Any sweat?

I've always been curious why I perspire much more than normal people.

Now that I've just finished a good run, I suddenly remembered my ever present concern over my excessive perspiration.

So I wiked it. And this is what I've found:

However, anxiety can
exacerbate the situation for many sufferers. A common complaint of patients is
that they get nervous because they sweat, then sweat more because they are
nervous.

Hyperhidrosis can either be generalized or localized to specific parts
of the body. Hands, feet, axillae, and the
groin area are among the most active regions of perspiration due to the
relatively high concentration of sweat glands; however, any part of the body may
be affected. Primary hyperhidrosis is found to start during adolescence or even
before, and interestingly, seems to be inherited as an autosomal
dominant genetic trait.

(Retrieved on 14/04/07 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyperthermia)

Exactly what I am going through. Especially the nervous part.

And the sad thing is, there is no cure for it, just treatment, and often the side effect of treatment is anhidrosis.

Given my rare talent of emitting so much heat when I work out, If I suffer the lack of sweat, I'll probably suffer from hyperthermia. So I guess I have to live with sweating.

Any sweat?

Alot alot of sweat.

At this point in time, I am still radiating heat. Haha.

Packing

I've got a splitting headache, I've no idea why I have such frequent headaches recently.

Thus, I've decided to pack my stuff instead of trying to make my head feel worse by cramming shitload of info into it.

One thing that still amazes me up till now is that, no matter how many 3 bins of junk I throw away/give away every few months, I still do not see my stuff decreasing when I don't buy anything.

But I did find 1 personal antique!
Brace yourself people......
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Presenting to you, my 1 and only ever console game.

The gameboy!!!!!

Still remember I was that cool kid in block with the Gameboy! Looking at it brings back nostalgic memories.
Haha... I think I'll just keep it so that I can show my kids what I play with when I was a little boy.

Fun fun fun...

I woke up feeling the sun's ray shining warmly on me.
With such a sunny weather it simply brightens up my day.

Happily I had my breakfast and got ready to meet Na to go to the beach!

As usual, we met at YCK mrt to take 76 all the way to East Coast Park. She lost her shades on the bus. But luckily it wasnt very expensive, but its alright, we can always buy another pair for her.

Had lunch at the "usual place" before we made our way to the beach. It was still bright and sunny while we were lunching. Upon our arrival, the sky became gloomy and gradually it started raining. So did my mood.

But at least we managed to take a pic of our footprints!

Big foot + Small foot = Happy Feet?

After that, we had a large Mochachino at Mc Cafe while I tried reading my Reason & Persuasion text while Na tried to do some cross stitching.

The sun never came back.



We made our way to the Cheesecake Cafe at 685 Siglap Road at about 5pm.

Just 1 word.
Mesmerising.

Part of the deco in the Cafe.

The ambience is very nice. Very romantic as well.
I dont usually enjoy cheese cakes alot, but the cheese cakes there are heavenly. We had a Peach Jelly Cheese cake and a Vanilla Chocolate Chip Cheese Cake.

Vanilla Chocolate Chip Cheese Cake.

After that, we made our way to Parkway Parade.
It has really been awhile since I've been there. If I remember correctly, the last time I've been there was when I was between 10 to 12? My uncle used to bring me there to play when I stayed over at his house at Pasir Ris then.

It has changed alot, very modern and it appears to have almost everything you need. Nice place to hang out in, think we've yet to finish exploring the place.

Ulcer behind my upper lip is disgustingly pain.
Something funny happened, I was eating a sour orange, so sour, that I swallowed the seed by mistake instead of the orange.

I foresee an orange tree growing out of my tummy!

Recollections

All of a sudden, while I was on my way to school.

I just had this feeling.

I miss my Charlie Plt 9 boys.


Guokai
Kim Guo
Stephen
Kum Siong
Rizuan
Khaliff
Rashidi

Joshua
Naz
Mizan
Hairul
Sara
Jeffery
Panny

Thoman
Ghan
Kang wei
Kenneth
James
Fazli
Iman
Arjuna
Wen Guang

Zee Keong
Asri
William
Nicholas
Kelvin
Kenny
Chandru
Jeremy
Firdaus

Looking back.

Its Pondering Time again, this time with the occasional munching of chips.

I've been looking back at my own past.

On the 29th Oct 1985, I was born. My name was given to me by my Aunt.
Kaiwei - Victorious and Impressive thats what it means.

Being the only child with both parents working, I was always under the care of my Maternal grandparents. Although I didnt take their surname, they still showered me with tons of tender loving care. Being the only grandson for 15 years was kind of a luxury!

I started my kindergarten at the local PAP kindergarten. I was topping my class until I was about Primary 4. After that I slowly went on a decline! Haha. I was also a Model student back in Hong Dao Primary, claiming 2 Model student of the year awards!

Took my PSLE and gotten an aggregate of 241, got into Ang Mo Kio Secondary School.
Wasnt a very sociable person I must say, was afraid of talking to girls up till about Sec 3. (And I've been in a mix school for like 8 years by then. If you dont count kindergarten.) Didnt play sports, cant kick a soccer ball or bounce a basketball for nuts sake. The only thing I was good at was badminton, sadly I've still retained my standard at it. (Its not good, I didnt improve.) I was all along an average student then, being consistently in the 29th-40th position in class.

The climax came during the 1st semester in Sec 2. I was last in class. Never had I occupied that position, I was so down and deflated. Somehow I managed to push myself beyond that, by the end of the year I was 21st in class. I still got to the "worst" sec 3 express class.

I didnt do quite well in Secondary 3 - 4 as well. I had a consistent B3 to A1 grades for most of my subjects, apart from A-maths which is usually an F. I gave up on it, I was absent for it during the O's. Gotten a prelim results of 20, I went to YJ for my 1st 3 months of JC life. Met this bunch of wonderful people that is from my orientation group, Aeneas. And of course not forgetting my wonderful Na! Life in YJ was full of adventure and excitment! I didnt attend school more than 1 month, most of the time I skipped school with 3 other people. Haha. Played pool, played pool and played more pool. =/ That year, my grandfather died from cancer.

After getting back the O's result, I headed to SRJC to carry on the rest of my JC life. Life there was okay, I've got this bunch of wonderful classmates and friends. Somehow by some weird stroke of luck, I became the President of IT Club, although I only joined the Club because my friend pulled me in. Wasnt that good in man management then, but I would still say I didnt do quite badly. Still had the same problem with Maths C, never passed it throughout J1. I promoted to J2 with grades like D,E,F.

Had changes made to our teachers. From 2 HODs, we were given 2 Subject heads. I didnt like Alex Lum, but Kwek was not too bad. Mr Kwek showed alot of patience in teaching the few of us that were CMI in maths. And with the introduction of Statistics, I've managed to pull off an AO pass in the Mid Year Exams. At prelims I've gotten an E for Maths and finally in the A's, I've gotten a B for it. So it was the end of JC.

Ended up in army as a chao recruit. Spent my first 4 months in Foxtrot Coy, Plt4. Didnt really keep in contact with friends I've made then. Was pretty excited that I managed to pass my IPPT at the end of it. Because I didnt pass it since P4. Haha.

Time to go beyond a recruit, I managed to make my way to OCS, a place which changed my life tremendously. A place where camaraderie was at its best. A place where guys, really bond together. Learnt alot from each other and from our instructors. At this place "The Gang" was forged. A really wonderful phase of my life.

Commissioned, went to 6SIR. Had a totally different perspective of life then. I finally saw people of different walks of life. I had to earn their respect and fast. Because my upper studys were gone in 24hours and my PS, Liao is only a week older than me in the Plt. I've changed some lives, and the feeling is great. Although this feeling didnt last long, it still made me a better man. Committed an error and life falls apart. "The Gang" further strengthened. ORDed.

Got a temp job at John Little. Had my first ever working experience. So happy that I can put that in my Resume. Learnt to handle tough customers and see the ugly side of many Singaporean shoppers.

GOT ADDICTED TO World Of Warcraft! Which is not a good thing.

Entered NUS, kind of loss there on the first day, but luckily I saw Zhongwei. Ever since, I've stuck to him like bees to honey for my first semester. My class was a wonderful lot. Friendly and nice. Became 21, time to grow up and worry about my future. Because I worry, I decided to change to Arts (Econs). I believe this is a great change, and it better be...

So now, its time for me to go do some revision for my coming test....

Signing off.

Kai.

What Irony.

"Ding Donggg..." my doorbell rang.

I opened the door and saw a man from the National Environment Agency.

He claimed he was here to check for possible breeding spots for mosquitoes and asked if I had any problems with mosquitoes at home. And told me of a Dengue case in my neighbourhood.

So I brought him around and he was quite pleased with the result.

Just as I was leading him out of the house, I felt an itch at my thigh and now that I'm touching/scratching my thigh, I realised it was a mosquito bite. =/

Pain

I am closing my eyes, sitting on the bed.
As I slowly let my mind wander, I start to ponder.
What is it I want, what are all these for?
Why do I feel this way, why do I weep to sleep?
Why the undue stress for my desire to ace?

While my mind slips into this wilderness,
I embrace this feeling with the aches on my body.
Shuddering in pain, my mind ceased to think,
Instead it questions my very existence.

No one knows what pain it brings,
Besides the convoy of pain himself.
He who brings pain, feels the pain.
Nothing I say can turn back time,
All I seek is a phoenix's cry.
To give back life to this body of mine.

I've thought I've outgrown it,
I've thought I've casted it aside.
But it still bugs me, day and night.
Clearly I have failed the task,
The mission to bring me back my life.