For the first time, a dog visited my house.

Cool-ass. But I was afraid that this dog will bite me you know. Then I will be in a series injury, no 'serious'..

SO scared!!!!

I remember my brother went for a jog around the garden, then a dog bite him, his knee bleed.

I can imagine that at that moment he was so helpless, as the dog is alone, he was too.

&

Photo of me @ last week, i think.

I can infer that I grew, still growing.

I exercise a lot already, due to the NAPFA.

2.4run, ran until my womb wanna dropped out;

sit-up, up and down until my tummy shouted help me!;

standing-board jump, I cant hop like a frog, that is why i failed;

sit-and-reach, the length i did is still not far enough for you to reach out for the moon at night;

...

my life will rock and roll soon, perhaps :)