The city is sweating. The heat is unbearable. Fee, fi, fo, fum, I smell the odour of a human's armpit. oooo, NASTY!!Buy some Rexona or sumthing people!!
I was struggling to get through the crowd. They were moving like eels trying to get out of a small tank! Hello, people, make way for humankind please! OWWWW!!!My foot!! Watch it!! A slight throbbing can be felt.Then after much huffing and puffing, I finally reach the stairs of the store I wanted to go to, pheww, like they say, a small step for mankind, a huge leap for me. So I bought what I needed and hopped outside, only being greeted by the huge crowd again. Ok, fine, no problem, lets just go through the adventure again.
On the LRT, I had to stand next to this guy with another pair of not-odourless-and-needs-Rexona-kinda armpits. Maybe I should bring one sometime and offer it to anyone who doesnt have any smelling ability. All right, thats gonna get into the To-d0-list first thing when I get back. The guy stopped at the next stop, thank God, he knows I cudn't take the smell. I love you Allah.
Two stops later, I was stuck between another two pairs of armpits. Allright, I probably didnt thank Allah enough. O Allah, I hope that these two people would stay abit away from me, so that I can respire normally and have enough oxygen in my haemoglobin, because o Allah, these odour stick to the proteins of my haemoglobin much much more stronger than oxygen do. Ameen.
Three stops later and only 50% of oxygen left, they got out. I am blessed.
While waiting for my mum at the nearest McDonalds, I sat at the table next to the table where a couple were sitting. Actually, Im not sure if they were still a couple, because from what I cud see and not to mention hear, the girl wasnt so pleased with her once-upon-a-time-omg-i-want-to-spend-the-rest-of-my-life-with-u boyfriend. In fact, she was using vulgar words that it made her sound like such a umm,umm, vulgarian person? O well, who cares about the vocab, she didnt. So after constant swearing and shouting, the guy looked up at her and said, "umm, sayang bleh ulang balik tak apa yang u cakap tadi, i x focus sangat, tadi Manchester United kalah dengan Manchester City", and so with that, ladies and gentlemen, he got a nice tight slap and cold coke splashing all over his pink shirt saying "I have a hot bod". Well not so hot anymore brother, with all that cold coke on you. Laughing to myself, laughing out loud, didnt help their situation. I got such an evil stare that I swear everything froze to a temperature lower than -10 degrees. Ouch, that was scary. I got up. And left of course. What else was there to do when an evil witch was sitting at the other table, having nothing but too much energy to pounce on you at anytime.
I think they broke up.
Reaching home, I caught my maid staring, mouth wide open, at the Indonesian working at the construction site next to our house. She didnt realise that I was staring at her, until she farted her lunch and I said "EEEeeeeewwww!!!!". She was blushing so red even tomatoes looked orange. I was left with 25% oxygen. O god, I need oxygenated water. Talk about drama today.
At night, I was soo tired, I couldnt do revision. Well, the reason I say this is that during reading transition elements, I was suddenly at a road and tripping, then with a sudden jolt, I was back at the sentence "the jumping of electrons in d orbitals through an energy gap causes it to absorb a quantum of light that gives the metals its colour". Wow, that was fast. Which road was I at? Oh yeah, the lets-go-to-bed-and-sleep road.All right, Ill do just that.
On bed, with oxygenated water on bedside table, I thought to myself, pheww, today was a day.
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