Nye nye...

Hungry.........

And i bet you started dreaming of food after that line, right?

Ok. ok. I'll quit talking about food.

It's 2.27am precisely and i'm not sleepy.

Since everyone has started calling me fatso, i started doing some vigourous exercises and i guess i hurt myself big time, every inch of my muscles hurt. My kneecaps hurts. My cells hurt. My arms hurt. My eyes hurt. Ok, ok, i know. You got the point. I'm getting out of hands.

It's such a torture wearing my glasses all day long. It's like putting a huge heavy blob on my face, only this blob helps me to see better. It's so uncomfortable. I am counting the days to get my lenses back on.

I'm so unmotivated with my job hunting. I'm still not in that serious mode yet...sigh! It's such a torture to go through this again. The thought of going for an interview itself repulses me.