it was a good morning. Played tennis with James.Other than that, skipped lecture, and ate kebab for lunch with Mcflurry for desert.
last nite was so farni. talked to mummy on the phone and she was scolding me for getting injured in touch, she said, " I will let you go as far as running......(she is talking about letting her daughter play boy-like sports)but touch rugby is too rough! I still want you to have children(implying I will somehow have truama to my child-bearing organs) Go do something like paint your nails!!!!"
omg....I bet other running friend's mothers arent as extreme. So all these years, she must have painfully watch me run.
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