finally went for my long-awaited run yesterday, although the tropical storm kinda hindered my plans a little. i think i was over ambitious with expecting to jog 10 rounds, but i went close enough. 2 inner-lane rounds for warm up (which i think started too fast, and reminded me of my arthritis on rainy days). stretching for 15 mins and to slow back down my heart beat (it was only 2 rounds!!). then....6-outer lane rounds although i wanted to do 8, but it started drizzling on my 5th. in the end, the drizzling turned out to be nothing, so i did more stretching, and my splits. seems like over-stretching didn't help prevent muscle aches, because my legs have been aching since i got home from school yesterday. ouch.

i feel like i'm always missing out on something.

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i really ought to be self disciplined.time is running out. i am aware of that, my mind has contantly imagined myself working hard and studying hard to score well in the exams, but i think i've been thinking so hard about it, that my mind is tired out and can't carry out the task in reality. i know i want to, but just when will it start?

as i stared out the window today, i observed two groups of people crossing the pedestrian crossing ahead of me. one, a middle-aged domestic helper pushing a wheelchair-bound elderly (probably her employer's parent), and from the other direction, a caucasian woman pushing a pram with a toddler in it. as many probably would have thought of before, that growing old is almost the same as growing younger. it conjured up a video i just watched a few months back - The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. benjamin was born old, and grew up younger each day. while his physical body was growing younger, his mind however developed like a normal infant's. being curious, inquisitive, learning new things everyday, then getting dementia as he grew back into a child. the point is, there are so many similarities between the young and the old. like how you would need someone to take care of infants and elderly, whether you take care of them yourself, or whether you hire someone else to do that job. and then there's always the option of abandonment, once the mature adult is unable to care for more than themselves, the rest is regarded as a burden. and then there's not having the ability to walk, thus needing the wheelchair to allow both to be easily moved around. babies start without teeth, the old lose their teeth to and go back to the days when they haven't had them yet. the ability to think, and speak. one haven't learnt or would not have the capability to learn any speech yet, while the other loses the capability to think or form words as the mind shrinks. most babies are born without much hair, and the old rarely part the world with a full, think mane of hair. the list may be never ending, but if you think about it, perhaps nature behaves this way, allowing us to leave the earth in a similar  form that we entered it, thus we age and change accordingly. but due to irreversibly processes that occur in between, adulthood is also a force of nature, we develop into whatever we are for the objective of allowing the population to continue. but that shall be another topic for another day. perhaps it's another theory where we grow to be simlar to our starting life, so that when we pass on, there is the possibility of reincarnation. perhaps that's where the idea came from. growing old shortens the process in which we turn back into babies.

enough rambling.