The Damned Month

this week i decided to get up off my ass and start working out. i went to a spinning class which was great but at the same time so fucking tiring i got jelly legs. when i did get up off the damn thing i almost blacked out. apparently thats normal for someone that doesnt excersise. anyways i was left with aching thighs and a throbbing head. everytime i walked i got the wiggly leg, u know when one leg just bends outta the blue for a split second and u end up looking like a goof. anyways not a good look and totally catches u off guard!!! i cant remember the last time i worked out....because i absolutely hate it. its so mind numbing, i actually feel like my brain cells are slowly dying while my body moves in repetitive manner. i think for the first time in my life, i know what being dumb feels like.

anyways, i decided to jog on the hills today over looking the sea and while i was there, wind in my hair and everything, i just realised its february. and

february = valentine's day = bad luck in eman's world. 

so let me briefly explain that the month of feb is totally cursed. ive never spent it with anyone because:

1) they broke up with me in january ( fucking great timing!!) 

2) i seem to get together with men in march. 

seriously, those  have been my break up and hook up months for years. i dont know why. anyways so this year, just like any other year, the boy that i have a strange relationship with decides to ignore me in january and tell me that there's someone else in feb. im not upset or anything, theres a mutual understanding there. but anyways, the point is it happened in feb, the damned month. so while i was breaking a sweat and gasping for breath going up the hill, i realised that i have never been with anyone for a full year because of february. 

i think they should get rid of the month of doom. scrap it off the calender. its useless. its so fucking stupid it doesnt even know whether it should go on for 28 days or 29 days. what an idiot.