the darlings.

reasons why i shouldnt join judo.

on friday i stayed back for volleyball training, so i left my bag in the bilik serba in case it gets dumped into the male's toilet again. i'm extremely leaving-bag-alone-on-a-friday-evening-phobic now. the judokas were supposed to be training for some grading there too. out of randomness, i asked mok whether i'm a potential judoka. well who knows, i might have some undiscovered talent and we should all explore it. =) she said, i'll trip you and we'll see if you can fall with stability. sounds like wtf, but i was dumb enough to agree. as we were in this funny position, where she's about to trip me with her leg so that my whole body topples downwards, i spotted laine running outside searching for us. i started shouting for her and ignored mok who was saying, i'm going extremely slow now.

then kaboom. i choked. my chest felt like as though its contracting, it was getting harder and even harder to breath. i almost died and all i heard was chuah's annoying laughter.

on that moment, i swore, judo is not my thing. i'm moky-phobic too now.


maybe renjer puteri's kawad is.