After two weeks of procrastination, I eventually went back to the gym. Do arms and chest since it seems its getting atrophied from not being pumped. 
Gym’s not so crowded. Good. Cardio, bench press… concentration curl… etc. etc. etc. Done. Felt so good.
HAPPY 7 MONTHS MY LOVE! 21-Sept-04 23:56
A proud grin. 4 minutes before hitting twelve, the love of my life sent me the above sms message.
Yes.
7 months of fun, laughter, joy.
7 months of tears, pining for each other’s presence and each other’s warm kisses and hugs.
7 months of love.
7 months since I’ve known this person. A good dancer and singer, beautiful, intelligent, romantic, oftentimes mushy, but nevertheless, one who makes me feel happy even if we’re miles away.
Happy 7 months my dear.
Seems a rather busy day today. The workshop that I conducted with my teamleaders was rather draining and in fact, we only finished two areas out of four. But what the heck, this morning, my boss called me and told me that I’ve been included in the newly formed tech group that I’ve been raring to be part of for days and days and days and now this, straight from the horse’s mouth. A god(?) send!
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