Craze on Wii

OK...about the craze on Wii...

There's this Sport Relief thing going on recently and the people at work decided to play their part as well.

Some decided to run the marathon...or come up with quizzes and games...and the most absurd of all...(I still can't believe that it happened) is to have a Wii Olympics.

I've seen people brandishing their arms in thin air and they looked absolutely ridiculous.

On the good side, everyone had a good laugh.

It is funny lar...imagine right, two guys on Wii Boxing and they're actually punching nothing and staring at the screen. Or they're just running across the room as if they're really playing tennis. Or pretend that they're sprinting the 100m in (Cartoon) Olympics.

And you know right...all these games can get addictive (I know coz I've got the experience) so I wouldn't start it in the first place unless I plan to get a Wii myself in the end.

But then again, it wouldn't be fun if there isn't a bunch of people there as well. (So boring to play by yourself, right?)

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See that?

Was just on FB and came across this application. But I never expected something like that lor.
(Most of the time all these stuff are a load of bullsh*t. Don't even come near.)

Ignore the "Description" part. Makes no sense whatsoever. But as for the rest...hmm...I like it. HAHA!

A weekend of nothing...

Nothing much, I would say. (But this doesn't mean that I just sat on a spot and did absolutely nothing for the whole weekend.)

On the contrary, I did go to Bridgend for a while. (When everyone's busy with the Rugby Grand Slam, I was going in the opposite direction coz I have no interest in rugby whatsoever.)

Bridgend reminded me of Sunderland, and I could only compare Cardiff to Newcastle. So people who have been staying in Newcastle and then been to Sunderland for a day trip or something like that, then you would know what I'm talking about.

It's just a nice quiet town that's somewhere in between Cardiff and Swansea, and loads of people from work actually travel from Bridgend to work daily. (Plus it's only a 20 minute ride on the train so it's not that long. It would have been longer to drive though...distance and traffic conditions make it so.)

Had a nice quiet night at home, didn't get much to anything except some chit-chatting. (Besides...who knows what the town would be like at night coz it's very much dependent on how the results of the rugby went: Wales or France)

But after some talking and thinking (Yes, I DO think!), I think:

• When guys gossip, they're worse than girls.
• Girls are (usually, but not necessarily) more aggressive in office politics than guys.
• Some things never change. Never have, never will.

An abrupt change of topic back to my trip:


My latte over lunch in Wetherspoons. Most of the shops weren't open. Either they're too hungover after all the celebrations or they're just too depressed over the loss. (I don't know why but that's what I'm guessing.)

Had mixed grill for lunch...but forgot all about my camera by the time the food arrived (I was starving), so no pics then, unfortunately.

So had a nice weekend generally. Wasn't really busy but wasn't totally unproductive either. Would wanna go down to Bridgend again. I haven't got the chance to go to the designer outlet, which I heard was quite good. Must go, must go!

P/S: Wales won the 6 Nations Rugby. So they must be hungover then. :P

No pain, no gain

My legs are wobbly right now (I practically had to cling onto the railing while coming down the stairs in the gym so that I won't roll all the way down)...and I can hardly type properly because my hands are shaking so much so that it's affecting how nimble my fingers are.

And I never thought that I'd see personal trainers from hell.

(OK, he's not as THAT bad...but he's definitely bad enough...but he makes it up with his looks so it's I guess it counters the cons out. OH MY GOD, I'm so vain!)

I was made to do 4kg weights on each hand...for 80 reps!!! I've never done that!!! (And I still can't believe that I actually did that.) Plus another 45 reps with 6kg weights and 1km on the rowing machine...and 1 mile on the bike.

I'm not kidding...it is DEFINITELY NOT easy.

(If anyone doesn't believe me, then go ahead and join a gym and TRY it yourself. Provided you don't usually do weights.)

Although I admit I said that I don't want bingo arms...but I don't want Popeye's either!!! (That would be so unattractive...especially on me when I'm already vertically AND horizontally challenged.)

I complain, he continues as if I said it's too easy for me. (But he is definitely a great distraction. Hey, but what's pain without a little gain then?)

Is my language THAT horrible?

Work has been shitty today...really shitty.

Not only did my dilution not go right, but my results didn't go exactly right either when my dilution was right. Spent the whole day doing loads of things without them going right.

Meaning? I have to do this all over again tomorrow. (And with limited stuff to work with plus being on procedure = big problem)

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Back to my language.

Someone at work commented that my language is bad. Not in the sense that I have a problem with my vocabulary, grammar or self-expression. It's just...not the kind of way a "lady" would be talking in.

But let's face it. Who talks like that anymore? Hardly, I think. Plus I'm so expressive, I usually need more than just good vocabulary to emphasize or prove my point.

Besides...I think words like crap, damn, shit, bloody, hell is not the worst one can get. You normally hear it in day-to-day conversation nowadays. And what's so horrible about that?

Plus, nobody else minds and I don't think it's a problem. Especially when you're talking about issues that concern you, and ONLY you. It's different if you use words like that to (openly) insult people with ill intentions, but that also depends on who's your subject and audience, isn't it?

SO?

The consequences of a kick-ass workout

...especially if you've not been working out for ages...

Is that you feel like your limbs are going to fall off anytime after that.

Wahlau...I can hardly walk up and down the stairs ok...never had it that bad since...since God knows when.

And I thought Pilates the other day was quite bad. I thought wrong...very wrong...

Need to get some water downstairs. *ouch*

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On a totally different note, I've been following the results of the election throughout yesterday.

It seems like BN's lost 5 states...something I've never heard of in the electoral history of Malaysia. How bad is it, huh?

I wonder what will happen now?