I’m aching all over, and it’s not even arduous workouts yet. I joined a fitness centre last week in an endeavor to ramp up my stamina and also tone up my sinews. I’ve determined to focalize on myself first and have set a 6 month target to ambit to a stratum that I’m comfortable with.
Why the fulminant eudaemonia manifestation? Well, I ciphered as I’ve been single for the last 1.5 years and decided to concentrate on myself for once. The 1.5 years was exhausted on ricochetting on love, and I had to break a heart or 2 along the way.
There’s so many things that I want to do next year. Right now, the thoughts are Kota Kinabalu, Rainforest World Music Festival in Sarawak, Phuket, and also outside chances of the Philippines and Costa Rica. I was purported to be garrisoned in Costa Rica for about 6 months this year. But, being a Malaysian, it’s much more problematical to apply for business visas. I’ve applied for it in September before my Korea junket and the application process apparently can take up to 6 months to nail down. And you think Malaysian immigration is atrocious! LOL!
Tonight, I will be manoeuvering over to my favorite soccer stomping ground, Ronnie Q’s, to watch my beloved team, Arsenal (since 1990 baby!) take on their bogey team, Bolton. I’m virtually sick of clubbing these days. Prefer a reposeful setting to verbalize instead. I guess it comes with the age.
My workfellows and I been having mini drinking sessions for the last back-to-back Fridays now, just across the office. I think it’s a outstanding idea to get along with one another. I have high regards for these people, and I really do wanna see each of them soar upwards in life. Man, I feel like a father! LOL!
Christmas is only weeks away, and I’m looking forward to helping my mom put up the tree. On that note, I shall end this twaddle by sharing with you my favourite Christmas tune – “Have Yourself a Merry Little X’mas”.