once upon a time..

well in true honesty, i am neither enthusiastic nor in the spirited mood to reach that cloud nine. i could not even barely reach over the moon. students, majority have been anticipating this epoch of time since the very first minute in the new term. well yours truly remained unmoved.

my ideal holiday will be a hike up mount kinabalu or backpacking in the lustful scene of hong kong. well hand in hand and mutually all backfired, firing me in all kind of cyclinders in the form of SWINE FLU. lamb to the slaughter, is a go for me. however that woud be acting like a giddy goat. well still is, that upset the apple-cart of the whole shebang.

but goody, goody goosebumps, it's GSS!

so plan b. and it revolves around much comitted strenuous training, amplify the number of gym sessions, upsurge the hours spend in labour and basically be absent from the war-torned scene at home which sounded like world war 2. with debris scattered and noise pollution at mere full capacity, i believe napoleon would be proud of the damage done. yes, my home, is still in brickworks, for weeks, maybe months.

and im left in the lurch. with half my family heading abroad back home to indonesia, escalating their move away from the mess that hdb have indented for us. and trust me, the drilling and the hammering and the drilling and the hammering feels like a woodpecker doing its task in your head. i can't even stay glued to the internet. i am kicking my hells for the completion. 

basically that summarise the lock, stock and barrel of my holidays.

happy holidays republicans.