Of the many things

Of flans and GREs and interviews and farhanah, one can find refuge by running. Not by running away from the many things one find bothersome, but literally - running. There's only you, your running shoes and the many changing scenes you are in. Then you start to have running buddies. Here in Malaysia, most are men. First they would try to compete with you... which is dumb cause you are running for your health, not for some psycho need to be better than people you run with. After they realize that they are not actually competing, they start to engage with you.. talking I mean. Then they start to make 'very funny' comments. Then they'll be your buddy.

Back in RPI, I managed to run for 1.5 months.. hehe... then Nusantara Rojak came along and took out the whole interest away. But I just simply love running, altho they say it's not good for you. It's you and just you that's involved with you. It's a good feeling. Especially when you retreat to your reality that a whole jungle is waiting for you. So when you are left only with you, then it's a haha and lala time.

*sigh*

BTW, alhamdulillah that I will finally be doing something starting August. Can easily start this Monday, but have to settle many other things first (like running). I know a BUNCH of other people are going to be there too, so YEAY! We eat lunch together2 okay..

Little brat is going to Australia this 27th.. sigh.. although she's a major brat who screams and shouts and pull and hit everything and everyone, i think that's fine. cause everybody needs to be a brat... but jangan besar jadi brat sudahlah. Did I tell you she's sepet? Like, where in god's earth did she developed little squinty eyes like the Chinese when neither of her dad's or mom's bloodline had any of those of the chinese?

Okay.. gtg.. sayonara..
*miss bunch*