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Hurt my back and Joe Brooks' cuteness overload,


Yass.
Today's the first time I drove an automatic car. It was positively f.u.n. It sure felt different from what I've been doing at the academy. Of course, my left leg was just chilling itself.

Bila lah nak pegi belajar balik dekat akademi ni. Lame kott tak drive.

Haa, before I went out this evening - I thought I was going to be paralysed somehow. Geesh, kau. Memang scary lah tadi. I was wandering around watching Joe Brooks' videos. Waaaaahhh. Dia kan datang Malaysia, for 2 weeks since 20th Feb. After his live concert, 7:30pm on 3rd March, dia balik lah kott. I missed him already. Suara Joe Brooks tu sangat sexy. Awww, JOE BROOKS! Oh, that reminds me of his 'pearn'. He's so cute.


I got super psyched when I discovered him as a guest on Football Overload last friday.
Thank You, FO for bringing in Joe Brooks to the show!
JUBILANT.

Hm, tapi tu bukan storynya sekarang ni. While watching the videos, I felt like turning off the tv. Yeah, suddenly the tv's a pain. Maybe the tv got jealous because I was watching Joe Brooks all the time, HAHAA. I turned around and managed to turn the telly off. Right after that, I sprawled on the carpet. I even stopped breathing for some seconds. I hurt my left upper arm and the left side of my back.

I was like, AAAAAAARKK! for a sec.

Mom said, "That's what happens when you tried to reach for something too far away". It hurts a lot - just like when you finished 1500m, 3000m or a cross country and the legs cramping. It feels so good, you can't forget.



When I was 14, batchmate panggil masa dalam surau, "Kau pakai eye shadow , kan?" "Eh, tak lah". Masih tak percaya, tibatiba sapu kelopak mata aku. Apa problem budak ni? Masa dah 17 tahun, Cikgu Yunus tegur, "Awak pakai eye shadow pegi sekolah ye?" Hairan, tak penah guna make up pun jadi, "Mata saya memang macam ni, cikgu." Kawan pun back up jugak masa tu.





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