Pee in a Bottle

Just lost every fucking little thing i typed! %^$%@$#@^ Here i go again!

Went to the doctor's for a routine check-up earlier this week. Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with me seriously. I went to the clinic, innocently enough, and presented my ID to the nurse. The next moment, she shoved a small plastic bottle, no bigger than a nail polish bottle, into my hand and told me to pee into it.

*tIng shows a disgusted face.*

My god, how am i going to pee into such a small bottle? I don't have a penis! I cant aim! Seriously, if they expect me to pee into such a small hole, the least they could do is to give me a straw right?! *faints* Someone should invent a funnel like thingy for gals to pee into plastic bottle.

Somehow, i managed to get most of my pee into the bottle and not onto my hand. Don't ask me how. I don't want to go into details. *shakes head*

Anyway, everything came out alright except for a slight infection which the doctor prescribed me with some pills. *shrugs* Took a very looooooooong bus ride home since i was not in a hurry to go anywhere. I like long bus rides in the afternoon. I enjoy looking out of the window and let my mind wander freely and aimlessly. *lets out a sigh* Its not everyday when i can slow down my pace and just take in everything around me.

Reached my place around evening time.. The sky was bright and there was a slight breeze blowing through the air. I didn't want to waste the day so i changed into my jogging shoes and went for a quick jog around the neighbourhood.

I like jogging. I like feel the sweat flowing down my back and face. Every step i take forces more air out of me, making me feel as though i'm dying from it. With each breath i take, i feel the air filling my lungs and flowing into my blood. I hear my heartbeats. I feel my heart pounding so hard as though it might burst out of my body in any seconds. I feel.. ALIVE.

Its as though i have been too numb to feel alive. Being able to feel air in me once again wakes me from my death-like slumber. Emotionally i mean...

*tIng takes a deep breath.*

Just reached home from dinner with Stanley. Been kinda long since we last saw each other.. Its nice to meet up with my guy pals once in a while. I like it that i can be absolutely comfortable around them and not having to care about my image. I like being one of the boys too.. Occassionally of course..

Have a whole weekend ahead planned.. Work tomolo morning and in the afternoon, i'm going cycling with Emmelline, Yenny and Jerry. Its a part of my new "Forget-about-Ex-And-Move-On" program. In fact, i've already planned next weekend as well! *hurhur* I'm not going to sit around feeling sad and sorry that no one loves me. I allowed myself to mourn for my lost love for half a day and i moved on. No time to lose! Gotta go stuff before i die!

Plans for next month:
1) Jogging when not meeting friends for dinner
2) Cycling on Saturdays
3) Take up new French class
4) Take up Pilates class