Too Dazed To Think Of A Title

I've been stuffing my face with tons of tiger prawns this whole week. Mum went on tiger prawns spree at the wet market I suppose. So we've had prawns in sambal tumis, prawns in the mi bryani, prawns cooked in black pepper sauce, etc.

Did I tell you that this week seems to have been such a drag? It just feels so much longer than usual. It's killing me. And weekends with not much plans make it all worse. So bored. So lethargic. So crappy.

At least I get to hit the stadium just now. But it just doesn't feel right. The weather wasn't intense enough. I've had to run against strong winds and blazing sun before. But today happens to be the most anti-climax condition I'd ever been through. Doesn't help that I didn't see that many stadium regulars on the tracks today. Just a whole bunch of unfamiliar faces. Doesn't feel normal at all. Blahhh.

Seriously, why have I turned into such an emo-wrecked idiot this whole week??? A lot of things don't feel right at all. Why???