Strawberries. Kiwi. Mangoes.

It's ten minutes to 3 in the morning.
An hour early of Gwen Stefani's 4 in the morning song.
I am akin to that song. It's just keep playing in my head.
Though at times the lines are corny and through the song, the Paris Hilton alike voice just gets really annoying. Though I have to admit in the video she looks awesomely hot.
But her arse seems kind of flat. As compared to Jessica Biel.
*
Enough talk about Hollywood.
I ought to be sleeping. Tomorrow will be a full day exercise. Cardio, cardio and just more cardio I guess. Argh crap. Tomorrow I will be forced to run after 12345678 days of not running. I can certainly sprint fast but long distance runs aren't suited for me.
Simply because I have a erm... stamina deficiency. Tsk.
Come tomorrow I will have fresh long red marks.
A pre - thanks to skipping. Here's proof of previous "skip marks".

Mummy said I should stop abusing myself. Ahaha.

*

Anyhow, past few days have been hectic.

Wednesday was shopping spree at Johor.

Thursday was tea session at NTU / NIE which was then followed by lunch at SIM and the whole day spent slacking at Ngee Ann Poly's library.

Friday was grocery shopping with mummy.

And saturday was "bird war", Kenduri and Vivo with hoN.

I'll explain more about the "bird war" in later entries.

I looked like a cross between an SAF officer and Spartan warrior trying to persuade that huge pigeon out of my brother's room.

Believe me. It took me and Abg Nor an estimated 2 hours to do so.

*

Till then. I am hitting the sack.

Laters dollybirds.