Sunday, December 03, 2006
Dirty Me
Problem is, I don't like to be tanned. It makes me looked dirty.
Usually, I would turn lobster-red and it prolly takes a couple of days for the tan to go away.
But this time, I turned dark. I don't want to be bangalased!
This evening, I met up with my friends and they noticed that I went absolutely quiet. They became worried and were fussing over me.
So I told 'em my problem. That I don't want to look like a scruffy stray. They decided it was too big a problem for me to handle, so they helped me think of ways to rid that stain on the skin.
"Try moon-tanning!"
"Stand next to a real Banga1a la!"
"What about drinking soya milk?"
After two extremely intense hours, WK found an answer!
Use three bottles of bleach, says he. He even told me where sells the cheapest bleach.
We were all happy again and started to take photos.
Alright. I have just made up the dumbest story in my life.
It was nice seeing the guys again after a month or two. This time, with the addition of Guoliang and Gus' girlfriends and WK and HQ.
We stayed at Breko for five hours since 9. Gerrie had to leave earlier 'cus of work commitments the next day. Guoliang and Joyce had to leave because of the same reason.
No worries. We have came up with plans to celebrate Christmas together. They are so nice! Because of my studies, they decided to postpone the road trip to Malacca/KL.
Till next time. Let me concentrate on the remaining projects and exams first.
P.S. Thank you Dear for the time we have spent over the week. I love you!