KJ and the New 2010

Im particularly feeling low... First the gym had changed all their machines and equipments. After more than two years of being a member, when I already have planned how to end this forced existence by using their old machines, it has hit me of course... I wasnt impressed to just walked in there to discover that they have connived against me....

Thinking to just make the most of the situation as I feel like stuffed turkey from those sinful Xmas foods I have swallowed anyway... I pretended to be interested with those new machines they have provided. Then big buff black guy asked if we could take turns in that machine I was using. Big buff black guy was so big that he could be provided with his very own postcode. He looked like that big black guy in that "Green Mile" movie. I was afraid of him so I just said YES. Gym was stuffed with those things we call humans anyway and it'll look good as well that I have a massive friend, no one can bully me then...

Then I woke up early today... I thought my appointment in the hospital would be @ 9am. I just arrived in there when I discovered that it should have been 1130am... It's 2010 and Im still a retard! So I headed to McDonalds. It was boring as there was no interesting human I could scrutinize... Oh, there was an old woman in there wearing spandex (perhaps she was from LA Fitness next door)... but I really could not be bothered to take interest with her character so I just played with my phone.

Then @ 1130am I had my steroids injections... It was a new doctor that dealt with me today. I think I was robbed coz usually I get 6 injections, but today I only had 2. Perhaps because I stressed how painful those last injections were... But she bribed my friendship with freebieee creams so I think that was just ok. Im shallow anyway.

Then I told my A that I'd rather be in the mall than stay in our apartment to deviate my retarded mind off the pain.
The pain makes me feel no worth in this world.
I feel cursed...
I feel abused...
I feel no sense of hope...

Then I saw a tiny, blurry glimpse of hope when I discovered those sales in House of Fraser. And while feeling the pain I bought Tommy Hil shirts. Who needs pain killers when you can shop?

Other items I spent on today:

• HP6 DVD
• stuffs from Body Shop
• GAP shirt
• return plane ticket Germany-UK

Kris Jasper.