Goodluck darl for your MST this week and next!
You have my blessings!

Nightmares

its happening again, the same dream, and the same blade.
i'm certain its a sign...

Xmas Jamming - Recording

Just a random doodle clip.

Upcoming hit?Maybe!

xmas jam.mp3 - BlackMoo

My best friend gave me the best advice
He said each day’s a gift and not a given right
Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less traveled by
That first step you take is the longest stride

If today was your last day
and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
If today was your last day

Against the grain should be a way of life
What’s worth the prize is always worth the fight
Every second counts ’cause there’s no second try
So live like you’ll never live it twice
Don’t take the free ride in your own life

If today was your last day
and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce of memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you’re dreamin’ of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day

If today was your last day
Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?
You know it’s never too late to shoot for the stars
Regardless of who you are
So do whatever it takes
‘Cause you can’t rewind a moment in this life
Let nothin’ stand in your way
Cause the hands of time are never on your side

If today was your last day
and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?

Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce of memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you’re dreamin’ of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day

Belated Bday Outing

Had lunch, just the 4 of us guys.
Regulars like me always get discounts and bigger portions =P


And also caught "Yes Man" at GVvivo. Awesome and touching story!

I'll let the pictures do the talking.









Yummy. Thanks Sam!

Hindsight

Truly amazing how time flies.

How we started small and humble, shy and introverted.
Then turbulence ensued, and we held tightly onto each other.
Before long we realized, life isn't at all that dark, having each other's company in life.
And over time, these bonds grew strong, through each obstacle that crossed our paths...

We've lost some, but gained many.

It just amazes me at how fast things come together, and also come undone.

But above all, its true, I've found not friends, but my new family.

It was just us few at first.


We gained some...


And even more so...


Through the good times-


and tough times...


We all started somewhere.


Together we learned, and grew strong!


Wah my pictorial story works out huh... HAHA guess I should do stuff like this more often. Hmm... drama.

December 17 - Birthday Party

As with preceding years, my birthday celebrations are usually small. Not much to blog about, but the cake was nice. Rizwan also bought me a new game, Left 4 Dead. Fariz came by and shared some stuff and hung out too. So did Jieshen. Small parties are easier, compared to the usual 'kecoh' I get by inviting everyone over.







and now that I'm 20, I've gotta work to fulfill that promise I made to 'myself' that I saw in that dream, before I hit 21.

Henderson Waves

As an advance birthday thingy, we went out to a movie, then Henderson Waves.

The nasi goreng she cooked wasn't spicy enough, cos I'm kinda hantu chilli.
It was a nice quiet night out, with not much hustle and bustle of the usual urban life, an escape of sorts from daily life.

When I was growing up, I recalled being much of a city kid and not much of an outdoors person. But as I grew older, I realize I belong outside, not in the concrete prison we call home.

The pictures didn't turn out good, but hey here goes :






I'm proud of this photo, artistic in a way. Maybe I should name it. Hmmm... "The Ghost of You" . No not that emo MCR song. HAHA.

SPSC Training Camp

Well well well...

Its been a great journey. From one end of a grueling race, to the jaws of friendly competition.

Training was harsh and took a toll on me due to my already compromised state. Injuries abound but having recovered from them, I feel somewhat renewed.

Theres this undying stamina pool, increased strength and curious technical ability that resulted from in-camp training.

My match with Iswandi was replaced by Shah, as Iswandi wasn't feeling too good on the first day.
The fight was fine, pity that I found Shah's weakness only at the very end.
But still, the experience gained was priceless.

For now, pictures!
















Thats it for now, gotta go tend to my numerous aches and pains.

Oh yeah and the video :

Zulhan vs. Shah

Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon 2008 [42.195km]

Jieshen :

"You don't mess with the Zulhan."

Yan Ren:

"You finished a marathon without even training? Not even a half marathon before? You're really something."

Farah:

"The moment you crossed that line, you proved everyone wrong about you."

Vinolia:

"You so fat, can run meh?"

Matthew:

"Theres a difference between someone who's routine to running races, as compared to someone who went the distance, against all odds to accomplish something he dreamed of. And thats what I see in you."

Limits were broken,
Bodies battered,
Knees weak,
as victors weep.

I woke up early in the morning, heading to the stadium pickup point, my pulse was racing. The anticipation, the anxiousness and gripping suspense. Was kinda apprehensive of the whole thing, as my absolute stamina limit was 15km. Not further. But its time to prove what I'm made of.

4am - Caught bus at Yishun Stadium to marathon start point. Deposited bag and waited for Yan Ren.
5am - Met up with Yan Ren and his partner, began warming up, the atmosphere was intense, almost electrifying.

5.30am - Gun went off, timing starts!

Ran together with Yan Ren. Keeping to his speed, kilometers began to fly by effortlessly. Before I knew it I was at Water Point 4. Saw the whole SPSilat team helping out with refreshments. And Zul seemed to like his job. HAHA

10km mark - Smooth going
Overtook numerous runners, Keeping up with Yan Ren and friend. Reaching my limit of 15km, stamina began to thin. At about the 12km mark, the 'tight' zone began to creep in, and my legs began to feel heavy.

12km mark -
Unable to maintain Yan Ren's pace any longer, I fell back slightly to catch my breath. Something unexpected happened. Both my legs simultaneously cramped and spasmed. I coulden't move. Yet I pushed on.... coulden't let it go yet.

15km mark -
My entire body spasmed and was fighting my effort to push on. This was indeed my limit for stamina, and my muscles were already overloaded, unable to run any further. I lay on my back and elevated my legs above my heart to drain the lactic acid from the muscles, alleviating the cramps slightly.

It was hard to believe my body shut down on me. I stopped perspiring, my body became cold, and my limbs heavy like rock. My focus was all I had left. My body was as good as useless at this point.Tempted to let go but didn't.

20km mark -
Insane.. plain insane. I've come all this way just to approach on the halfway point of the race. The sun was coming up, my body was violently protesting and I was hungry. I pushed on, despite my body cramping itself up and holding me back.

21km mark -
This was it. I coulden't hold back any longer. I needed to get a move on in the race. My body was screaming, my mind hardly wavered. So this is it, I thought. I cracked it wide open, what runners term the '2nd wing'. Suddenly it didn't hurt anymore, and I banged back into the race.

22km mark - EXTREME FATIGUE
Body fought back and shut itself down, I coulden't move at this point, I couldent sweat, or even breathe properly, but I kept everyone's words of encouragement close to my heart and pressed ahead, through the wall of pain and exhaustion.

32km mark - EXTREME FATIGUE + VIOLENT CRAMP ATTACKS
After consuming 2 powergels, energy was still close to zero. I hit the 'wall'. I coulden't run any further, coulden't walk, every step felt excruciating. Even the bananas coulden't help. I was just focusing my energy on completing the race. The route was merciless. Torturing loops and violent weather.

Worse, I began to hallucinate. First I saw the finish line up ahead, and I raced towards it only to realize its an overhead bridge. My body had begun to fail, I could no longer push it for it would just shut itself down in response. But I chose to fight the shut down and override it. Exit pain, enter gain.

At one point, I hallucinated dillies running ahead of me. As I reached out for her my hands merely passed through her sillhouette, and vanished. For some odd reason I felt sad while running. But no, I refused to give in to pure exhaustion.

But this is it. The Final 10k to victory. And against my better judgement, I pushed on, unfaltering and determined.

40km mark - BREAKING POINT - THE LIMIT
This was it. Theres nothing left in me. Not a single drop. Yet I still focused on putting one foot ahead of the other. The battle was no longer physical. It was mental. How long can you endure such pain until you give out? How long can you endure the heat? How long can you hold your focus? How could you ignore it, when your body screams in agony and violently protests.

41km mark - LIMIT BREAK
Confident that I would not let anything go, having come so far, I mustered all my strength into one final push. I managed to store a good amount of energy for a strong finish, and now's the time to use it. This would be the last distance marker I'd see, and the next would be the finish line. With this in mind, for one last time, I fought the odds.

42km mark - FINAL STRETCH
I don't know if it was the heat, the crowd, or the race, but something within me exploded. This burning will to win, this drive to eliminate all opposition. In the final stretch, i detached my mind and body, and switched into high gear, overtaking DOZENS of runners in the final stretch. Even managed to do a victory pose for mediacorp before running into the finish.

FINISH!
It was surreal. Having run for 6 hours in such conditions, and having to deal with overloaded and burdened muscles, aching joints. It was over! And the celebrations commenced shortly after. Even though I could hardly walk thereafter, I managed to meet Syafiq, Jieshen and Farah. Later, met Diana and Syaf too.

Had a celebration feast at PizzaHut.


Spite me if you want, I'll see you in the race next year.


Medal!


HAHA


Those are shorts not undies.


Maybe hes next...


Hellboy


Ok lets go eat!


Shafik = Epic Fail of Assassin's Creed


You poor lost soul...


DOMO!!! HARDO GAY DESUUU!!! OKAAAAAAAAY!


Pizza Hut!


Guess who came by?




Thats it! I'm tired and I can't do anything more. Nights!

MST : Day 2

Maths B.


Drifted away... blank, coulden't finish or apply anything, the paper I handed up was quite clean. Thats all I'm saying.

MST : Day 1

Today's paper was basic microbiology.

I have no idea why, but i breezed through the paper in 15 minutes and handed it up shortly after and left the room. Somehow it didn't make sense staying the entire duration if I'd already complete the paper.

Met up with the group at room, for some reason the spirits were up despite the MST, i suppose that how we are in times of calamity, high and dry.

Looking back at my lifestyle, I'm quite satisfied by it, and theres a special surprise brewing. Meanwhile I've found my inner peace, doing what I love, and leaving my troubles of the world behind.



Hmmm movie date anyone?
Quarentine is in order.

Tommorow's paper : Math B
High probability that I am : Screwed.

Realization

Raising the knife,
to a picture of a life...
(I once knew..)

There comes a time,
compromising my life...
(Just want to...)

I cannot lie,
I cannot try anymore...
(To reach you...)

I cannot fight,
Raise the knife, raise the knife,
Cut through.


Nice song eh...

Somehow I realize the days are passing to quickly, I've gotta blog everyday and slow things down and account for everything. Things are just whizzing past and I can't seem to keep track.

Okay, things went well today, the fire still burns within, there's something in me trying to claw its way out. Never felt a fighting spirit this strong before.

Raising the knife,
to a picture of a life...
(I once knew...)

Enough of that for now.

The days and nights are no longer lonely, for I realize, you have never let me down. You've always been there for me, fought away the sorrows and reached me, touched my heart in ways I could never imagine.

You're the inspiration that drove me to this, and its with your guidance that I'll finish what I came to accomplish.
Even though I coulden't see it before, but I do now, and I thank you for showing me through all my challenges and giving me the strength to fight through them forevermore.

Thanks for guiding me through these trying times, Allah (Subhana Wa Ta’ala).

and no, I'm not a pretty boy, you hanzome girl.