true story:
long time ago, i was jogging in bishan park.... then
suddenly, i saw this quite chio bu sort of seating on the floor, or
rather the road cos the jogging track was really a road
surface, and she was holding her leg at the calf area
from a distance i saw this, so immediately i try to act like an
professional athelete... i straighten my posture and open my
strides and try to look like i have already ran the marathorn, but
it was no sweat... i slowed as i approach her and then i smiled and
asked "are you ok?" ... she smiled back and say yes.... and then i
didnt know what else to say cos' she already said she's ok... that
means no problem.... sigh... so i just smiled and open my strides
again as i jogged off... after i turn the cornor behind some tall
plants, i had to stop and catch my breath... and wondered whether
to jog back? i did eventually jogged back to the area where i saw
her about 10 min later, but by that time she has already left.... i
never saw her again...thinking back, i dont even remember now how
she look like.. but i only remembered that she was quite chio...
either that or people tend to get better looking after you forget
how they look 
end of story....... 
so what is the moral of the story...
