October, 23rd, 2005 Sunday

This is a declaration of war. For far too long, the status quo has been tolerated. In fact, being average is not only allowed, it is encouraged. Your peers chastise you for striving, for struggling, for wanting more. They paint you as a dreamer. They want you to quit, they want you to fail, so they can feel better about their sorry lot. The less you make of yourself, the less they will be expected to accomplish. These are your sworn enemies. And while they may smile to your face, in private they pray for your demise. You must cut these cold, empty vessels out of your life like a malignant tumor and move on without hesitation. Waste none of your energy on these parasites who expect a free ride. Know that there are no birthrights. The only thing you are guaranteed at birth is death. You have a right to that. The rest is earned. You are entitled to nothing. Fuck a lottery ticket� I prefer to get mine the hard way. There is a war going on outside your cozy bedroom window-- An epic battle between the murderers of spirit and the architects of history. The critics vs. the conquerors. Which side are you on?

October, 13th, 2005 Thursday (10:51pm....)

do it till i die

insane. i did 20 sets for chest today followed by cardio abs and arms and i almost died. still feeling pumped now. went for my follow-up appointment with the surgeon who help to fix my dislocation on my hand and he was shock to see me not wearing the splint they gave me to protect my hand. the splint is actually a plastic cast which somehow helps to protect the injured area from anyaccidental 'further damage'. i explained that my hand felt good and strong already(FYI i'm rack-pulling 3.5plates now), he insisted i should not lifts weights now and to lay off for a period of 6 weeks?!!? siao. lay off 6 weeks from the gym and i will die. screw him, i know myself best. if only he would be able to follow me to the weight room, he'll understand what i mean by my hand is good and strong.



nothing's gonna stop me. not even a dislocated hand. i once benched with a cracked ribcage. hah. and i don't even consider that hardcore. its in my blood, i need to lift heavy weights. and i'll do it till i die.

October, 4th, 2005 Tuesday

small me



been slacking and not training religously recently. of course, there are too much emotional stress for me to handle and it sorta took its toll on me. took this shot delibrately to see how much i can grow in 2 months time. gotta push myself like what i used to do. i wanna be huge again. i wanna be freaky again. i wanna walk on the streets and make ppl turn their head and comment "thats monstrous" again. I will heave insane amount of weights in the gym again. I will make ppl question my workout whether its intensity or insanity again. watch out, the animal is coming again...