Just keep running, just keep running..

And that was what I did just now. Talk about the power of will. I pushed myself to run just that extra bit and go on, and on, and on.. Until I realised, gosh it's 6 p.m. already, so I stopped and got off......... the treadmill. This wonderful piece of machine which made me run and expend energy to increase my metabolic rate, burning off those cursed layers of ADIPOSE tissue under my tummy. URGH! This is why I'm SO looking forward to National Service. 3 good months of training and I should look fit XP ( from what I heard, the first month is spent marching and training, the trainees spend the rest of the period eating, sleeping, getting brainwashed and making friends. Sounds fun )

Speaking of which, walking does do you good. Besides from the benefits I mentioned earlier, walking improves your memory since it helps deliver more blood and oxygen to your brain. Major boon for exam people like me. It burns off excess fat, stresses heart and body muscles to work harder and thus, help develop lean muscle. Lean muscle is GOOD. More muscle mass = more calorie needed to burn = more fat lost = slimmer body. Obviously, for someone like me, walking is certainly something worth doing. Oh, it increases the level of dopamine too, which is the feel-good hormone, so it's no wonder if people generally feel happier after exercising. Wee.. So start walking ya'all.

School was the usual today. Classmates doing all sorts of preparations for upcoming mock exam, which is in two weeks. Tension is high. Kiasu-ism syndrome spreads. I too, had to grind my nose in books and keep doing revision. 75 days to go. SPM looms.

I wonder if I can keep up my running regime till then. XP

This would be an ongoing project..

After browsing through Nichol aka mini Tiger aka Rawr's blog, I feel inspired to create something of my own. This blog would be an ongoing project, one which I hope I'd hold on dearly to and won't ditch halfway. I'll try my best to make it work, and HOPEFULLY, earn some revenue from this in the future like those pro bloggers.

This would be..

1. My project ( courtesy of Nic. Thank you. )

2. My safe haven, place where I spill my dirty, poisonous, potentially addictive propaganda.

3. Just a place to hang out.

I chose Hakka Boy as the title because it aptly describes me in one word. Lol. There was no need to squeeze my brain juice to search for names. I simply brainstormed and miraculously, this word ( along with an almost too familiar tune in the background ) cropped up in my mind. Thus, HakkaBoi de blog is born.

Why Hakka boy though? It signifies me, as an individual. I'm a Hopoh Hakka, who live with Hakka heritage, Hakka way of life ( a bit tainted with Western cultures though ), speak Hakka, eat Hakka food, and ultimately, who is trying to grow up in this wonderful nation we call Malaysia while preserving a sense of individualism and down-to-Earth outlook on life (it'll be a bit hard I fear)

Nevertheless, I'll try. Lol thanks for all your support.