Hardcore!

Yes I have been quite a hardcore lately. Recently ran and walked from home to Jurong Point to meet Spidy. I left home at 7pm, and was suppose to meet her at 7pm. Knowing that I am late, that was what drove me to run and walked faster.

By 7:20pm, I reached the entrance of Jurong Point heaving and panting heavily with sweat perspiring profusely from my skin. My hair was in a mess and my legs were almost shaking. I called Spidy only to realise she had just reached the car park only. I walked into the mall, with every one around me in their work clothings and nice makeups on the ladies, and me, sweaty and nope! no smell though. the aircon dried up my sweat and cools down my tired legs.

We settled at Siam Kitchen? Simply Thai? or Indonesia whatsoever to have my dinner after I have cooled down. My appetite was ferocious at the beginning then when my stomach was almost full, the tiredness setted in and I laid back on the sofa shouting "Karen wo hen lei! (Karen, I am very tired!)"

That was on Tues.

With my aching legs, on thursday, I went for game of Squash with my colleague for an hour, but! I dun feel the kick. And so, with my working bags, and running attire, I walked home from work place for a whole of 30 mins (2.57K) and climbed the stairs from 6th storey to my home. Surprisely, I wasnt panting. But my legs were almost numb.

I had my dinner immediately after washing my hands and my parents were surprised to see that I could finished that plate of rice in minutes and I felt my stomach was only 3/4 filled. Then I went for a good warm bath, and dozed off while doing my facial mask.

Then waking up to continue with my regular chat sessions before dozing off to bed with a hungry stomach.

Worried that I will have bad aches on my legs this morning, surprisingly, they dont ache much and has recovered pretty fast. I guess I am getting some stamina sets in now.

GE Run! I am coming!

With great disgust!

It was with great disgust that unfortunately, I witnessed together with the rest of the shoppers, that a young malay guy broke out in a fight with a young malay girl in a shopping mall. I was just standing outside at the lift lobby when the two teenagers about the age of 20, walked towards my direction, the male in the front, the female at the back with redden eyes and shouting at the one in front of her.

In split seconds, they quarreled, the next thing I saw was the male, rising his fat trotter looking left leg in the mid air and send a flying kick right onto the female’s back with a loud thud. Next I heard a slap on her cheeks, and she fought back, scolding some vulgarities, the guy continue with his hitting, and the onlookers, including me, looked and were dumbfounded and my jaw almost dropped to the ground like it has dislocated. I was actually waiting with anticipation that my friend would come out from the washroom quick enough to stop the male from hitting the female, but he took way too long in the loo. I looked back at the onlookers, among which are many young guys but none walked forward to shout at the malay guy or stop the fight.

Next, the two fought till the last lift open its door, and the male dragged the girl in. Then I saw a middle aged male, holding on to a baby pram and directing one of the film garde’s staff to where the fight broke out. The tall Indian man looked left and right and could not see the couple whom were in the lift. I walked forward and pointed to him “INSIDE THERE!” and rolled my eyes. His slow, insensitive reaction pissed me off to the fullest. Then, an innocent smiling teen walked out from the lift and looked back inside with shock. Shortly after, two uniformed security guards ran into the lift and no one came out from it ever since then.

The whole event happened in a min or two that I regretted I did not stop the young male from hurting the scrawny female. I regretted that I did not shout at him for hitting a female. I regretted not using my slippers to slap his face, I regretted not using my bag to slam against his nose. I regretted not pulling his hair. I regretted not blocking the kick from him.

Instead, my first instinct was to back off a little and observe. I was confused if it was a couple fighting until I notice both seemed to be wearing the same uniform. Both were speaking in malay thus I could not make sense of what was the shouting about.

But whatever the fucking reason is, hitting woman is a SIN. If you ever hit a woman or thinking of doing that, you will become a POW (not prisoner of war, but prostitute of war) in your next life!

After witnessing the whole abusing fight, a male hitting a female in the public, it just makes me hate men even more! JUST HOW COULD THAT YOUNG FELLOW DARE TO DO THAT!? I STILL COULD NOT UNDERSTAND!!!! ARRRRRGHHHHH!!!!!!!!

If a man ever hits me even if it’s a light slap on my face, I guess I would have plunged a knife into his heart, not once but a couple of times until I am sure, he is DEAD.

It was a close encounter we have experienced from this hongkong trip. Our family trip started on last friday. Upon reaching the hotel and switching on the television set, we read on the news that the suspected H1N1 case in HK has been confirmed. If you have been there, watching the local news and seeing the reports, you will be equally paraniod. The infected mexican has apparently traveled to HK and stayed in Metro Park Hotel in Wan Chai. We, were lucky that we did not share the same hotel else we would have been force to be quarantined in the hotel since day 1.

Although the report has dimmed our enthusiasm a little, but nevertheless, we went ahead to enjoy ourseleves with just extra careful and caution with our hygiene and constantly wiped and washed our hands.

Our trip was full of new experiences, fun and jokes. There were moments of frustrations but overall, the site seeings and shopping helped to make up for it.

My sis and I are fortunate to have our parents to buy us breakfast, and our brother who carried our shopping bags throughout the trip.

We definitely look forward to the next family trip!!!