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Wednesday, April 11, 2007
oh my gosh, i am like aching all over, and its not even from pe or anything.. my shoulders feel like very sore, because of a very weird sleeping position last night/this morning, which put my arms up instead of down.. but anyways, heres a nice compensation: i dreamt of harry potter this morning! hahahah. it was a different version of him, i guess.. slightly more modernised and less englishfied.. btw, the last book is not going to have any quidditch match.. oh, dang.. *pouts* i kinda wanted to feel the exhileration and the wind in my face and all.. even though i must say it does make sense lah, what with the war and all.. 27 JULY. (it is the 27th, isnt it?)
anyways, i feel old physically even though im like technically like not even halfway through the human lifespan.. my left bicep (?) probably still has some lactic acid swimming around somewhere.. you know, my everything is wrong.. my this is wrong, my that is wrong, and itll take hours to correct everything.. yesyes even the basics.. back down to standing correctly and all. and the worse thing is, i have no stamina.. rarghrargh, and no time.. barely more than a week left guys.. okay fine who am i to say, everything else sounds so much better.. i feel like im the weakest link or something you know? you know you know? ill feel terrible you know, if.. *thinks the unthinkable* sighsigh, what am i going to do about this inconvenient instrument of mine.. maybe i shouldnt say that.. okay lah, bernstein was worse okay.. you know what he called the bass.. he called it ungainly.. omg, ungainly?!? yes, its not like the most graceful thing on earth.. but ungainly is a bit too much right.. :( anyways, back to me feeling old and everything.. this morning i tried to run for the bell (i did make it by the way :)) and my feet felt positively leaden.. plod plod plod went my feet.. i think all my muscles have atrophied.. along with my brain cells and everything else.. yes, even my fat cells.. even they have degenerated into some lower form of cell rargh.. super dont wanna do pe tomorrow lah.. even though its not so bad already.. we're doing softball..
today on the bus i saw this guy reading a book just the way i used to read books.. it was kind of a bittersweet sort of moment, cos i mean like yay, but then i dont do that anymore.. not the reading on the bus, lack of practise has made my eyes go wonky.. not the very nearly laughing out loud and the smiles at jokes that nobody else on the bus are in onto.. not the nearly total immersion in the other world, not caring about the rest of the world except perhaps, an awareness of the passing bus stops.. i have this book which ive been lugging about in my bag and taking up alot of space for about a week now.. but somehow the thought of delving back into those words seems kinda daunting.. i have a good mind to just return it without even reading it.. rahh..
i think i should stop making excuses heh.. oh yes and put procrastination on the list too..
11:21 pm
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
