Ey have been waking up pretty early these days. Well in fact, eym frantically suffering from partial insomia, in my own term, that is. Normally ey dive into bed arnd 11pm (if eym home and nort obligated to party) and automatically wakes up arnd 4am and began to starve, mentally and physically. My tummy starts grumbling and boredom strikes, it was painful. Ey swear to god. Unimaginable and inevitably irresistable. So, with swifts of ungraceful motion, ey gobbled down watever is in the fridge. Eym so able to redeem satisfaction the moment my salivary amylase starts reacting with carbo and protein in my mouth and starts flushing thru my oesophagus, and soon a bloated stomach; experiencing a fulfilled sensation. Liquid chickens(eggs) has been kind to my tummy, always have and always will. LOVE!

At 6am, well, ey guess its hard to believe, eym hittting the tracks. Yes! Jogging! Eyll be all gear up in shorts, and dry-fit t-shirts, and jogging shoes, pluck on some music and there am ey. Running and running. Ey guess that nort smoking for a while makes an entire difference with regards to stamina, spped and agility. The family thinks that ey require major work out. Therefore, it has been scheduled in my time plan. Especially now that ey tend to forget stuff, causing major caos due to clashes due to the fact that ey keep stuff on power books there daes.

Well, routine is routine. Long term routine. Let's just say eym a small-town boy fresh out of college, and wanting to land in a job that millions will kill for. My brother thinks that my resume and cover letter is FULL and FOOL of crapped. He made me realised that there were countless errors front and back. Of course, ey disagreed at ferst. But after analyzing thorougly, deep-thought make me realized that it was sort of nort even close to mild impressive. ok crap.! eym ma re-do.

Ey have no idea why my mind is acting differently these daes. Ey always want to attain outcome that is close to distinctive perfection. If someting is nort right, eyll amend it. If someting is working fine, ey might want to break it, and then fix it. Ey wasnt sure if its a good thing or a bad thing. Well, guess ey just have to live with it.

Now that skewl is over, ey feels wrong. It felt the need to immediately turn off my PC and resume back to skewl work. PFFTS! Nah.. Ey just have to concentrate on saving money for my holidays.. By the way, ceremony is on the 21st May. Ey swear ey hate looking at my transcript..!

Ey guess ey shud stop now.!

Until then, as much as eym marching forward to the world's heartbeat, ey hate that every second is passing by.. oXoX!

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