:: what i am physically ::
May 16, 2008 — AyUmiwhat is it that made me so difficult to move on?
like, i’m the same girl people met 5 years ago. none changed.. oh well, except for the upscale downscale weight thing. i’ve tried to be someone new, like peole said ;
turning the new leaf turning another page move the buffalo from the paddy field change the tyre change another channel and.. etc. etc. etc.did it for a few days and come back to the old one. phhff..
so i tried other stuffs :
pilates >>> hate it, didn’t work at all. new hair cut >>> menyesal potong. futsal >>> got bruises here and there. new clothes >>> well, love shopping. but waste money. i talk to ants >>> black ants to be exact. no, i don’t spray them. if i saw them got tangled in a spider’s web i will free them all while saying ” next time watch where you’re going you little dots..” listening to jazz >>> absolutely fell asleep. archery >>> yeah. i quit that too. bowling >>> i can see myself tumbling the pins and not the ball itself. rock climbing >>> are you nuts? me and hills just no. no. no. we do not go together in peace. you will see me in a hospital with an oxygen tank. i’m afraid of high. i mean… REEEALLY afraid of high.i need something else. ohh..i need my mum.
real bad. TT_TT
i want to go home. she’s on her holidays for a week. i need to see her before she left home again. huhuhu.
.me and my mum - err.. 23 years ago.
p.s : i hate fire ants. or those semut mayat that have an extreme ugly odour.
p.s.s : happy teacher’s day to my sister. err.. kalau dapat hadiah banyak macam tahun lepas, sila la pass kat saya sikit. hihihihi~






