Each and everyday I tell myself,” Alex, you look here. There are so many things that you know you want to blog about. So, do it!”

Each and every night, I sit down on my chair, look and stare at my pc, play a bit of Neopets, and decide to go to bed.

Where’s the friggin’ motivation?

Seriously, I think about the days of young. When I used to dash up Bukit Timah Hill wearing 5kg leg weights, in the hope that my unorthodox training might help me to improve in basketball. When I used to head on down to the gym 2 times a day, everyday, in the hope that I might be able to sculpt my body to look more like a Narcissist. When I used to check every Tom, Dick and Harry’s website, in the hope that I might share a view or something, to comment and say hey, that’s what I thought too!

I wonder where the Alex of young is.