Running...

Yeah, I was actually running today.
For real.

Not just jogging in an un-even pace, mostly on my right side, with my arms along the side, a tomato-red face and a breathing that could wake up a dead person.
Ergo, not like I normally run.

I actually RAN.
(on the treadmill)
For 45 min I was on, doing intervals of running and walking. Of course I felt bored in the first 5 min, like I normally do, but since I didn't go the gym alone this time, it felt better, and I actually stayed on for 45 min.

At some point, I started feeling a bit different, it was like everyone who likes running (who by the way are completely retarded) keeps telling me; you feel relaxed and all you think about is actually the sound of yourself breathing.

It felt a bit weird. Only for like 10 min though, but still, I felt it. I still hate running, g-d yes, but I think I can bare it a bit more. I felt different.

And that's what life is about. Yeah, here we go again - another "meaning of life" statement. It's about feeling things. And when you get a bit older, like I am *lol*, you realise that feeling everyday things aren't as amazing anymore, so when a new feeling (or a long-lost one) comes along, you feel so...wonderful. Yeah, that's probably the right word for it.

Like the Kelly Clarkson concert I was at the other day (this Monday actually). Unfortunately there was this guy Sean Kingston (yeah, apparently his famous or something *lol*) performing before her. Out of ALL the possible entertainers they could have picked for the pop/rock star, not (yet) "sexified" by the disgusting managers of the world, with an amazing voice Kelly Clarkson, they chose SEAN KINGSTON who sings about hot girls who he would like to ****. Seriously, I doub that Kelly chose him herself. Mandy Moore was there, pretty average if you ask me, but still, it was a good pre-thing, because they kinnda go together. And no, not because they're both girls, but because the whole package is just more similar.

I just don't get why this big f-t (I'm sorry, I know I am too, but when I dislike someone I tend to complain about everything that's different about them) false-singing, bad-dressed, way-too-confident dude, sings about that girls in that demeaning way. He even had a song that went "I kissed your sister last night" (to his girlfriend). For g-ds sake.

Why is it that only ugly GUYS are allowed to get beautiful GIRLS? HÄH? It's just SHIT. The only movie ever made on an "ugly girl" meeting a "beautiful guy" is that movie..um.. what's it called again. Anyway, it's so bad that I don't even remember the title. OK, whatever, it's just that the girl turns out to be a SWAN at the end of the movie once she gets some make-up on in the end.

And YEAH, it's true, any sh-thead can mistake a person for being "beautiful" if they just put enough layers of make-up on. But for g-ds sake, not EVERYONE are sh-theads. (Well most of them are).

I'm not really pissed off, but it's just annoying that people care that much about looks. Even guys here in the Hall keep saying that even _I_ am beautiful/gorgeous/amazing/whatever. I don't GET IT. First of all, I'm not. Second of all, why would I APPRECIATE people calling me that? If a friend of mine says that she thinks I look nice that night, sure, it doesn't really make my day or something, but I don't hate her for it. But when guys say it to you and I don't know, they just say it for the sake of it or whatever, it just ANNOYS me. How about anyone giving you a REAL compliment like "You're a nice girl" or "You're cool" or "You're alright, Josephine", like they USED to say.

*haha* Maybe I just turned into a bitch or something.