Saturday, October 28, 2006

i cant believe i fell asleep last night without showering.
not that i'm stinky. but....

screaming orgasm. it's a killer.


he's pushing me hard because he cares.


it was just so beautiful and sweet.........
i like the dip. =)



anyway, the cabbie uncle made me feel better by distracting me with music.
damm gastric pain.



omg.
it's gonna be a long day tmr.
sleep.






i love you mummy.

Friday, October 27, 2006

inhale, exhale. hold your breaths. .
5 secs.. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
almost died.
it felt awesome though.
but i'm in love with something else.



and i'm gonna ... ...!
=)
so exciting.












you poor sweet innocent thing
dry your eyes and testify
and oh, you love to hate me dont you honey?
i'm your sacrifice.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

suffering from sleep deficit again...
cant help it in a way, have to do make up trg in the morning if i cant attend trg in the evenings on the days i'm working afternoon.














just when i thought i wouldnt tear no more.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

we push coach into the sea today and sang him the birthday song.
=)
and i hope that was a one time thing. hopefully, we wont train with them again.
so they wont tease me no more.



i think new york new york is a nice place.
sandwiches and cotton candies.



it drives me crazy everytime i pass by that place.



i've developed this bad habit of falling asleep in the bus.
shrugs.



yes, he's still that sweet and intelligent gentleman as i made him out to be,
despite he's still an ass at times too.

damm sorethroat.
........


someone was so sweet to give me a complimentary invite to TRUYOGA.
aww....



trying to come up with a routine for that music.
haha..
fun.



__ fear. i vaulted over the higher incline bar.
knee's a little bruised though.





HAPPY BIRTHDAY to coach and sher.
SELAMAT HARI RAYA to hid, hai, mr ray and gang. and myself. (that's what coach says. i'm half malay too. -_-)








sat at the secret place listening to his music.
for the first time, there was no tears.
but a smile.

Monday, October 23, 2006

you think you know the world you are living in. if you can feel it, and touch it, and smell it, and taste it, then it must be so.

you tell yourself that you would bet your life on the simple fact that the sky is blue. and then one day someone comes along and informs you emphatically that you're wrong.

blue you insist. blue as the ocean. blue as a whale. blue, as her eyes.

but that person shakes his head, and everyone else backs him up.

'you poor girl', they say.

all of those things - the ocean, the whale, her eyes - they're green.

you've gotten them mixed up.

you've had it wrong all along....