Thats my favourite number this year. With decimal points and all. One of the wishes this year is to complete the marathon. The second one was to to complete it in 5 hours, beating my last timing. Well, only one was achieved. So its not bad enough, considering I didnt train for it due to some mysterious allergy Ill get randomly if i were to train for it. Well its not just about completing a marathon. A lot of things is involved, which firstly, is to achieve something in this miserable life of mine. I want to do something that Im proud of and something that i can go "hey, ive done this before" To many, completing a marathon is nothing, but to someone unfit and huge and clumsy, its a damn feat worth getting a myocardial infarct for. Muscles and joints aching now, cant do much. Anw thanks to those who helped in some ways or another. So freaking tired. Right now all I want is for the ICU party to be a success. Me acting as cinderella doesnt sound promising at all, haiz.
