Just Dance.

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don't think just dance,

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Been too busy to blog nowadays, or rather im feeling sluggish. It's been the same old routine everyday, and I've gotten used to the motion now. My alarm clock will sound off at 720, then I'd hit the snooze button and just catch a few more minutes. I've been waking up at 7.55 these few days and it always spoil my mornings.

Gym, gym and more gym. I think Im gym crazed now. Im brainwashed, programmed to think that gym is good. Exercise creates an easier entree to dreamland, gives me a hotter physique and makes me feel better about myself.

Its tough to love a God whom you cant touch and see physically, but I will do it. =)

Passion Groove Life.