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Thursday, December 01, 2005

i learnt that...

9:11 PM
a few days back, when i had too much free time, abt 4 hours of sleep, excess fats (okay, so they are still there haha), and no sense (that hasn't changed either..) i made a decision to cycle to nus to pick up my dance notes which i had left behind in hall, and i needed them for dance class the next day. i learnt...

1. the cycling route to uni is NOT the same as the route that mummy and daddy take. it is bloody scary to try and manouver between lanes, close your eyes and pray very hard that there is no car behind you. ohgod. what wasi thinking??

2. that it is NOT worth getting happy when encountering a downhill. why? it'll just turn into a ^$%**& uphill when you ride back up.

3. that it is also NOT worth getting grouchy and groany and moany and whiny at an uphill. why? because it'll become a downhill and then i can zooooom. yay wheee.

4. roads which appear seemingly straight are in truth just masquerading as straight roads. they are @$^*)% uphills! even though the uphill may be slight, its a KILLER to cycle up one of those when you feel as if your legs are going to give way on you.

5. my ass hurt. ouch. it hurt to bloody sit down. if i had balls, they'd hurt like crap too. thank god i don't.

6. it is good to tell your parents that you've gone cycling. if you don't come back in 2 hours they will call and call and you get a shock everytime your phone rings.

7. water is good. take it along with you. what were you thinking dumbassss.

i don't know how males cycle. isn't it fucking painful? i feel pain. don't you? and guys have more reason to feel pain yes? the seat of the bicycle isn't the most comfortable thing to sit on. these cycle manufacturers should put some comfy soft cushion on seats i swear, why hasn't anyone done that? and isn't it harmful for males to...overcycle? i wonder of too much pressure applied to sensitive areas can cause serious and permanent damage. maybe they should make cycling into a purely female sport, on the grounds that its -ahem- harmful to men and in the long run, it hinders the reproduction facility of men. that can have disastrous effects on birthrates! -gasp- but really, how do men take part in triathalons? do they limp for a while after the race and apologise to their wives or girlfriends because,well, it's just too painful? haaahahhaa.

okay it's not funny.



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