Monday 22nd December

Today I break my rule of a new post on the Friday, because the flaming enter button was playing up on that other post, and I couldn't be bothered to work out what it was.
It is indeed Monday! And it's now 11.50pm.
Work is definately slowing down, it was the first 10am start since the second week I started here. Will probably get fired soon, but I'm not too bothered really, it'd be nice to chill out.
I wanted to make up for my shockingly lazy day yesterday, so when I got home I planned on going out for a run. Well, when I got back in Ben (the landlady's son) and his girlfriend, and brother, and Michelle and Ken (the irish couple) were all going out to drink and do kareoke. I got invited, but I was desperate to run, so I had to politefully decline. I'm gonna try and hang with them this weekend, if possible.
Anyway, once that Motley Crue left, I changed into shorts and hooked my mp3 player into a pouch I made from Tubigrip, which I fixed to my upper left arm.
Then I actually managed to jog/run all the way to Maroubra beach, about two kilometres. I was dead chuffed, I've never managed to consistently keep up a fast pace for long.
When I got to the beach, I took off my shoes and socks, sat down in front of the waves and looked at the stars.
On the way back, it hit me - to everybody else, I was a jogger.
A jogger. Something I strived never to be, haha. The reason whenever I've gone running previously, I've always worn combats. But no, today I was a jogger. Nevermind, I'm happy, I'm aching all over. And I was reminded of the joys of stretching and warming up, when I got to the beach my legs were like "Tom! You fool! You should've stretched, we hurt!"
I said "Silence muscles, I own you. You will feel no pain while attached to me!"
But they are stubborn muscles, they continue to ache. I shall punish them soon, with more running.
And as I'm in healthy mode, when I got home I showered and ate three mangoes. Mangoes! They're delicious. And delightfully messy. And a good excuse to use a knife.
I also ate the remainder of the crisps, and some of the chocolate from yesterday. But that was just to get rid of it, I cannot just let food remain untouched. If it's there, it's going to be eaten, whether I want to or not.
But once it's finished, I'll try my darndest not to replace it.
Anyway folks, I shall leave you now. I might have an early night. I probably won't, but hey, at least I'm not lying to you.
Speak soon. Stay true to yourself.

"He looked down, at the outcrops jutting from the smooth wall. The wind pushed him towards the edge, but he resisted, instead letting his thoughts get blown away into the distance.
His gaze returned to the horizon. The shimmering expanse of water covered his view, falling away into the sky. Size was nothing to this vast ocean, nothing could remain great when surrounded by endless waves.
Somehow he knew, deep within himself, that his answers could be found on the other side. And he also knew that someday, he would reach that side, and find true happiness." (Excerpt from a story.)


Tuesday, late.
Not gonna write anything, just heard a good quote.
And then another.
Funnily enough, in the same film...
Could quote many, many more, but there are just too many.

"That's what a ship is, you know. It's not just a keel and a hull and a deck and sails, that's what a ship needs. But what a ship is... what the Black Pearl really is... is Freedom."
"Bring me that horizon..."
(Captain Jack Sparrow)