gold

Yes.. finally.. the big HOO HAAA.. the big(well small) gold little badge thing i;ve been making so much noise abt.. well, plus the 200 bucks bonus.. mentally its made me stronger.. i mean for blanking out my mind when in pain.. I THINK OK! i know if i was asked to do it again i'd prob be dam slow. my mum already told me i had accheived alot esp after being asthametic..but not having the gold last thurs was dam demoralising..


i was really very grumpy on friday cause i couldnt sleep at night.. ok its just a gold thing.. but it was smth i'd been working for since feb.. this goal.. this level of fittness..i forfetted last week cause i missed the timings, and that night, all i could think abt were numbers.. running through my head.. where i was supposed to be, each and every corner in the track.. i needed to do it.. i knew i could and that day i was rock bottom.. my level of fittness is smth i've prob been mocked at all my life.. even now, today people are asking me.. eh u sure u got gold or not.. so skinny.. but thats the amazing part isnt it.. me and ahmad.. pes c bloody clerks are fitter than alot of gundus at the fire stations.. its just a point we want to make that just cause of our injuries or past disabilities, we're still equal.. and tough.. and can type out your reports really quickly..


and yes i'm fucking proud of it.. and we're shit as proud to display it.. it contrats so nicely against the uniform and matches the rank.. HAHAHA. but i mean i'm grateful alot of people believed in me.. ahmad xy.. the mum and the dad..


its like haha.. i hate to say this but like my very on first michillen star..The guide's restaurant ratings using Michelin stars are probably the most recognized and influential culinary ratings in western Europe. one star ("a very good restaurant in its category"),two stars ("excellent cooking, worth a detour"), three stars ("exceptional cuisine, worth a special journey"). ok not even close.. but u know.. and i want to help those gundus who want to pass..


so now a chapter closes and i need to get to my next goal.. the SATS, chinese, and french.. hitting 75 kg by dec and of course, lots of skate boarding..


i find my self getting very irritating.. maybe i am abit too gung ho abt ns.. its not ns.. its just the job.. it so at times makes me feel like i'm in the kitchen experditing orders and planning and executing, checking stocks, training people, sorcing for contacts and cleaning as i go.. honestly, last year untill august, it was prob impossible to feel this way.. but lately all i can think abt is work.. what needs to be done the next day, who needs to be where.. what i can suggest. what can wait.. its kinda exciting.. like the kitchen.. the adereniline rush from time sensitive issues.. this quest for perfection.. makes time just fly by..


so yeahh 6 weeks time the stress fracture should heal and er.. yeah.. gay..