soft as jelly
feeling like jelly...last night followed carol for yoga... yes, the apartment building came up with some yoga classes.... so ok la, since i don't actually have any "formal" exercise, why not, and also i won't be doing it alone... so i signed up with her and we went... actually this is our 2nd class.... the first class was damn tiring, whole body started to ache and it WAS a workout.... but yesterday was a different kind of pain, it was over stretching pain.... just because i can bend, doesn't mean u can force me to bend... omg the instructor came up to me so many times and pushed my body to bend more in some weird positions!!!!.... and because of that, this is what i feel like - JELLY!
had sometime to chill at the KLCC putra train station, while i was sitting there waiting for time to pass and also waiting for andre, i was ppl watching (though sometimes i felt like knocking off to sleep!! i was still feeling like jelly)... i don't know but i feel that most of the ppl are the same kind, u wear your work clothes, suffer in high heels with heavy laptop bags and trying to be comfortable with the crowd, the wait and the standing.... then u see some who are not from work, who just seemed to be there either for shopping or just having a meet up with friends... i wouldn't know.. then u get a tiny bit of weird characters, weird dressing and "omg!" type of ppl, some with over makeup faces, over dressed ppl, or some just looked like they didn't bathe for 3 days or just got out from bed...
and of course u get to see those ever loving young couples (eugh!) then u see the working couples where one would wait at the station for the other, and when they meet.... sigh... then u have couples who comes to the station together and go back together... so nice la... but it sometimes does make my heart feel that "twang" abit... i understand and i know it's stupid to feel to shitty just because someone else is happy in their relationship or happy in their marriage...
so, there's loads of different and yet (somehow) same type of ppl, i guess it's all ok ... i mean u can't expect everyone to be all pretty and nice looking.. heck! even i wear over sized jeans and sneakers!!! (which reminds me i really need to get a nicely fitting pair of jeans)...
that's what i saw in KLCC train station today, and mind u, i was there for nearly an hr! hahahaha... just imagine how many hundreds of ppl i saw....
had sometime to chill at the KLCC putra train station, while i was sitting there waiting for time to pass and also waiting for andre, i was ppl watching (though sometimes i felt like knocking off to sleep!! i was still feeling like jelly)... i don't know but i feel that most of the ppl are the same kind, u wear your work clothes, suffer in high heels with heavy laptop bags and trying to be comfortable with the crowd, the wait and the standing.... then u see some who are not from work, who just seemed to be there either for shopping or just having a meet up with friends... i wouldn't know.. then u get a tiny bit of weird characters, weird dressing and "omg!" type of ppl, some with over makeup faces, over dressed ppl, or some just looked like they didn't bathe for 3 days or just got out from bed...
and of course u get to see those ever loving young couples (eugh!) then u see the working couples where one would wait at the station for the other, and when they meet.... sigh... then u have couples who comes to the station together and go back together... so nice la... but it sometimes does make my heart feel that "twang" abit... i understand and i know it's stupid to feel to shitty just because someone else is happy in their relationship or happy in their marriage...
so, there's loads of different and yet (somehow) same type of ppl, i guess it's all ok ... i mean u can't expect everyone to be all pretty and nice looking.. heck! even i wear over sized jeans and sneakers!!! (which reminds me i really need to get a nicely fitting pair of jeans)...
that's what i saw in KLCC train station today, and mind u, i was there for nearly an hr! hahahaha... just imagine how many hundreds of ppl i saw....
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