word of the day: directionless.
because i am directionless, i got lost and drenched. a 2-in-1 combo. how lucky am i. it was a bad move to alight at the wrong bus-stop. thought i was late so i decided to forgo waiting for the bus and walk. about 7 metres from the wrong bustop it poured, worst than cats and dogs. i got so wet (by the rain, sheesh) that my undies were damp and my pad felt like baby diapers after the baby peed on it. not only did i look like a moronic idiotic fool walking in the middle of treacherous rain in heavy traffic, i walked like one too, thanks to Pampers up my bloody vagina.
so there i was in a new place (called jelita and i swear i have never heard of that place till last week), soaked to my skin, with a tudung so heavy i can squeeze droplets out, makeup gone thanks to the many roadside splashes, only to find that im actually 30 minutes early.
riiiiight, everybody say it with me now: the fuck.
like get a watch already dammit. remind me again please.
yes normally i would enjoy walking in the rain, but normally doesnt include the rain coming down in pelts, hitting me like cute little punches.
nothing beats vid ezy rivervalley i realise that now. call me proud but heck im beginning to enjoy that place. i wouldnt say love because that would mean im attached to it. crap.
so yes, another suay day.
the only upside is that i tasted the most glorious sinfully gooey cholocatey cookie ever. EVER. it's making me drool. it's gorgeous i tell you. and shivering in my panties or not, that saved my day.
and then i had to come home to whatever.
but that's a different sad story.