping on the job!!) then to the dentist to get this damn tooth fixed. And of course back to the office to get that workload of my table. Literally. I can't see my desk. *pause* Heck. I can't remember how my desk looked like.... oh wait. Is that my stapler I lost the other day? *pause* Nope. It's the puncher I lost last month. No wait. Sorry false alarm. It's just my handphone. I haven't seen THAT since early this year. *roll eyes at the mess* Oh hey... my carpet is pink.. forgot about that. Yes. The mess on my table has grown like a mutant and descended upon my pink-carpeted floors. It's definitely time to move my workload. Hark! I hear Danny's voice at the back of my mind saying I TOLD YOU SO!!

Yes. I. Am. Going. To. Clear. The. Damn. Room.

This is what happens when you have your own thing to run and one leg kicks all.

It's not my fault. How was I suppose to know that DVDs and paper folders can increase its size exponentially over time?

Ooh... my tooth twinged. Look at the time, it's time to eat so I can take medicine. (diverting this inane conversation away from that topic)

Wish me luck with the tooth extraction.

Till next post,

Ciao.

Pain and :(

Today stinks. My tooth hurts so much I can't concentrate on anything else. I showed for bootcamp this morning but unfortunately could not join in the fray. Funny how I dreaded going to bootcamp before but today I was so disappointed I couldn't join in. I was so jealous when my fiancee and sister told me about how they went off-field and took part in a challenge. Argh! Having a toothache sucks.

Just goes to show how much this changed me. I find myself wanting to do push-ups and sit-ups at the weirdest of moments. I feel like it's not right if my abs are not aching from working out. What is happening to me? It feels great to be a part of a group so positive. And hell, it's so damn addictive. I just sat in the car this morning feeling miserable I couldn't join in.

When I got home, and told my mom, she gave me something for the pain, and miraculously I don't feel like my teeth is gonna drop out everytime I move. Now why did I not ask my mom earlier!! Just goes to show that moms knows best every single time.

I'm hoping to go to the dentist this week to fix my tooth. Oh dear. I absolutely hate going to the dentist. No offense to dentists the world around but the sound of their machines drives me nuts. But alas, I do have to go anyway. Either that, or live with this pain. Nooooo waaaayy!

Regardless of pain or whatever, life goes on, and I still have meetings to go to and such. Sigh. I'm also going to the dress fitting for my lead girl in my short movie. Hopefully it'll go well. :)

More updates soon... gotta run to Subang now.

Adieu.

Of changes, friendships and health..

Once again, I am blogging my thoughts (of course with prodding from a new friend I met recently, saying I really should write).

Since my last post, there were some changes in my plans for my creative work. The short movie project we're working on now is called, Walk With Me, which you can find on Facebook (join! join!). So far so good, we shot about 3 Sundays and we have about 6 more weekends to go. Unfortunately we have to take a 2-week hiatus cos of multiple reasons, one being still waiting on a location to be released and another being one of our members of our small group being incapacitated from a torn ligament.. he should be ok though. We could have just gone ahead and shot the movie but it wouldn't be the same without him. He's too important.

I also made the decision with Danny to relaunch our previous online show, the cirKLe but we're revamping it. New concept, new host and new style. Will keep everyone updated on its progress :D

This past couple of months have been pretty weird. I've lost friends and made new ones, which brings me to the topic of friendships. As much as I'd like to think that friendships can stand the test of time yada yada yada... in reality friendships can be volatile and unpredictable. It's something you have to nurture and grow. Mess up on the caretaking protocols and it'll die. But of course that brings me to the 2 type of friendship that Danny will constantly remind me of, that is the friend that will make you feel better or the friend that will make you better. Of course, this works vice versa. Do you want to be the friend that makes people feel better or do you want to be the friend that makes people a better.. umm.. people... heh. I mean, person.

But then again, who really knows what lurks in people's minds? I certainly don't neither do I pretend to know. I have this problem of not wanting to hurt another person even if it means hurting myself. Normally, I'm ok with that, but then now I have other people who depend on me and if it hurts me then it'll hurt them too. I'm not ok with that. I don't think anyone is. It's a very hard lesson for me to learn how to say no, and to learn when I need to just tell it as it is. I'm still working on that. Wish me luck (pause)... really.. wish me luck.

On to health.. as of last week, I joined OBC which stands for Original Boot Camp. Boy, I knew I was unfit, but I didn't know HOW unfit I was. The first day was hell, second day was better but still hell and the third, hmmm.. how should I describe it.... (pausing to think of an adjective).. it was hell.

What makes it probably worse was the fact that they told me that it feels the worst the first 2 weeks. I'm like no way, it is? Mind you, that we're doing this 3 times a week for a month. We wake up at 4.30am to get there at 5.30am and start at 5.45am. It's only an hour but it felt like forever. Yet every session, I find myself going and at the end of it I feel accomplished. My old-knee injury gave me a problem today, but I find myself pushing it because its exhilirating. It's also very addictive. At first, I thought hey, I'll do this for a month then quit next month. But now, I'm thinking I WANT to do this every month. In fact, I signed up for the 100% attendance list. Woah. What am I thinking? Do I want to? Can I do it? Hell yeah! (This is weird thinking, even for me... but yeah it gets to you after awhile. No one can hang out in a positive environment without being affected, and FYI that holds true for negative environments as well, so if you find yourself feeling down and depressed, look around and see what you are immersing yourself with. Chances are you NEED a change of environment.)

I am writing this while getting ready for work and honestly after the 4th session, I feel great. Just goes to show that even a little willpower goes a looooong way. It's a matter of putting one foot in front of you at a time. Little steps. Little steps.

I'm going to work now. Till next post,

Adieu.

Breath.

I haven't been updating lately... no surprise there. I don't even know why I would want to.. except of course some people who have been buggin me about doing that.. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE... sigh.

I'm working on some new stuff. And we decided to set aside the time to actually make a short movie. The thing about working on projects, may it be for fun or for profit, is that friendships get sorely tested. Of course, I can hear SOMEBODY telling me I told you so. But still, I do know that working on projects with friends can be rather trying because everybody is trying to be nice to everybody. We try to sugarcoat our words and try to downplay any situation regardless if we are standing on the brink of falling into a ravine. And unfortunately for me, that bit me in the ass. Like major ouch. I got stuck in a situation that is akin to being between a hard rock and a big hammer. I fell into that ravine, but a fragile tree root just saved my life. So I'm not completely lost. I just have to painstakingly climb back up to the top. So far so good.

I'm hoping that my friendship with my friends are not affected. But I might be hoping too much. I am willing to let this flow on in blind faith. What happens, happens, but I'm thinking that this group is stronger that we think.