Pre-work out: Meh. Post-work out: KILL ME NOW.

Just got back from the gym. I definitely feel like shit now. Everything is so sore and it's barely an hour ago. And my jumper's knee acted up again. It's like God is trying to tell me "Hate you too, lol. :3" FML.

That aside, will definitely be getting one of these. Yessir.

I really have got to stop smoking. Like, really stop. Since I'm home for the break, I've been smoking a lot less (Once a day, give or take). It still doesn't change the fact that, break or not, I've been smoking. I'm not a heavy smoker, but I wanted to cough my lungs out when I was jogging just an hour ago. If that isn't a sign teabagging me, I don't know what is.

Empty cigarette packs are also a sign, apparently. Yes, I've officially ran out of tobacco. THE WORLD IS GOING TO END.

It's not easy to get cigarettes in Thailand. Well, not as easy as Malaysia. It's everywhere in Malaysia. And they don't sell Mild Seven here in Thailand.

Did I mention I'm Thai? Whoops. Should've mentioned that.

Fun fact about Thailand:

It's easy to get cigarettes when you're in a tourist zone (non-religious attractions, pubs, ladyboy bars. You name it). But outside... As in... You know where people actually live and work instead of party? Yeah, that. There's nowhere else you can get them aside from 7-11's. The smoke ban here is pretty bad.

All this smoke talk makes me want a strong fag, so I'll move on.

I went to the bookstore after that. I was eyeing Jasper Fforde's Shades of Grey, but it became obvious to me that they ran out. [Insert RAGE here]. I was determined to get something anyway, so I got Terry Pratchett's Unseen Academicals. Been reading it on my way back. If I decide I still liked it after I finished it, maybe I'll give it a review.