Thursday, February 15, 2007

I'm waiting for her to come. Anyway, today I was looking forward to training quite a bit, then the rain came to spoil the party. My hamstrings are really suan. Like whenIwalkitfeelssuan kind of suan.
She came and left already!
So anyway, we sat there and pooled all our V-day chocolates to eat :D Doing(!) was giving out the Zips before I arrived so I didn't get any ): I feel bloody unfit from not training during the competitions period and just generally quite deflated.

Does your stomach flip too? Mine does. Once I almost blacked out but now I think maybe it is a vestigial response to something like shock and fulfillment combined :). But then it probably doesn't, so, babble on dear, babble on.

Without adult supervision, I would probably have developed a taste for inedible things. Maybe eating Lego or something (Even though now you CAN. They have these nutrition-less fruit-flavoured Legos!). Doing that adds no value to my life at all, or maybe subtracts from the sum total of my Sanity. Maybe, also, this repressed desire for the indigestible, unattainable, has somehow managed to manifest itself in tragedy. Oh, I cannot claim the gift of prophecy. I never know how anything will happen, and I confess that I clutch on to every twist in the plot, unravelling it so I can pick out every line in my favour that tallies with the story I've written for myself.
Reach for the poison instead!

The mutual gesture is not always the symmetrical answer.

In this age of Consumerism, I am the Consumer and the Consumed.

- another mirror stare/ and she's going where?
by @ 7:27 PM