Finally, finally, my internet connection is up and running...

Talk about running, I hate running.
Hmm, maybe hate is too strong a word?
Okay.
Let me try again:
Talk about runnning, I dislike running,

Or how about:
Talk about running, I don't take to running,

Better yet:
Talk about running, I am aversed to running.

Hahaha, that's me and metafictional writing. I like to go a bit cuckoo once in a while,
but hey I really hate/dislike/don't take to/am aversed to running.
There's something about running that seems to further highlight and bold the fact that we are forever going against the currents.
Maybe that's because I don't get the "runner's high"
Aha! Blame it on my genes,
to me, running is covering distance,
and it does feel as meaningless as that sounds.

So that's that. Cross-country is on CNY, and yes I am so excited about covering distance on CNY! Yay... ... what a great ang bao, it is going to be so fun.

Trying to practise some optimism here, so don't give me that look.


Nothing thrills me more than to speak to you,
Thank you Jolene.