I Want A White Christmas

This is dumb...how come when I was so bogged down with exams, I keep reverting to all the online stuffz to do random nothing. Now that I have all the time in the world, nothing online entices me much. Well, other than watching GG and getting my hands on tv progs and movies to fill up my barren ipod.

I recalled searching a whole bunch of shops for Home Alone 1 and 2 VCDs. And it was at this particular period, coincidentally, of days when we are all in the celebratory mood, of days leading up to the upcoming festivities (particularly christmas and new year). I wasn't able to get my hands on any Macauly Culkins original which was kinda depressing coz I'd always anticipate for those movies to come on TV for everytime the christmas season arrives. A classic christmas movie I shall say and somehow the TV no longer shows 'em, probably for being outdated.

Anyhow, my bro eventually downloaded the two movies (forget all the other Home Alone sequels NOT starring MC, it's not half as good) and now I have them in my ipod and god knows how many times I've watched 'em, from January and throughout this whole year. Now that the christmas season is here, I do not need to go on a scavenger hunt anymore. Coz I already have them movies in my possesion and unfortunately, I think I've gotten so sick and tired of 'em. I guess now, I should be looking out for other worthwhile christmas movies, something as good as Home Alone. Christmas With The Kranks is not bad ayyy, and I actually have them in my video collection.

I have finally restarted my exercising regime and it hasn't been pleasant. Jogging on the pavement around my neighbourhood was so painful, I kept going on walking lapses for so many times. And the whole distance barely covered two kilometres. And when I took it to the stadium after the warm up, five rounds were horribly impossible. All it took was for me to not exercise for just a few months and that's it, I'm a goner. Bleahhhh. Coz of all that, my whole body's aching and I do have half a mind to give up. Yeah, like put on more weight and take out all the oversize wears which I had set aside as keepsakes, so that I can wear them already. Hah!

Damn the weighing scale. The past three years must have been the worse relapse I'll ever put myself through (not that I'd wanna do it again!). A total of TEN KILOS?! I am sooperrr nuts! So I lost thirty kg only to pile back on a ten. I should have lost another ten and I would have been a sixty by now. Arggghhhh. HOW AM I GONNA SURVIVE THE WORKING WORLD? Damn they should make TAF compulsory for life. At least all those mockery and discrimination and unsubtle underlying criticism (even though it sucks big time) got me to work my ass off. Duhhhh. Now back to square one. I hope I can finally learn how to swim and cycle (gasp! yeah I'm turning 21 and I still don't know how to cycle a two wheel bike) so that it won't have to be boring jogging forever.

That aside, I finally cleaned my room, updated my jogtunes, extorted some money (lol!), etc etc. Till then, I wanna win $600,000 and lose ten kg. Double PHWOAR!

And by the way, it's my dad's birthday today! Hehe.