morning lights;

and all that dreamy nonsense. ;)

Okay, I've finally found enough time to blog bout the Selangor Open.
Hahaha.

So.
Pictures. x)

That'd be Max aka Hon Herng in Hon Weng's car.
On the way to Kajang.

Mok. Lol.

Miss-I-was-feeling-cold-Erin.

Okay, Hon Weng was sitting next to his Daddy, so I don't blame him for being solemn.
; )

Nabil.

"Hahaha," I go. Wonder why.
=_=

Okay, then, we waited for our matches.
And yes la, I lost to Rin.
Everyone out there who said I'll win, eat back your words. Hmph.

Mr. Under-55kg-guy-gold-medalist and I.
And, SBU brought back the Overall Champion trophy with a total number of medals of 5 golds, 5 silvers and 3 bronzes1! *clap clap*

Trophy with Kee Thai!

Trophy without Kee Thai! LOL. x)

SBU Judokas! Look at the medals. ; )
Yeah, yeah, I'm missing in action.
I was camerawoman for the day okay.
And you'll never know just how proud I was of you that day.
You did very well.
I assure you.

So, after packing up, we had to wait for our transport back to school a.k.a. Hon Weng's car. Soooo. Kee Thai brought us for lunch and we had to walk under the hot sun just to reach that corner shoplot of a restaurant. You should've seen me literally hugging the gigantic trophy all the way there. Phew! ; ) But the place was like a ghost town. Seriously. Kee Thai mentioned that he eats duck rice there every weekend. =_= Poor Kee Thai. Hahahaha.


Okay, that's not duck rice though. =p


So, congrats to all you SBU Judokas who helped contribute in our efforts to get the trophy. =)
Because I didn't really? Yeah.


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She gets out of the car.
As soon as she steps her feet on the ground, a car zooms past by. The car had only been a few steps away. What would have happened had she walked those few steps and that speeding car slammed into her?
She realised that maybe, she would not really care.

In other stories, she had crossed roads rather carelessly.
Would she care now?
Maybe not.


And this is the story of a broken heart that never stops bleeding,
But somehow, it still keeps beating.








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