but on the happier side,
hello wakil lompat tinggi ;D
i'll be the next Blanka Vlasic, people.
JOKE.i don't even jump anywhere like that.
today was a bittersweet day. i'm thankful for having classmates like Shazni who can sing to Lez Zeppelin's Stairway To Heaven; GuyEon who conteng-ed in a form1 girl's notebook right before she came in looking for it and let me eat some of his KFC chicken; Naveen for proving that he can do high jump really well; BoonAun for his gay rabbit face that i now can do as well.
no, this is not it
7:15 a.m. saw the happier side of me until 3:40 p.m. its been quite a while or not HAHA xD since i cried in public. i really don't like people asking me 'eh apesal nangis?' and things like that. naturally, i will only cry more. and i think i cried straight for an hour. my eyes are completely sore and dry now but someone apparently liked my lepas-nangis face.
engkau pelik doh.
tapi tak sepelik aku.
:)
i apologize to anyone else who felt bad for making me tear! :P
7. i want to get medal for marathoooooon!
i've started jogging since December, and for an unbelievably lazy person like ME, to get these thunder thighs up and out of the house AND RUNNING... is one bloody big deal okeh? and the longest i can go without stopping is 20 minutes. eee suckah
i wrote that in one of my unpublished posts last month. many and not so many know that i'm no where close to being an athlete, or for the most part, a long distance runner. not exactly a sprinter either though i got a gold for running last year. not a pedant either, so i'm very much the insipid average girl next to your wooden door.
the 13th place may not be much, but it meant the world to me, not only because i finished the race with sweaty pride or because i am right behind Yvonne whom i was running with the last half of the race; but because i pushed and pushed my body to such a limit, i actually felt my throat aching as the stiff morning air stumped in my trachea. many a times, i wanted to just fall to the tar ground and give up and let the First Aid people medicate me but i didn't. many times i wanted to just stop running and just stroll along and give up but i didn't.
John Vesely has got killer sense of musicality yaww.
listen listen listen. :)
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i was ten. HAHA
