it is scary how we get sucked into the unimportant and insignificant against the huge canvas of life. who really cares how one screwed up something somewhere somehow? i shouldn’t be saying this proper, but im almost about to exhale.. and though i’m really reluctant, i guess it is for the best.
i should be rushing to finish everything before sept hits, and yet i am just so drained out. maybe its the lack of fresh air, good runs and clean swims. i feel so unvitalized and like a pregnant elephant; awkward and ungainly.
but i’ve the sea & wakeboarding to look forward to this saturday, and king of the road this sunday! though im really not so sure abt the latter right now.. and ive got to wake up at the crack of dawn for these two activities. but yeah, im looking forward to the cleansing.