In a quest to live well and more vigorously healthy lifestyles, I decided to have a new resolution, and learn from experiences of some people i read in the internet to walk the step, taking the stair instead of taking the elevator to my office which happens to be on the six floor.
Well only six floors, it cannot be that bad.
First floor, still walking fast and ever smiling to the student greetings salam.
Second floor, walked slowly but tried to look serious, so student would not greet me with their salam.
Third floor, walked even slowly and no longer smiling and legs are starting to get tired.
Fourth floor, stopped for a while for fresh air and tired legs gets a little agitated and starting to feel pain on the join.
Fifth floor sharp pain starting to effect the lung and felt like air is not moving, also starting to have tingling sensation around the chest area and sweat are starting to flow like rivers.
Six floor barely made it for the last stair, and the lung suddenly exploded and release enormous amount of toxic carbon dioxide with a slight relieve and some smile on the face because I finally made it.
Then walked fast to the room, switched on the aircond full blast, with face facing exactly at the aircond duct for extra oxygen, opened up a new pack of cigarettes and huff and puff like there is no tomorrow.
Lit another cigarette and look myself in the mirror and was amazed that my face looks a little bit paler than usual as if just got back from a 3 hours facial wash, with no dark pigmentation.
Quickly took picture of a pink of health, glowly healthy looking face (but will not share pictures here, because i look like a rape victim at the same time)
Then
Walked out the room,
took the elevator,
went to the cafeteria,
ordered a cup of ice Nescafe, and a cup of hot one
went to the elevator,
pressed no 6
went to the office,
sat on the office chair,
drank the whole cup of ice Nescafe in a single sip
lit a ciggy
looked at myself on the mirror
and quickly make changes and amended the new short term and impromptu resolution and swear to myself, I will never, ever, ever fucking walk the stair ever again.
Yes, I am hopeless. No need to answer the question.
hik
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Ahh...so here you are rupanya. The writer remains the same. Puas google sana sini. By the way F or D, It is still YOU dahling!!!!!
Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir & Batin.
next time just call the cafeteria to send u the drinks mkay! easier...
and tell him/hr to use the stairs instead (bluff him/her that the lift is out of order)
ehehee
Abg Bear takkan pilih senam yg memenatkan macam tu... lebih baik senaman yg enjoy lerrr... macam bawak kengkawan gi padang volley ball pas tu main netball... boleh??
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