Bad-men-ton.

It suprised me how my newbie officemates who i'm not that closed to (yet) thought that I have a lot sense of maturity when I'm at work. And they just get to know the side of me when they saw me play badminton suckily. It's true, I suck. But still, i enjoyed playing. It's the fun that counts, i believe. Present, i have an injured back muscle and i can hardly bend. I'm like a nenek tua with the ooch! and auch! when im trying to get something on the floor or even sit down.

The best part of going to badminton practice is that most of the long-legged men are wearing shorts above their knees. Greow~. Tight muscles ye, puan-puan. Sila imagine.