My name is Silky.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
10:59 AM - Jogging

god just decided to let it rain after i reached home.

boy, am i lucky. LOL.

just back from jogging. i really have to buck up lar. the whole class passed 2.4 except me.

and the worst thing is, i am not over weight, neither are my legs short. so everyone thought i was just too lazy to run, which is so not true.

*sigh.

and guessed what happened at the park?

i got flashed with a are-u-mad look everywhere i went. i have no idea as to why until i finished the first round.no one runs in the hot sun with black tee shirt at 10 am lar. wa lau. damn paiseh. i really feel like burying myself beside any tree and rot there.

but i figure out that i will be more paiseh if i continue to fail my 2.4 when school term starts next month. so i choose to put up with these strange looks with stoicism that mingled with persivity and agony.

i kept looking down throughout the running, telling myself, nvm lar, u are ugly
without makeups. so no one will bother to look at u.---


wee u weet~ two ti ko peks whistle at me.

why i know its me? are u dumb? i just told u there are no young and chio joggers around rite?

forget it. this is enff. i went home.

i think imma going to cherlle's florida's gym next time.

and there, i can jog at 12pm in the afternoon and wear black without pple thinking that i am mad.

plus, i swear i will not be whistled even if i were to wear a swimsuit and jog.

why?

because the gym is surrounded by a swimming pool and suana. so if i ever got stared at, i will go --

i just went swimming, den suana, now i feel like jogging, cannot arh?

****

anyway, jingyi's bday today. later going her chalet without company.

last nite wendy told me she cant go. i tried my best not to sound very disappointed and angry on the phone. i know she have her probation and its quite troublesome. i shouldnt be too hard on her. i know i know..

but my brain choose to be irrational at the moment and told me..

maybe she dun value our relationship as much as i do.
maybe she dun wan to be my sista anymore.
maybe i did sth very bad to her.
maybe i am asking too much.
maybe ---

den at that very moment. this mad ger, michelle, send me a mms of her very act cute voice. and it goes ..

siew kee shi ge da ben zhu.. da ben zhu. siew kee shi ge da ben zhu!!
means siew kee(me) is a pig. den keep on repeating.

den i tell myself, forget it lar. with these mad sistas around. life couldnt be that bad after all.

she really have her way to bright up my day.. err, no, i mean my nite.

LOL.