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Monday, March 09, 2009

Turning minutes into hours.
Saturday,

Since the day before, i decided to start my inspiration on sketch book and pencil. I might start introducing more passions and interests in my life, i foresee more goals in life to be fulfilled. I got into a pissy mood because someone thinks i'm living off them, this issue has been going on and off so much that it frustrates me every now and then.
A 2 hour nap, i was granted a free pass to give gym a miss if i were too lazy. However, i managed to squeeze a 40mins session at night, off to meet Kalai for dinner. Settled for Pastamania with fantasies and ketchup.







Sunday,
Lesson 6, our tango is getting more seductive with the leg movements. Before class, i was running around checking prices of multivitamins and fish oils. I didn't have time for myself to slow down and take a look at mannequins displayed at the windows. Thai Express-ed to satisfy our hunger pangs. After a fulfilling meal, Rina and i carried the weight, supporting the arching back, it certainly looks like the real deal, beautiful mummies.
My mission of the day was to get the Cod Liver Oil by hook or by crook, otherwise, my PT would not be happy, mission accomplished after wrecking 4 shops.

Monday,
Work.
The mall was cold and ghostly, i had to change my position every now and then to stop myself from dozing off, even spinning bubbles doesn't help. A quick workout at gym after work, i would never underestimate the torture elliptical machines bring again. Now, i'm a sick and sore woman, heat from inside, terribly aching muscles on my legs. Disgusting smelling fish oils makes me queasy. I need tender loving care.


And i dream in shades that only can be, the colours of you and me, i think we both know what that means.