The long awaited friday no more
Ahh, knn. Today is friday. I feel so sadddddd. Girls night out is clubbing right!!!!
Ahh, dammit. Clubbing = drink wine/martini/beer/shots/cocktail = get high = dance = alot of guys = get groped.
Ahh. Fuck. I'm too unjudgemental and conclusive. Girls night out not be clubbing. It may be a visit to the zoo, or fishing. Ahh, fuck. I think it's clubbing. Ahh fuck...
And my father is in China. He updates me via SMS, ONCE A DAY. Instead of telling me what's he doing, is he having fun, the scenery there, the different places and culture and heritage, the tour group.......
Dad: "Just arrived at yunnan. About 17degrees everything okay there."
(DUH!!! Of course it's okay. You expect to see Tamil Tigers or Nepalese Monks running around naked?!?!?!)
Dad: "Kumming. 18degrees."
Dad: "how's everything? I am going to lijiang, temperature is 14deg here at dali friday will be at shangri la at 5deg. take care."
(I didn't reply him. Coz' i don't understand wts he talking. So he called me in the evening to scold me why i never reply.)
Dad: "At lijiang very cold about 12 degrees. Go for a jog very exhausted."
That's my father. He thinks he is a weather reportman. But seriously, wtf can i reply?
"Singapore, 33 degrees." OR "say weather here hot and humid, looking towards rain in the evening, and im in bishan now... lter i msg again, say raining and im in city hall"
That sounds nice.

