Confessions of an Undisguised Drama Queen

Monday, May 30, 2005

The Marketplace

I feel like an exercise bunny.

I've been working out 3 times a week religiously, sometimes more. I think I will lose 2 kg in the next few weeks. NOT.

The only exercise I'm getting nowadays is the 15 min walk to and from the MRT station on Mon, Wed and Fri when I go to school for my French lessons. And of course, the occasional strolls around town when I'm up for another shopping fiesta.

I feel so unfit. From the 3 times a week, 3 hours per session, intensive squash trainings I had months ago, my life now is excessively sedentary. I've been planning to go jogging in the evenings but it's impossible to get out of the house once I get in. And there never seems to be the perfect time to jog. Too hot, too early, too late, too many cars....

Then I considered swimming.

But unlike many lucky dudes and dudettes, I do not live in a condominium which has a swimming pool just downstairs. There's the public pool - a 10 min walk away, but I've shunned them ever since a horrid incident that occurred to my friend when she was swimming at a public pool. Something to do with a hairy, fat, pervert who has problems keeping his trunks on. Eeww...

Then there's the pool at the club, but it's such a hassle to have to travel all the way just for a swim. Besides, I do not drive.

See, it's so incovenient to keep fit. Not my fault.

After another day of french lessons today, (which, as usual, left me spaced out at the end of the day - we were rushing to finish the chapters that are included in Wednesday's test!!) I was off to town to meet up with Theresa for some afternoon shopping.

We were later joined by Tresa for dinner at Marche to celebrate Theresa's VERY GOOD results. Dinner was palatable with all the fresh ingredients used. And I really like the concept of the open market place at Marche - the aroma from the cooking stimulates a hearty appetite!

It's a great enjoyment to be in their company. Other than being really wonderful friends who are fun to talk to and horse around with, their bickering are sometimes pretty entertaining to me too:

but then there are the times when it's not so entertaining anymore when they refuse to talk to each other and I get caught in the middle.

Of course it's never serious.
I would say it's their special way of communicating in their friendship =)

You see, at the end of the day, we're still smiling and good-humoured.

[Time of Confession] 12:22 AM
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