Friday, August 26, 2005

**First Time**

Woke up at 6am Thai time (7am M'sian time) just to jog.

No, seriously. I went jogging.

Went with Joy. Had to drag her outta bed, but not in the literal sense.

Jogging is fun. Except now my legs are starting to hurt.

But I love the pain nonetheless. Call me masochistic.

I enjoy bruises (blue-black), aching pains like the ones you get when you suffer from fever, muscle fatigue, and other "non-sharp, cutting-like" pains. I hate the pain you get from cuts and gashes.

Don't know why really. It just feels good. Especially bruises, which I can never get, no matter how much I mutilate myself. Yes, I practice self-mutilation in moderation. In fact, even less than moderate. Weird, huh? It's like I'm thick-skinned or something.

My time's running out. I HATE THIS FRIGGIN LIMITED INTERNET TIME when it is applied on me. On others, it's great.

So anyway, I'm happy here. Classes begin on Monday. I fear that this temporary enjoyment is shorter than I expected. One word sends chills down my spine: Assignments.

I bet you guys know all about it, right? It's not the most fun thing to do. Actually, I assume isn't fun. AT ALL.

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?dael had a question at 11:21 AM