journal to my west

yikoko has this long craving for sneaking out early in the morning to establish better relationship with his, borrowed bola ( from alex ) and finally make himself a breakthrough of the hassle of waking up early since he has been indulged in late sleeping again recently.

riding on the bicycle on the path exposing to mere sunlight, allowing his green-pale complexion to maximize its absorption in hoping that he could apparently look more "healthy". 'at least this is what casual people think of when they look at someone,' he pondered. besides, the alternative reasoning behind former lowly eq excuse is that so that he could have more of vitamin K? or E? or is it D? lolx watever, ( yikoko returns what he learnt from his biology class a few years back then ). so, it's still a good thing, at least he thinks so.

upon reaching, he finds some people already occupying half of the court. at a hasty glance while on his bicycle, there should be around five or six people with dark tanned complexion, skinny, and not doing anything but sitting there. he parked on the other half of the court and only to discover they are all girls. *sweat*. he didn't bother much and start his establishment with the ball, solo.

10 - 20 minutes passed, and he could hear the sound of talking grows louder, luan loh. he could sensed more people arriving, and it's all girls again. *sweat again*, he doesn't give a *flower* to gender racist or watsoever, it's just uncommon for him to see so many girls gathering at that court, at that place. and before long, some of them yelled, to him, "oi, dun play alone lahhh.. come play with us..."

yikoko, declined the invitation, as he doesn't wan to get any injuries as he has to sit for the exam the next day. so he continue on his own, soloed. well on second thought, actualli he's too shy, to play along with so many girls at a time. and there goes the shy guy, kebo, soooo lamee... lol.