when we become emotional, we limit our expression and lose ourselves
Posted by Ly Truong at 12:44 amhard man....i'm aching at the moment. my arse is prolly limiting me from walking properly at the moment. today, i've never felt so much pain in a workout ever. i reckon i've been through a good cycle of emotions and feelings today ay. i woke up tired and sleepy, getting to uni got me into a soulful mood listening to some buble and babyface but the ride there was frustrating as hell, bloody morning traffic, i'm suprised to hear morning radio blasting out of commuters radios tho, i don't think i'ld be able to stand hearing over-caffeinated idiots blabbing on about politics and insanely interesting topics like the most outrageous way to mistakenly pronouce a word...yeah
hahaha but getting to uni i felt a slight bit of worry after discovering and coming to reality the load of work i need to get through before the end of year exams. i felt a sense of completion and ending after re-checking over all my chemistry pracs and cellular molecular biology pracs and a sense of achievement and joyfulness followed while helping out the other boys with theirs.
hungry was probably what i felt next but i'm usually always hungry, i just never really notice it unless i'm starving. satisfaction was felt when that first bite of chicken burger entered my stomach and regret was felt when the last chip was swallowed when my conscious reminded me to never eat that much again.
hahaha, gym left me the most pain i've ever endured in any workout, as said earlier, and i've never felt soo sick ever while sober. looking into the mirror when i turned yellow was pretty cool for a bit until i wanted to throw up the mushed potato and bread in my gut. man, the gatorade bondy gave me made me feel relieved as when the cold sugary substance cooled me down and replenished my glycogen stores. made me feel a million times better, ur a mad dude bondy. '
but yeah, this can go on for years i reckon, the main thing is now i guess and i feel...enlightened...i'm not sure if that's the word for it but i'm feeling blessed ay. that feeling is still lasting ay. i wonder what it is but yeah man, i just had to tell someone. i've already told nick but i want people to read this and feel it ay. it's like...the feeling of walking through a forest lined with beautiful green trees and plants, birds whistling, animals doing their business on a happy sunfilled afternoon but your walking on a path of nails and shards of glass and fireants. by the time you reach the end of the path your dissapointed that such a beautiful thing can have faults but you notice that you have no cuts nor injuries to your feet. it's a bit weird and i thought of it on the spot so it drags but i hope u feel me. hahahahaa.
like...sometimes bad things just aren't always that bad ay. they are there to remind you that nothings always perfect but if you just live it out, its
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