Freedom to Fart!

Jus gt back frm a run or rather a jog, 627 am nw, waiting for my sweat to dry before i hit e showers...Mum roused me outta bed for e show n it ended at 510am , was then contemplating whether to go for a run n since i felt more awake than ever, i decided to go for a adrenaline boost. Did a slow n steady 5km plus jog since din wanna jolt my knee out of its reverie too much, it muz still be slumbering in e inertia mode it has been stuck in for tis past one wk. I figure tt e sluggishness i've been down with this wk may hv been in no small part due to e hiatus i took frm running...cuz for e first time tis wk, i feel more fresh n alert than b4. But, nt tt much of an endorphin high cuz din run but jogged instead but gt my endorphin fix jus tt it din peak to a high. Eh, freedom to fart...cuz e pros of running in e wee hrs of e morn means one can fart as loud n as freq as one likes n nobody will be there to gif a damn...hoho...n somehow running seems to induce farting cuz I made quite a no of rude noises during e course of my jog, haha...i'm tickled...self amusement is cheap n convenient entertainment, everyone shud take a leaf frm my bk.. haha..

Satisfied, nonetheless. Eh, some of my frens hv told me to blog abt tt scandalous SID interview..actually, nt much to say animore, after giving a negative reply to tt qn (which seriously feel is rhetorical), think tt's e last i'll be hearin frm them, heard one has to clear 5 rounds b4 getting accepted into their.... ooh so elite n secretive ranks...hope they dun do a blogger search n find me here, u nvr noe wad they're up to, haha...n eh, I dreamt tt i was getting married 2 days ago, it was a nitemare actually, i think Meiya's running away frm her wedding in e 9pm show made a sorta belated impression on me, haha, thinking abt e dream nw, i seriously think tt it's hilarious...it was so vivid, so many conflicts gg on within me, nvr had a dream felt more real. I rem he was abt to slip e ring on my finger n i was staring at him aghast, horror struck by e fact tt i was gg to marry him n an inner voice screamed.." I'm nt gonna ged hitched to a NERD!!!" Eh, dun ask me who tt 'he' is cuz i jus rem him as a nerd in my dream, no impression wadsoever n def nobody i noe frm reality. Haz...n jus as we were gonna exchange our vows n make undying pledges of devotion n love, i woke up....Gosh.... tt saved me..

"I've decided I will not get married in the future. Thou shalt be wedded to thou art." Gt tis frm e bk of my fave author...pretty inspiring, yeah...e thing nw is wad art? Pespiration's pretty much become teeny grains of salt on my bod, time for some water splashing...