its midnight again. time to sleep soon, took my med, hoping this time can cure my sickness. been tired after the 1 hour of washing bike and waxing it. it doesn't make a diff. i didn't see any difference. but overall, its still a sense of satisfaction washing bike together with my gf. oh.. what an activity we ended up doing, but is fun. seeing who wash the fastest and whose bike is cleaner. my mood is just so short lived, after a while, felt so tired, so i just anyhow wax. erm, but it seems no diff, but after its dry, ha.. it looks shinning and defintely no dust and dirt. that's what i like.
My gf saw a dead fat rat while going into the kitchen, asking me to come over, i knew it is a rat, cos seen it a couple of times, but just didn't dare to go near it. At least she have the courage to throw it away though she claimed that she scared of it too, and she swept it with the broom and walked towards the dustbin, chasing after me with the rat. omg! and the words just suddenly came out. i say: 1 more time, and i will break up with you. i mean it. and after that, both of us are shocked. but i just couldn't stand. i don't like. i'm scared of the dead rat, its huge. but then she will not really throw at me. if she did, i think i will freak out and cry. Then she asked me if i really meant what i say just now, yeah, i guess so but not really after all. hee.. |
