I don't understand my chronic problem with SLIP. I know the stuff, and yet I don't take action to diet and exercise.
That is my personal crusade Sarah. Heck I revisit this model back again:
Instead of the middle path I have to be an X Factor. I got to push my boundary. I also need to subscribe to Relentless 13. I have to be a mean mutha fucka to make my Vision into reality.
I have to be damn pissed at my situation. Well Tim Grover has 13 championship rings to prove. I have to be relentless too.
I am mad as hell and I can't take it anymore.
I am pissed at Chedet, I am pissed at the Malays, I am pissed at Els and I am pissed at myself.
I cannot be a Mr Nice Guy. I have to be a dickhead to be a Cleaner. A Shokunin Kurina.
I draw my swords today.
Fuck... I am a Samurai and I am a true warrior. My credo is Shinu Kikai O Motomo. I will fight my inner demons:
FUCK THE REST!!! This is my final battle. A battle within.
I must DO!
All I need is discipline, persistence and consistency. That I can DO! DO! DO!
WTF! 20 years had passed and I still grappling with the same old SLIP.
Thinking won't cut it. DON'T THINK, JUST DO!
Mark 8:36
God damn! I am so pissed.
Fine I embrace my dark side:
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From now on it's UP THE IRONS and SWORD 9, Taylor Swift. I will read Relentless over and over again. FUCK! I might as well order the hard copy.
The book including shipping is RM66.90. My bank balance is RM277.70 Now tell me if that is not a wake up call.
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That should be enough...
Now if you can excuse me, I have to attend to some house chores.
FUCK EVERYBODY!!! Today I become the Beast.
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