a hundred and twelve

If I could have my own way, I'd cycle to school everyday.

I don't think people know this, but I like to plan. For anything, really. Plan what I'm going to do for the day, for the week, the month. Plan what I'm going to draw, plan what blogskin I'm going to do next, plan an event. I like the idea of having a schedule (I wonder what that says about me). I may not write it all down, and I may not have a proper journal or calendar book, but I definetly plan everything I want to do inside my head. A little chaos in control, that way.

I also like to walk around a lot. I try to go up and down the stairs in school whenever I can, and avoid using the lift. Some people think I do it to lose weight or get fit, but really I just like the excercise. I think it's because I used to be so active as a kid. I can't run around as much anymore, so I walk. I like that ache you get in your legs at the end. It reminds me that my legs have been used the way it's supposed to, that I'm fulfilling its purpose. It's a nice feeling. I don't know if it makes sense to anyone else.

I also like the smell of the wet market.
Yeah, I don't suppose that one makes sense to you, either.