Earghh.. This is bad.. This is really really bad..
I'm tired, and all i managed to do was pile my clothes on top of my luggage..
The two idiotic brothers of mine aren't helping much too, walking around the house having a sietsta, making me fuming mad at them..
I'm screwed.. i don't have a bag to bring along.. and i just realised it now..
No wait, actually i realised it this afternoon, but my mom refused to realise it until about like now..
well done..
Damn it la.. the diesel is too small to put anything in.. one jacket and the whole bag is full.. sheesh.. let alone the camera, batteries, cards, my book and misc still have to fit in..
saw a really nice vintage one today at far east.. but my mom refused to get it, all thanks to the stupid tear at the bag..
was heartbroken.. haha.. cause i fell in love with that bag the moment i saw it..
shat this is bad.. i'm not very relaxed for this holiday..
so ironic.. a holiday is meant to let one relax, not let one blow his top and feel all stressed about it..
anyway, where am i going? i'll give yall guys a clue.. haha.
I am going to this place, where the sun would strike my face,
To there i call a rest, of all my adventures this is best.
Allow me to tell you where it is, through this little rhyme you seek,
Look carefully at these words and you'll find, the answer to this, "oh a sign". So can
You guess the place? if not i bid you, good grace.
I'll see you all in 10 days.
cheers.
post by joshua at 8:40 AM (x)