where did saturday go to? a cloudy concoction is all i can remember - i think there was lots of talk, oh yeah and lots of M.Y. Choy too. [my most favourite thing in the world to have] ha that i like. and the favourite char siew rice and sitting very comfortably next to the mannequin sipping processed drinks in millenia walk.no didn't run yesterday, didn't swim either. today the rain is nice for sleeping. it will definately stop before before six because i have a compulsory run to accomplish. i recall the overhigh i got on friday and i am hungry for it. run run run run run. woohoo! also to do mother's errand and make some birthday cards. shall i then, start on tolstoy's 'war and peace' finally?

and so i look back at it all. and i'm wondering why it turned out this way. and i'm thinking wow, and i'm thinking sigh. and i'm thinking good for them. and i'm thinking how detached i am from it all on the outside but yearning on the inside. then i think, maybe it's not that important after all. i've had what i've had, i'll have what i'll have and like i said before, it's all a bittersweet symphony. and i could mope about it but that's not mine to have. i live in my head too much so the gates are often shut.

i'll guess i'll have a run, pleasethankyouverymuch.