Well, yesterday was an ok day, finally settling down into the mugging mode. It is kind of hard to think of the pros barely after we all have just finished our CAs. I still don't feel like studying.

Also, i have decided to embark on the most uninspiring journey of downing a few packs of protein powder. Why? Because these remnants of my BMT are expiring and i cannot let a few hundred bucks worth of powder go to waste, thus i will be having them for lunch and dinner. URGH. It doesn't taste so bad but can you imagine not eating anything else but that? I am not going to be silly and down packet by packet. One packet is supposed to last me one day, cos i don't want to grow fat. It works scarily so i intend to use it as a meal replacement powder. I can't afford to gain more weight as my activity level has gone down since starting to mug.

Anyway, soccer news now. Parma beat Sevilla 1-0 to enter the UEFA quarterfinals. It is absolutely amazing since its form in the league is dismal. Relegation woes i would say.

Running at the SRC in the evening is a humbling experience. Not about my running. That I concede is one of my weak points. I feel highly intimidated and also highly inspired. One should never ever rest on one's laurels, for another mountain is always higher than thou. I feel extremely fat and extremely flabby. I can be a posterboy for fat is fuck.

I have embarked on something that i hope will bring some fruitful rewards. Not tangible material rewards, but peace of mind. And i hope that this will last for another decade or so. Not the rewards but the project that i have made up my mind to start. I plan what i want to do every 5 years and then achieve my goals. This is a new 5 year plan for me.

Tried to talk some sense into an idiot sometimes ago. It failed miserably. Imagine an extremely obnoxious person whom the entire school detests. Guess what did he say. " The problem lies not with me, They are the ones having a problem. I can't find any fault with myself. " BULLSHIT.


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