A Pleasant Visit to The Market!!
發表於 : 週二 1月 05, 2010 8:21 pmAfter working 24 consecutive hrs, I dropped dead in bed. Waking up in the afternoon about 2 o’clock, I felt sluggish. The whole world had nothing intriguing, motivating, or worth doing. Half an hour passed, I poke my head out of the trapping blanket and made my mind to go for a jogging.
Supposedly, exercise refreshed people. Unfortunately, jogging alone disgusted me somehow. It was cold outside and jogging made my butt chill even more. I thought I might need some motivation. Running to the market to buy my dinner hit my mind and It also turned out to be a better idea. I was desperate for a place full of people even though I didn’t know them at all. The market had some changes since the last time I visited it. A lot of part time young female workers wore heavy makeup selling pancakes. Their fake eye slashes did budge at all in the freezing wind. Wiping off the sweat from their heads, they got some soot on their well crafted faces. Helping doing dumplings, a girl had some vegetable invading her clothes and fairly permed hair. The other one turned around and a Mickey Mouse just revolved into my vision below her waist. Of course engines shouted, exhaust fumes choked people and policemen happily wrote tickets to drivers and riders of illegimate behaviors. The life of the market was so vivid and definitely not as dumb as I remembered.
Supposedly, exercise refreshed people. Unfortunately, jogging alone disgusted me somehow. It was cold outside and jogging made my butt chill even more. I thought I might need some motivation. Running to the market to buy my dinner hit my mind and It also turned out to be a better idea. I was desperate for a place full of people even though I didn’t know them at all. The market had some changes since the last time I visited it. A lot of part time young female workers wore heavy makeup selling pancakes. Their fake eye slashes did budge at all in the freezing wind. Wiping off the sweat from their heads, they got some soot on their well crafted faces. Helping doing dumplings, a girl had some vegetable invading her clothes and fairly permed hair. The other one turned around and a Mickey Mouse just revolved into my vision below her waist. Of course engines shouted, exhaust fumes choked people and policemen happily wrote tickets to drivers and riders of illegimate behaviors. The life of the market was so vivid and definitely not as dumb as I remembered.
