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Sunday, December 14, 2008

Incapacitated-yes,that's how i feel now

If you're wondering what the title is about,let me tell you this- i never lie when i am in a bad mood.And yes,i am in a bad mood now.A very bad mood so dont provoke me.Anyway, let me just get straight to the point so you dont need to ask so much,about why the title is so odd today.Because i am not joking-i really am paralysed,after what i did yesterday:swimming for a whole 2 hours plus plus,jogging the bedok reservoir and then NO pocari.Tell me, how do you survive when you exercise so much and then you do not get a drop of pocari? Especially when i completed one round, then i was running, running, thinking why today's jog was so extremely long and why there is no sign of my dad. Normally i complete 5km in 25 minutes or less but today, when i glanced at my watch it was like, 55 minutes and i was like, what???????????????????????????????????????
Actually, it was what the ****. Is that what you're thinking of now? ****? Haha, gotcha!!! I was really thinking of hell for the ****. Not like what you were thinking just now. Anyway, i sort of remembered my dad telling me to meet at 'the shed' where we started.But there was no shed anywhere.No shed!!!!!Ahhhhh!!! And then i saw it, and i saw my dad sitting there, sipping on a pocari,and he was like, "i won!!!!" And i was like, "what??? I was in front of you just now! I was leading all the way!" And then we both realised one thing-i had overshot! And then i felt my knees grow weak as they gave way. I had run like, 10km? That was crazy. I hadnt even realised it until now. And now, i was certain i was dead. All i could do was reach out my hand for the pocari and he was like,"oops, i finished it all," with a sheepish chuckle. That was not funny. At least not funny enough to be laughed at.I was angry, but too tired to protest. So i dragged myself to the carpark and collapsed onto the seat,then we went home. I wasnt even sure how i made it home.Anyway,my legs are still sore and i am stuck at the com typing this. I cant move, and i am sure i will be stuck here until someone calls 999. Someone,help!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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