Sunday, January 28, 2007

Path of torture

Yes indeed. I walked the path that few take. (reminds me of English literature, Form 5, haha....)

Carrot juice at dinner +
5 banana after dinner +
jogging with ankle weights
= ?

A smelly business.
A disaster when you not near a toilet (or a bush, depends on where you are or rather, what time period you are from.. hehe)
Hell, when you are in a civilised country with many people around and toilet are nowhere in sight.

For those who know the place, it is from SRC NTU to Jurong West sports complex. That will be known to me as path of torture from now on..

It is another test of mental (and bowel) strength.
It is a battle between temptation and sanity
It is a ultimate test of civilisation
It is
.
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(and the list goes on :P)

Well, I made it back thru self-hypnotize..

'I am nothing
'
'since I am nothing, I cannot feel anything'

Ah well, enough of it already. Hope there will not be a third experience for me