Today, I tried to go for a 30 minute run, and will continue to do so everyday throughout the week till my fitness increases. I plan to join the T.A, guaranteed job with decent pay. Running for so long and so far perpetuated pain, pain in places I didn't know could hurt. Lungs contracting, heart thumping as if to escape my ribcage... and the headaches, a profound electricity which traced a sordid path in between my temples, alternating so and so between the fibrous expanse of my brain. I don't exercise often, if not at all.
I'll also need to pick up another hobby, reading... downloaded M.Dot Strange's eBook, he's the guy who made We Are The Strange and Heart String Marionette which I'd kill to see.
Just worried that I spend too much time on the laptop doing little.
I also want to get more poetical. I shall exercise and sharpen my literacy to an artform so each pre-emptive statement as follows flows freely and beautifully. Heh, punctuation is already my b***h; I like the idea of canvassing what is on my mind and giving synopsis of the day in such a way, that I can paint over the mundane with a splash of lucid and refined description. Could be a bit pretentious and egotistical, romanticizing much about such little... so sue me.
M.Dot Strange's Heart String Marionette - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gMZYL6VIaVI
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You was reading a mere journal of some twisted, angsty teenager trying to live in a world that can't understand. Was reading the mindchild of the twisted reality of the such said teenager, and it did go downhill from here.
Fast forward 4 years and
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