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I ran my first ever marathon with Yan!
Ok fine.
It's just 5km.
But I insist on calling it a marathon (don't argue with me on this =P)
The weather was nice and the atmosphere was easy.
All in all, a rather pleasant run.
On a random note, I finally realised why car exhibitions always have those scantily dressed girls hanging around.
There were guys in formal attires (their shirts with unncessarily short sleeves showing off their carefully trained biceps) giving out goodies after the run and I must say it's a treat (((:
The goodie bags had many many random things that I don't really know what to do with right now.
Shall wait for the certificate to come in a month or so! Exciting. Haha. *Zi high*
Most classic moment:
*hungry after the run and thinking about eating Mac* (sinful I know)
Yan: Eh, I feel like eating Mac!
I love my old friends, so old we are almost telepathic (:
Sometimes I torture myself with my thoughts.I don't know how healthy that is.
I guess death let us see things in perspective.Less than 1 month ago, anyone heard associating MJ with beauty would only be looked upon incredulously, as if he was making a cruel joke.
I quote this from Jon's Facebook note since I couldn't place it any better:
"I was surprised by the amount of sadness I felt when I learnt of Michael Jackson’s death. I’ll remember him as a brilliant dancer, singer and performer, but more than that, as an endearingly eccentric person who dared to be himself despite public opinion.
Even in the often bizarre world of entertainment artistes, MJ’s lifestyle flew in the face of public opinion. People gossiped about his multi-million dollar ranch and his rounds of cosmetic surgery, as well as his alleged pedophilia. Ugly names such as ‘madman’, ‘drug abuser’ and ‘freak’ were bandied around. Like always, society was too quick to pass judgement on someone who did not conform to its restrictive expectations.
May I suggest that this man-child had more humanity than many of us. His idealized world at Neverland Ranch, and the songs he co-wrote and sang like ‘We are the World’ and ‘Heal the World’ revealed a quasi-religious, humanistic vision of all peoples loving each other. His experimentation with various religions – from being a Jehovah’s Witness to a flirtation with the Nation of Islam and his final decision to be a member of the Muslim faith – reveal a profound search for inner peace, meaning and strength, a search that so few of us undertake or even recognise the need for. Even though he didn’t speak much of his faith, I hope that in Islam he finally found the inner solace he was searching for all his life.
But at the end, it was almost pre-destined that MJ had to leave us early, just like the other musical geniuses who had their lives cut short (Kurt Cobain and John Lennon come to mind). Surely they were too beautiful for this world."
I guess funerals are not made to honour the dead. They are more for us to relieve our guilt. Us, the people who are left behind.
Where were these crying fans when MJ was lambasted?
Why can't people remember MJ for his greatness while he was alive?
Is it true that peices of art only become truly valuable when the artist is dead?
It is easy for his celebrity "friends" to say the things they did, tell the world what they felt. Words of comfort, of praise, of loss. But were these "friends" of his there when he needed them most?
Did the people who did him injustice (by writing nasty things, true or otherwise) feel guilty now?
Now that he is gone, radio stations, television programmes everywhere play tributes, going on about how he "broke down the racial barriers" and how his songs "stood the test of time".
But do they know what these words mean? Or are they just words, repeated till they mean nothing to anyone. Not to you, not to me.Who knows what publicity he might be getting if he embarked on his tour as planned. There would always be criticisms, harsh words. Perhaps MJ was taken away from us right before his comeback tour, just to remind us of the immense loss, the potential of what could have been and the legacy he could never fulfil.
Perhaps death was kinder to him than life.
MJ couldn't heal the world.
I guess death let us see things in perspective.
Life has blinded us all.
Michael Jackson - You Are Not Alone
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BzzgqtPO42Q&feature=related
Seeing how much I depend on my gadgets to survive, I sure as hell can't justify my treatment towards them.
I can almost hear their grumblings...
Handphone: You leave me lying around at dirty places all the time! The kopitiam table!! DO YOU KNOW how DIRTY the kopitiam table is!? And don't even get me started on the weird places I go to during camps AND overseas trips... Cambodia! Why did I have to sit on the floor in Cambodia! And you went there THREE times somemore!! THREEEEE tim.....! AND ever since my cover broke, you left me all exposed and scratched! AND now my keypad cover is peeling! AND... *gets into a vibrating fit*
Laptop: You don't maintain the state of my hard drive at all and then still complain that I work too slowly! Do you know how hard it is to get up of bed with just a push of a button! I don't like people pushing my buttons!! So to make me work faster, instead of clearing the junk inside me, you decided to put me permanently to sleep! Sleep is NOT really sleep sleep, my dear. We need to be SHUT down. Now my battery is no longer working. And so you put me to sleep with me plugged in... I need a new owner... Please... *tears*
Car: I am only 6 months old and my battery already died *thump chest with laptop* And when the servicing person called and asked you if you knew there were dents and scratches on me, I can't believe you said no! And even asked if it's serious. I think only that guy would be more bewildered than me. I have scratches! From your BAG! You owe me a facial and spa session... Oh yes you do...
Camera: You lost my warranty card! How would you feel if I lost your insurance!? It doesn't help that I am being brought to construction sites with only your hand as a refuge. I am covered in dust! *coughs* Cameras *coughts* like me *coughs coughs* don't do dust. Can't you just... *cough cough cough cough cough* Argh.. Whatever... *wheezing*
I read in The Last Lecture where Randy talked about the importance of people instead of things.
I probably use that excuse subconsciously in my mind.
But I think I am just covering up for my laziness =X
Me: Come back thumbdrive!! I will treat you well!!
Thumbdrive: *hides and prays never to be found. trembles*
Post post: I found my thumby!!! My brother was just cockeye _-"' (yes, that's a cockeye seh face)
You have a need for other people to like and admire you, and yet you tend to be critical of yourself.
While you have some personality weaknesses you are generally able to compensate for them.
You have considerable unused capacity that you have not turned to your advantage.
Disciplined and self-controlled on the outside, you tend to be worrisome and insecure on the inside.
At times you have serious doubts as to whether you have made the right decision or done the right thing.
You prefer a certain amount of change and variety and become dissatisfied when hemmed in by restrictions and limitations.
You also pride yourself as an independent thinker; and do not accept others' statements without satisfactory proof.
But you have found it unwise to be too frank in revealing yourself to others.
At times you are extroverted, affable, and sociable, while at other times you are introverted, wary, and reserved.
Some of your aspirations tend to be rather unrealistic.
They always said that you would never know how much something meant to you until you lose it.
But sometimes, you would never know how much something could mean to you until you find it.
(Then you fear that someday you might lose it.)
We seek that someone who can see the truth and pain in you even when you are fooling everyone else.
Ben - Michael Jackson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GFXfJyheoc
