jesus don't want me for a sunbeam.
call it post-trekathon fever, but i've just walked non-stop for 1 and a half hours around the neighbourhood. it also helps that there're a few attractive girls running around with short shorts (but just not that particular one) to keep the mind going. i know that brisk walking wouldn't be a big deal to all of you, but at least it's a step in the right direction (pun intended). i hope that i wake up with incredibly sore legs tomorrow morning...the sign that something went right. if i can do this every alternate day, i think i'd be in much better shape by the end of the month. if i carry on. i can hopefully move up to throwing in some light jogging in after 2 weeks. that would be progress.
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mr. yap, josephine (from the uq office), denise and i visited the selangor family aid association's center in ulu yam today. there're 81 residents, who're either physically or mentally handicapped. watching them makes your heart bleed. i remember how my maternal grandfather was admitted into a nursing home. he had gone mad after my grandmother passed away. he also had parkinson's. after a while, he wouldn't remember any of us, but it got better before he passed away.
thinking of it now, i feel sorry that i never got to know him...that i was away for so long. i also feel sorry that i didn't really appreciate him when i was younger...it's funny how these things only creep in when you get older. the same can be said of my paternal grandfather...i was living with him from my first day back here up to the day he died. i could've been a little kinder towards him.
you can't make up for past regrets.
anyway, the council will most probably settle on helping the association's center.
either way, the details of our charity bazaar are as follows:
date: 16th to 18th october, 2006
time: 10:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. daily
venue: kompleks pejabat damansara, block a --- directly opposite wisma uoa in damansara heights
independent vendors will be selling food, knick knacks and other forms of handicraft. if we're lucky, digi will also show up with phat stuff (i can't believe that i just said "phat"). at the same time, we'll be having a dunking machine on the last day (the 18th), with the department of business studies' finest lecturers on target. if you're interested in being a vendor, please drop me a line...the more the merrier.
anyway, here're a few pictures that we took of the residents having lunch. it's not exactly a compelling view of things (we weren't allowed to take photos of the residents in their quarters but that was the clincher). these people genuinely need help.
assembling for lunch.
there were some genuinely touching scenes that we didn't take. i watched as one resident helped another to eat. some of these residents, despite being what they are, are willing to help each other out. if they're physically capable, they're able to perform menial tasks like collecting water for their fellow residents, or pushing a wheelchair-bound resident around.
of course, it's not so pretty, either. i was floored when i this elderly lady unable to feed herself. she needed help and it looked as though she was literally crying for help. there's this other resident there who's 23...my age...who was born blind and mute. what is worst is that her head is smaller in terms of proportions to the rest of her body...she was crying to herself when we saw her.
it's time like these that make you realize that no matter how shitty you've got it, someone else out there has it much worst than you. you should thank Whoever you're meant to thank for what you have. and you should only hope that it doesn't get taken away from you.
thinking of it now, i feel sorry that i never got to know him...that i was away for so long. i also feel sorry that i didn't really appreciate him when i was younger...it's funny how these things only creep in when you get older. the same can be said of my paternal grandfather...i was living with him from my first day back here up to the day he died. i could've been a little kinder towards him.
you can't make up for past regrets.
anyway, the council will most probably settle on helping the association's center.
either way, the details of our charity bazaar are as follows:
date: 16th to 18th october, 2006
time: 10:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. daily
venue: kompleks pejabat damansara, block a --- directly opposite wisma uoa in damansara heights
independent vendors will be selling food, knick knacks and other forms of handicraft. if we're lucky, digi will also show up with phat stuff (i can't believe that i just said "phat"). at the same time, we'll be having a dunking machine on the last day (the 18th), with the department of business studies' finest lecturers on target. if you're interested in being a vendor, please drop me a line...the more the merrier.
anyway, here're a few pictures that we took of the residents having lunch. it's not exactly a compelling view of things (we weren't allowed to take photos of the residents in their quarters but that was the clincher). these people genuinely need help.
assembling for lunch.
there were some genuinely touching scenes that we didn't take. i watched as one resident helped another to eat. some of these residents, despite being what they are, are willing to help each other out. if they're physically capable, they're able to perform menial tasks like collecting water for their fellow residents, or pushing a wheelchair-bound resident around.
of course, it's not so pretty, either. i was floored when i this elderly lady unable to feed herself. she needed help and it looked as though she was literally crying for help. there's this other resident there who's 23...my age...who was born blind and mute. what is worst is that her head is smaller in terms of proportions to the rest of her body...she was crying to herself when we saw her.
it's time like these that make you realize that no matter how shitty you've got it, someone else out there has it much worst than you. you should thank Whoever you're meant to thank for what you have. and you should only hope that it doesn't get taken away from you.
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after visiting the center, the four of us went for lunch. according to mr. yap, ulu yam is famous for its koh meen (i'm not sure what it means in english)...especially this one shop that he took us to, which was, in his words, "the original".
the restaurant is deep inside the old part of ulu yam.
...and the specialty itself.
the restaurant is deep inside the old part of ulu yam.
...and the specialty itself.many thanks to mr. yap for paying for lunch. if he reads this.
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on the way there, we passed by some pipes which had fresh mountain water flowing from them. i didn't take a picture of them, coz...it'd be more than a bit strange. however, we passed by what was known as waterfall that dispensed "holy water". go figure.
the water comes straight from the hills/mountains. it's quite popular with genting gamblers coz they get to wash away their...filth.
the long road to nowhere.
the water comes straight from the hills/mountains. it's quite popular with genting gamblers coz they get to wash away their...filth.
the long road to nowhere.what a day.
posted by funkyhippopotamus at
7:52:00 pm
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I wanna go jog too (not for the girls la)
If this reaches you in time, we'll jog tomorrow (20/9) at 6? I'm flat out of credit =P
More like me jog and you ogle =D
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