Didn't plan to blog..
but then again.
nah. whatever.

anyway, jogging was real bad.
I stopped like practically after every half a round.
keep telling myself to run on.
i kept hitting myself in the chest, telling myself to break my limits.
none worked.

fuck.
im damn frustrated now.

i need motivation.

i want to achieve something.

i want to do something productive.

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK

BYE.