Koh Ah Woo went peacefully on 24th Aug 08 at the age of 91.
~Zaobao 25 Aug 08.

August 11
News followed that my great-grandmum was not eating. now she barely could eat and spend most of her time sleeping. Occasionally with those dropsy eyes, would she tried, but feebly peeped at those whom surrounded her bed.

August 22
Her memories seemed to have failed her. she couldn’t even recognised those whom had been beside her bed for the past week. i guess peeping around was impossible and perhaps eating was totally out of question.
the cold walls of the ward provided no comfort to all this. maybe it’s was supplemented by the oxygen mask that hung tightly on her move… for once, humanity seems so fragile. it was strange how such a small pipe can breath life in us.

August 24
Some say marathon is a test of mental strength. other say it’s a shack-you-completely-away event. maybe to me, it robbed you away of your ability to think, to process what you’re able to face.
the news of a life that ended seem to be like a test paper, that slap across your face. they want your answer, a result. either way, they are demanding you to act. for me, it was just plain thought. - blank. there wasn’t tears, there wasn’t sorrow. it was just plain silence.

August 25
great-grandmum photo hung brightly in front of the casket. it’s hard to imagine that a human figure was now represented by a mere black and white photo. that simper on the face, still vividly etched in the other segments of the mind - the CNY when she was still beaming of life. those gestures, those coffee, those walking stick…
it was not sad that stained your mind. but perhaps an unbelieving-reluctance in you.
Josssticks was the traditional way of paying respect.  the viewing follows…

maybe death was not as simple as thought. those glorified death that games portray,  those simplified drop-and-died on the tv series. the real deal was neither of those. other looking at the physical death, it was plain blank-thinking. what follows was strings of strong emotion that run thru you with a force as if you were hit by a train. you start to question things, why doesn’t that figure move anymore, why does it happen this way , why that figure was full of life once and now it laid peacefully still in the casket ? maybe seeing death wasn’t scary. it was the process of feeling such a loss . maybe we’re just drown and killed by our own thoughts.

the days follows with preparaton for the next few days. somehow, we need to drape curtain clothes along those void-decks. it was my way of saying goodbye to a once respectable mother. it was my way of helping to make her last few days on earthly ground a pleasant one…

21km wasn’t easy feat for a first-time 1/2Marathon runner.

it involves
1 ) 3 x calf/ankle cramp and spasam

2) 1 x red bull, 1 x powergel , 2  x banana and alot of water

3) 1 x cute sports girl who help me up when i cramp 400 m away from the finishing line (damn paiseh)

4) curses and swear that i am 8 min short of the 2.5hrs timing , else otherwise,
i will be rewarded with 4 x FREE OFF.

5) cramp and abrasion between the damn leg for the next few days

the gruelling 21km, a total physical exhaustive test will be here tmr 3am at Padang. I expect a mayhem to break loose with the blow of the start whiste. (maybe it’s a gun).

there’s so many things to keep in check, how fast we goona run and etc, hopefully i can make it within the timing required of 2.5hrs in exchange for the wow some-4days off.

anyway, i am testing out new theme this week.

New Atomise Look ?

it’s quite explosive, but those postpad background, and etc give it’s a sketchbook feeling that evoke your writing skills. ha.

Updates
iPhone is in Singapore - but i am NOT buying. it’s so ex.
medals for t-tennis  - cheers and please do train harder again.

Btw,
I think I’m fat again
Blogged from iPod

oh, btw, thurdays was a great eatout at Shangri’la, The Line.
A $88 dinner buffets that offer a really wide spread of seafood, Italy, Japanese, Indian cuisine and whatever you want. Red Wine, included - speaking of alcohol, i think it’s highly addictive.

so well, on physical side, we run the taboo 16km last friday at ECP.

Characteristic by the endless horizontal, along with water points, babes,  other units, it doesn’t seem so shack after all. i guess those training we have in preparation of the AHM helps. Or maybe it was with AMEO running with me. The occassional eccentric guys did he symbolic gesture of waving (like some fortune cat figurine) whenever we pass by the opposite human traffic. Here’s the part - i am suprised not because he still have enough energy to keep waving , but by the waves of people that he seems to knows, those men, spec and officers… frankly, it put me to shame with my megre networks of friends i truely have…

next week is outfield. - —

the weekends are over and you heard those growls, moan and frustration.

perhaps, it’s time to get our ass up and start to work again.

next week agenda,
-COS for monday. (ensure there’s no stun again)
-break tracks for 2 vehicles again. those 127 tracks of 98$ each. wahaha
-run 16km training. - f**king shack.
-NDP celebration on friday
-get medical consultation to find excuses
-escape from main office when necessary. ( :S )

sound like a eventful week.

btw, last wed was great. totally intoxicated. hmmm

but by murphy’s law, it somehow isn’t.

I was awake this morning but a rather ridiculous number on my phone. 6559— office number
Somehow, this translate to a very bad thing. either you got more job allocated to you, or your boss called you.

Jared: hey dude, some header for you
Me: what man ? (err, ‘was still sleeping)
Jared: CSM gonna give you extra…
Me: huh? for fuck ?
Jared: For ***(duty clerk) not booking in on sat night for Sunday duty.
Me: is that even my problem ?
Jared: I’m no CSM man.

sometimes, when bad things are coming your way, there’s nothing much you can do. but what irks me is that, booking in for duty the day before. you got to waste ANOTHER one night.

many peeps did actively participate in this kind of act,and mostly scooted away on arranged basis to me, as long as it helps, why not help those people by closing one eye off.it doesn’t burn/kill/harm you. you got nothing to lose. -WRONG.
but i hate it when some religious fanatic (selfish bastard) refused to close one eyes, and insist on ringing the bell on the system. to them, it brings moral relief. but to us,  it just spoils the whole thing. it ruptures the very traditions that we try to thrive it. it damage trust, and bring out hatred. soon, it leads to an exchange of insults.  remarks on each other, or perhaps if i could roll my sleeves up now and give him a good bash to his brain.

-you fucking hell, i gonna beat the shit out of you.

it does’nt justify the basis for punishment. such redundant act doesn’t make you learn, just like other mistakes.  in fact, it makes it worst. it spurs hatred. it spurs questionable rationals for the existence of laws. then by logically deduction, if punishment is meant for you to learn, to be a better man, then why punish when it creates a bad man. why punish when it lead to a complicate trails of hard-felt feelings.

like what they say brigade is a political battefield. i just got my first hit.

yes, it’s 6am now.

maybe sleeping in HQ office isn’t really a great idea.
a terrible dream, a chilling aircon and a hard sofa to lie on,
it’s just not hard to explain the reluctance of any single duty personnel.

this week was tiring. Exercise had just finished. it’s sad when you can’t enjoy the week right after exercise.
i missing driving and my new cookie monster

It has been really erm, let’s see 10 good years since the last NDP i visit. Partially thanks to the ever stupid ballet that never did work for the past 4 years. sigh

but so, the preview-preview NDP was great. Seas of colours, the dynamic and daredevil Black Knight (Aerobatics Plane), and the lavish display of firework. a really wonderful saturday :()

here’s some

the best moment were

Black Knight attempt to draw an “heart” shape in the sky.

then

wtf…..

More : http://atomise.net/photos/pre-ndp08/

that’s why i say i am really sad when it comes to that.

next week again… exercise. hate it. that means a lot of staying back, wee-hours release, late night and mental torture. …

Join Nike+ Human 10k run ok ?

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Smile… it seem 2 years ago that I last cried over one of those korea movies. it’s was nostalgia when i saw this movie today. no, not that i wasn’t move to tears by this one, i guess, it gives you a really different feeling when you watch these Asian production. Plot wise, something new for me.

and yes, jin-son is as pretty as always.

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