Saturday, November 10, 2007
went to bukit timah yesterday. gosh. best training ever. maybe it's just me, but i really really enjoyed bukit timah. completely. sure. my right quads are kinda flagging, my right ankle is sore. but hey! it's all in preperation.. so now my mind is rightly honed towards XP. :D haha. that's the way.
yesterday was yang's bday too! hoho. there was so much... secrecy in the air. i reckon she could sense something was gonna happen la. all the extremely random giggling. and. daniel. daniel ah. whoa lao ah daniel.
anyhow. XP is on monday. mentally prepping myself now. getting loads of red bull and stuff. gotta msg my group later. inform them that David can't make it for XP. so need to re-arrange allocation of some stuff. ... sad to say, i find myself unwilling to carry the main tent around. XD haha. shucks. the inside of my bag is going to be seriously messed up. MESSED. UP. freak. i'll be lugging at least another 5 kg of MUD around. ... oh wait. we're only camping on Belumut. XDD hoho. so maybe i'll survive after all. ahah. ah heck whatever it is. THE MAIN TENT is MINE!! whoo.. ... whoo.. .. whoo? XD
bye datok. i'm going to write a poem for you now. we lost you due to our lack of... .. of... something. but the fact is, i won't be able to step on you. (boy that sounded weird)
you're green slopes that beckon.
the glint of dew in the distance,
winking in the morning's glow.
wrinkled wisdom set in harried rock and stone.
flies that buzz,
birds shrieking the day's beginning.
mingling like falling water,
that cascades to a crashing end.
the sweat we could have shed,
moistening the dry earth.
the pain in our legs,
straining and bending away.
our packs load?
unforgettable. undeniable.
as it makes it's presence known,
by the straps that sting.
in this short time,
without having made you're aquaintance
we say our goodbyes,
without even saying hello.
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