Run Forest! Run!

i'm not dat great a runner realli..but i enjoy runnin..its fantastic when you have fresh blood pumpin up ur arteries while air rushes down ur lungs and aroun ur body, and the inner fires of the metabolism are stoked that drive the legs up and down, in and out, forward and back...it makes a man feel..so alive...more excitin than sex i feel it is and infinitely more scenery as well, not to mention no risk of catchin stds..

when u have a bad day as Daniel Powter sings, its great to run..it clears the mind and opens new perspectives to our horizon..it forces us to discard the dross n keep onli the essence of our problems that we then face n focus on solvin...and it takes our mind off the pain of our hearts n minds that we sometimes may be undergoin...

so it was when i ran for the New Blaance Real Run last weekend on Sentosa...the sand trail i tell u was more than i expected..truly gruellin and teeth-grindin..i was forced to take my mind of my temporary melancholy and focus on the run at hand...i had been wonderin bout friendship n the transcience of life on this little mud-ball called Earth..when would i be able to start a new term at university and i felt sad that all my closest frens had moved on while i was still stuck where i was...because of where we are in life, i felt that people stereotype us and choose our worthiness to be their frens...not my closest frens but others i noe..

well i guess the run helped mi break out of dat melancholy...a paradigmn shift happened in my mind...my turn will come as will all of us..n i will enjoy employin the skills i hav acquired as a wordsmith where i've been all this while on certain kinds of people in der university...like Darthsidious, the Revenge of the Sith is at hand..and also i noe that we learn who our true frens are in times of need n difficulty...havin had some of my frenships sifted in the my 2 odd years where i am, i noe who to keep n who to discard into the 'rubbish heap of history'..thank u Trotsky for that phrase...