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Monday, December 26, 2005 [[come get some.]]


fuckin ipod. too many choices, take me 20 mins just to fill up a playlist of songs that are

a) nice to listen while running
b) haven't listened to in a while

fuckin traffic lights. slow down my timing of my 5 plus klick run just now. at least 6 red lights. in all took me 35 mins.

fuckin singaporeans think they own the damn pedestrian walkways. they never give way even when they hear you coming. and no i'm not just talking about assholes whose backs are to you, at least that's forgiveable that they really can't see you coming (even though i'm pretty god damned sure they HEARD me coming from my footsteps), it's the fuckin people who see you coming towards them facing you. you assholes go out with your family or your friends think you own the whole damn width of the walkway is it? fuck off idiots. learn some courtesy. those bastards force me to detour around them on the grass or rocky paths, tiring me further.

fuckin cyclists ought to be banned from cycling on the pathways too. *ring ring* your ass man. why must i give way to you? bicycles can be considered vehicles, in that case you should cycle on the shitty road asshole. and even if you're concerned about safety issues and wish to use the pathway, you should realise that priority should be given to real pedestrians on FOOT. one of these days i'll take a stick and thrust it into the spinning wheels to catch their spurs and watch them fly.

if for every footstep i took i could pound my problems away, i'll be running forever. if only i have the determination to apply to life, the same determination i have when i'm running half the course and wish to stop, but continue on.




then again, if it were so easy, there won't be anymore kick right? fuckin hell.


`donovan. |8:42 PM|