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aiyoyo, just the fact that i post so much over the past few days would prolly let u have at least an inkling of how im feeling right now. which is bored.

just realised that my ballin mates have animal nicks.

there's bear, whose mum actually calls him that, and who does not, in any fathomable way, bear any semblance at all to the bellowing creature. himself being a bag of chopsticks, he'd alwas laugh at our tyres.

then there's worm, who got it plainly cos his chinese name is worm man. and who absolutely is not as thin or stringy as a worm.

if i were to go by any other name other den my own, i have no doubt wat its gonna be, besides all members of the bean family. its gotta be oink bloody oink pig.

i just totally loath running. and i have never experienced wat people coin as runners' high. supposedly, its a feeling of light-headed euphoria u derive after clockin a considerable amount of miles. just on this high alone, ur supposed to be able to go on as if u've just started out, only more fresh.

i say its all hogwash. prolly the light-headedness is just plain old giddiness. or maybe i haven't run long enough.

they're both not free to hoop, and hoops is just about the best way for me to keep my ballooning girth in check. dun think i can cut down too much on eating, so i do hope they find some time soon.