Up and running
...finally, I'm almost well! Managed to go for short runs over the past two days... which feels so refreshing after being cooped up in my piggy stye of a room for so long. Yesterday was especially nice, because I was running at my favourite time, just before dinner! There's always something about running at six plus- the anticipation of a cool shower, than a nice hot dinner (well, that didn't exactly materialize) after that. Wanting to get away from all the cars, I took a detour to the track... and I met Judy! Decided to run an extra 5 rounds with her, so nice to talk and run with all the breeze. And I met Lynn on the way back too!
I love the NUS track, it's always so nice and breezy in the evenings... except I rarely go there because it's quite slack running round and round. Sometimes, I see fellow runners around... familiar faces running round the campus, round the track, and I'm tempted to call out and say 'Heya do you run often?' ... but well, I don't want to embarrass myself.
You want to know what I think? Here goes -
If you tell me to do this, I'LL DO THAT.
If you tell me to go this way, I'LL GO THAT WAY.
If you tell me to not to wear short skirts, I'll wear my skirts 5 inches above my knees if it so pleases me.
If you tell me that I'm too skinny, I say it's because you're too fat yourself.
If you tell to go exercise, diet, lose weight together, I'll say I'd rather be fat.
If you tell me I can do everything, I say it's because I'm not like you.
You did tell me I couldn't do it, so I made sure I did it.
(but not for you, for myself and my dearest friend.)
If you try to tell me what's good for me, I say, 'Who the hell are you to say?'
If you try to force an opinion out of me, I say, 'It's none of your business'.
If you try to say you care, I say I don't give a shit.
If you say you're doing this for me, I say I do not need your help.
If you say I'm rich, I say, 'Who are you to say?'
If you say you're like me, I say I've never been so undeservedly insulted in my life.
Now, if you say I sound so b*itchy, I say, 'Hey I complete agree with you for once!...but that's only because you're such a pain.'
I love the NUS track, it's always so nice and breezy in the evenings... except I rarely go there because it's quite slack running round and round. Sometimes, I see fellow runners around... familiar faces running round the campus, round the track, and I'm tempted to call out and say 'Heya do you run often?' ... but well, I don't want to embarrass myself.
You want to know what I think? Here goes -
If you tell me to do this, I'LL DO THAT.
If you tell me to go this way, I'LL GO THAT WAY.
If you tell me to not to wear short skirts, I'll wear my skirts 5 inches above my knees if it so pleases me.
If you tell me that I'm too skinny, I say it's because you're too fat yourself.
If you tell to go exercise, diet, lose weight together, I'll say I'd rather be fat.
If you tell me I can do everything, I say it's because I'm not like you.
You did tell me I couldn't do it, so I made sure I did it.
(but not for you, for myself and my dearest friend.)
If you try to tell me what's good for me, I say, 'Who the hell are you to say?'
If you try to force an opinion out of me, I say, 'It's none of your business'.
If you try to say you care, I say I don't give a shit.
If you say you're doing this for me, I say I do not need your help.
If you say I'm rich, I say, 'Who are you to say?'
If you say you're like me, I say I've never been so undeservedly insulted in my life.
Now, if you say I sound so b*itchy, I say, 'Hey I complete agree with you for once!...but that's only because you're such a pain.'
Chengwei looked out at 12:26 am
2 Comments:
haha you sound really "rebellious" - like that:) good to hear that you're getting well and you know what, you can buy some really cheap hangers from our over-priced george's market
cheng! *waves! great to see u! i ran round the sch the other day, the slope at pgp was horrible!! grr..
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