Running Running.. As Fast As I Can...
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Spent most part of Saturday at home watching anime, yes i am effectively morphing into a coach potato. BUT! I did manage to get myself to do some 2.4! Ha..
I'll be hyped up and focused on burning fats before the run, but when i start, i accumulate the urge to start slitting my throat with a pencil. Running 2.4km with a constipated face just somehow doesn't compliment me. Why the heck do i put myself through this vicious cycle, i don't know.
I had to pause and squat randomly on the way home cause my stomach was cranking up one me. Balls! I sat on the Polyclinic pavement pretending to make an important call to Sher so it felt less embarrassing.
After washing up and lazing at home i made my way to Amanda's house. We watched American Dreamz /hums in the background.. THE AMERICAN DREAMZ... DREAMZ WITH A Z..., like oh for crying out loud, the semi-porn Butterfly Effect 2 and some episodes of Friends.
Tried the machine that plucks hair there and my advice is to NOT use it! Painful shit!! It's kind of like threading but it's the extended pain package version. Youch! The hair doesn't just get plucked the first time, you have to run it over and over again until the device senses that its inflicted maximum pain on you. Let's just stick to waxing shall we?
--hadnothingbettertodoat --
5:37 pm
