The stars died so that you could be here today

2014. So much hope for the future.  I haven't been keeping to improving my running. The past two days has seen me reverting to a pig like state: eat, sleep, wake up, eat, sit around, eat, sleep. I can't seem to find motivation to move my lazy butt out of my bed in the morning. Running in the afternoon isn't a problem, but mornings seem to be the bane of my life. Somehow, I'm going to need to adjust my body clock to a few months ago where I managed to sleep earlier and wake up earlier. Progressively sleeping earlier.. I think.  01/01/2013 [1/365], & so we bade farewell to a year fraught with tears.   02/01/2013 [2/365],  The kindergarten years.   03/01/2013 [3/365],  Chilli to burn your stomach. 04/01/2013 [4/365],  First book of 2013.  "This is for you," he said, holding one of the parts out to the monk. "It’s for your generosity to the pilgrims." "But this payment goes well beyond my generosity," t...

Watched The Avengers. Not your run-of-the-mill action flick. Fun film that I'd watch again. And I just found out there was a second credits scene. The hell. Missed it... D: That being said, Cobie Smulders shouldn't return for another Avengers film. She's just not cool . Scarlett Johansson looks like a secret agent. Jeremy Renner looks like a marksman. Cobie Smulders? She looks like Robin Sherbatsky, newscaster. What's the point of going on a trip when everybody's so fucking unhappy about everything? And now suddenly it's my job to make it right. Right. I don't dig this gig. So tired from reading Mornings in Jenin. Finished it in two days. It's a great book, though I can't help but feel that it's entirely biased against Israel. Tragedy, saga, drama, heartbreaking. But I don't think I fully comprehend the novel. I loathe it when I get to the draggy narrative parts of novels and in my impatience I just gloss over words. Got to slow my eyes ...

"He felt the ground shake beneath his feet. Then a blast threw him into the air. He landed on his back, but couldn't sit up. His body felt heavy. He knew his face was scorched. The voices died down in his head until he was completely deaf. His left arm, he realised, was badly burnt. He looked at it and saw a mass of flesh and blood. His hand and half his forearm were missing, but it barely hurt. He understood how useless it would be to stand up and run. The sky became red with fire. A moment later he felt someone grab him by the neck, trying to make him sit up. It was Andia. her face was filled with horror. She was crying and shouting, although he didnt hear her. he told her that he loved her, that it was going to be all right, and his words echoed in his chest as in an empty boxy. Andia pressed her face to hsi chest and hugged him as if she were trying to keep him from going over the edge of an abyss. Then Santiago San Roman no longer felt anything." Sigh, sad sad beauti...