Kim

Do you ever wake up in a bad mood just for no reason? Today morning was one of those days. Plus, I woke up earlier than usual, but was too down to even be annoyed. I just lay wide eyed in bed. Now I'm back full circle.

I've literally spent all day stripping wallpaper in my uncles new house, along with some painting. I found it to be quite therapeutic, the repetition was soothing and keeping busy occupied my mind. I got a take away out of it in the end, which is all good. The other day, I helped dispose of an old kitchen for a different uncle, it was fun playing around in all that waste, and I prefer the more practical work.

The day started even weirder, I actually went to mosque today for the first time in yonks! A very tactical move, had to play it clever. I was sat there and my mind started to drift and I thought about what other people from Uni would be doing at that exact same moment, and how different our lives are. What the little trip also confirmed is that I am in no fit state for the month of fasting ahead. It all kicks off on Wednesday/Thursday and I can't really avoid it any longer, I'm kind of dreading it. Plus, because it's fallen on Summer, the days (sunrise to sunset) are proper long, something ridiculous like 3am-9pm. That's like 18 hour fasts! Wowzers. I'm hungry just thinking about it.

Moreover, along with the fasting, it's kind of important to go to mosque everyday after opening your fast, which lasts like 2 hours in itself. I went today for like 20 minutes and my legs were killing, how the hell am I going to manage 2 hours everyday? After busting my ankle up a couple of times a few years back, I can't sit like I'm supposed to without it causing damage, but that doesn't seem to matter to anybody. Obviously, I will try my best to get out of mosque duties, but it all depends on how gay my dad is feeling.

Don't get me wrong though, I like the whole idea of fasting, we are very spoilt and live in excess, especially at a time like this where hundreds of people are dying in Pakistan due to the flooding, it brings it all home; it's quite sobering really.

For a while now, I've been looking at the park opposite my house and thinking 'tomorrow I'll go for a run', knowing full well it's not going to happen. This is where my running partners would come in handy, oh how I miss them boys. I've also recently been having this urge to draw, it has been a while, but I can't seem to find any subject matter that I like.

Thought/Quote/Lyric of the day...
I miss you the most, even though you cause me the most pain.

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I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU
Oh my god, I love you..

You were supposed to love me
NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED!
BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEEEEEED!!