I reached Fitness Studio.
Getting my shoes out from the bag.
A lady was standing right beside me, packing her gym bag.
Ok, she looks familiar, I thought.
But I just carried on with my things.
And when she lifted her head up, I was stunned for a few seconds.
AND I have to open my big, fat mouth, asking her.
Aren't you Nicol David?
I think that's the lamest line I've ever said =.=
Of course she's Nicol David.
I just thought Nicol David might be in some foreign country beating over those thick-faced squash players' ass instead working out in Fitness Studio.
And it's not like I've never seen her in person.
I was there.
Staring at her.
With the other.....
I can't remember how many students were there during my year.
I was still there.
Listening to her speech in the school hall when I was like what, 15?
Ok, lame.
Well, at least the world renowned queen of squash gave me an awkward hi.
Now come to think back about what I said...
Oh my god, you're such a loser Christ =.=
Woof. I mean, Oink.
