:: Salam Ramadhan ::

Bloghopped to bestie's and saw my name bolded in capital letters.
Hee. I think Ive neglected her. Sorrie my dear.
Though I hate using the word busy as an excuse, this one week-break will be packed with 'clearing-assignment' moments and managing other admin stuffs.
In between the hectic schedule, Im squeezing in my bike lessons.
Next stage, pillion riding. If you must know, this is my most 'fearful' stage.
Bawak anak orng sih, tanggungjawab lagi besar. Hee.
If riding alone, I wouldnt mind being the superwoman who hit her Figure of 8 curb and landed flat on the green grass.
Bringing someone through that damn Figure of 8 is no joke man. Especially if that person happens to be very very much heavier than me. I mean, who isnt? But Im praying there will be another petite and small lady who will be joinin me for the session.

The club will be rehearsing a dance for the Director's Relay.
And Im already turning blue coz those who noe me would noe I cant dance for nuts.
With two left feet, I wonder how Audrey can help me with the steps.
Work. Charity projects. Editorial projects.
Its been a great term. Lesser distractions.
Though when the loneliness slowly creeps in at unexpected moments, I wish I had that special someone.

Ok. Salam Ramadhan to my Muslim friends.
IFTAR yok. Weeeeeeee..