jogging just for macs
this morning was just bad):
i had to wake up at 7.00-.-
cos apparently its labour (is tt how u spell it?) day
and i am forced by my dad to go jog with him-.-
gosh...
i died waking up this morning
but the thing was
my dad used macs to bribe
and thus
i was literally running after my macs
and i got it
and i know i'm dying
not just of guilt for eating macs
btw, you know i havent eaten ice cream for 2 months i think
and also dying cos now i'm sweating like shit
and studying for geog
and i have tuition later
great
and cos now i'm going nuts...
(:


ashleigh


there's no light to break up the dark