I feel optimistic, and happy even though my listed weekend homework spills out of the daily column in the organizer. Because hollyhoque released a super chio new collection; I didn't get caught for not doing my tutorials because i didn't have math lessons AT ALL THIS WEEK :D; I met Felicia Chin at cold storage with weilin & bravo annies who ran after her while I cowered at the fruit juices compartments; melted cheese binges with wooytie and my classmates at LJS; because laulau is back at school and I get to witness a certain bio teacher's extreme affection for my male classmate. What reason is there not to be happy?

OH YES THERE IS: Interval training. I haven't been flushed like this for a whole year already and even when I run thinking that I'm going to trip and fall on my face and every step continually whacks at my pathetic lung capacity, I still make under 2 minutes on the clock but my bloody heart rate is ONLY 136 wtfwtf. I got my head pounding and muscle aches to look forward to and I still miss the 142 training rate?!?!

Maybe my heart is like naturally calm or something. smiles smugly at everyone with palpitating hearts and sweaty palms

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