at 10am i felt like a hippopotomus.

at 10pm i felt like superwoman.

yes, exercise can do wonders. in fact, all you need is.....endorphins!!! (okay, m.y. choy, love also) ran to the stadium from home and had kickboxing for forty-five minutes. i pretended i was angelina jolie; ha. i think i must not let the momentum lag for even a day. to continue with my everlasting downsizing project, i must will myself to wake up before the sun's too hot rays blast the earth and get myself out to run or swim before going to give tuition. met my beautiful brenda friend for coffee at junction eight, the meeting place up north; we shared a carrot cake and i had moroccan mint latte. actually i wanted just tea, not latte but then due to the fault, a major discovery was made - moroccan mint latte is a great drink to have when one is missing christmas. it tastes like christmas for sure. coffee talk was about whether rjc would make junction eight feel more intellectual and hip; on matrimonial unions of fellow mates; of things that happen in the machine in the sky. i think i cannot do without such friends. a part of my history, of my present and definately, a big part of my future. much as it is not spoken, we are very dependent on friends somewhat for how we grow and get along in the word. for sure!