I decided last night that I would wake up this morning to go cycling. This was something I hadn't done in a few years, and thus I thought it would be a nice way of bringing back some memories. I used to run/cycle in the early mornings back when I was in the Poly; back... Continue Reading →
I can still see, vividly, the old woman tending to her garden, carefully plucking out the weeds, watering her plants with the tenderness of a nursing mother. This old woman was the wife of the old man whom about a decade ago my mother called "the creepy old man," as he used to stare at... Continue Reading →
I just rediscovered one of my older entries, a poem called "Off to Sunday Mass". This poem is one of my favourites, and I was wondering if some of you guys might comment on it; whether your comments be in the positive or negative, I'd like to hear from you (of course, if it's bad,... Continue Reading →
Woah, I hear you say. What gives? I've changed my site hosts officially. Managed to port most of my things without any major hiccups, so the posts and their comments are still there. Only thing now are the images and files. I'll have a little more time these next few weeks, due to the amount... Continue Reading →
To someone dear to my heart, and no one in particular.
A biopic about Johnny Cash... I abolutely loved the movie, and I think you would too.
I went for the New Balance Real Run today, held at Sentosa. Having not had any running done for the past week, and little running done for the past few, I expected a poor run; thankfully the run wasn't too bad, and I managed to complete it not disgracefully.
I short a break. Will be back soon. I hope.
A poem I wrote while serving duty during my NSF days.
I would like to profess that I keep an offline journal. I would call it a diary, save for the fact that diary sounds "girly", and some of my guy friends might give me stick for that.
Donn, fragments 