Walking Disaster

Hello people! 

This is my week three in college, and I find myself pretty much used to everything in here right now, except for one thing I don't think I can accept without groaning and moaning (get your mind out of the gutter) every single time till forever: walking.

I hate walking because my stamina is so weak. I never ever do sports in my entire life, apart from those compulsory school activities, which I often sneaked away without doing any of those exercises. I can hardly walk 1 kilometers without huffing and puffing. Walk, not even run. I cannot even walk decently and elegantly. No, I have to look like a limping penguin with extra small feet. 

The reason I so hate exercises I guess it's the sweating part. Yes, I know I should never ever grumble about my weigh problem now, since I brought it all by myself. 

Now that I'm in college, that basically indicates one thing: no more transport. I don't have my own car, and even if I did, I don't think I have the guts to drive in this city full of crazy, impulsive drivers. No offense (but the offense had been made, oops). That aside, the place I'm currently staying is about five minutes walk away from school, so that basically means that even I got a car, I can't drive to school. Walking is even faster than jamming in here, duh-uh. 

That leads us to my poor fate of walking. 

It's so frustrating to know that everyday I wake up there's tons of walking for me. To school, from class to class, cafeteria, outside of the school, mall (just sometimes for groceries), then back to hostel again. There's a lot of walking each day and it exhausted me and made me look like an eighty-year-old lady living in a body of a seventeen-year-old girl.

I keep telling myself each day that my stamina will eventually get better and therefore I'll finally walk without wanting to die so badly. I always feel like my feet will somewhat disconnect from my ankle and drop off while I crawl my way to school. Okay. That sounds a little bit disturbing. Ew.

But it's true that my feet always and always ache after a long walk to school or just climbing three flight of stairs to reach a particular classroom. That will be the moment where I started to feel nostalgic and miss my secondary school, where its compound's so tiny that we don't even have a place to hide if we want to ditch classes. Just saying. 

Walking from class to class is criminal. Why can't they just locate us in a classroom for the whole day so I won't risk damaging my feet walking from the third floor to the fifth floor then back to the third floor again? It's just so wrong. I mean, that arrangement seems to work pretty fine during my secondary school years though.

My feet started to have blisters and cuts all over because of that pair of damned shoes I wore before. Also the long distance walking thing did some particular damage to my feet. I know walking is good for my health and all, but for a person who hardly even like to walk for her entire life, it's torture to get up and walk with stuffs all over her (e.g. backpack, files, cellphones). Plus, not saying that I have great images before, but puffing and sweating like crazy after climbing just a few flight of stairs really downgraded how I perceive my image to the others.

Like I said before, I try to be positive about all these. Walking can burn calories (though constantly eating out makes totally no difference, if I haven't put up a couple kilograms) and I always have something to make up my day. 

For today, I have a cup of greatness.

I actually got this from my aunt quite a long time before but my family and I never really opened it and when I came to KL, my mom told me to bring this up and finish it. I totally ignored it until today, I finally had the mood to drink a cuppa tea. 

What took me by surprise was the color and the flavor. Though it wrote cranberry up there, I never really expected that the color was a shade of dark wine red. It tasted a bit sour and I don't think I should add in sugar but I did. I'm addicted to sweet drinks (I know, not healthy) and I don't really like anything sour without some sugar in it. 

But overall it felt really good to drink a cuppa sweet hot tea when it's so cold in my room while listening to Ed Sheeran. If it doesn't give me a warm and fuzzy feeling inside, I don't know what will. 

I guess that's basically all I have to say type today. I gotta quit right now and do some homework so I don't get left behind. It feels good to write in here again, God knows how boring my college life is, haha. Also, classes are really boring. But still, I gotta survive! And I will survive!!

Till next time people.

xx