the Girl
strong mind.weak heart.
affinity for shoulders.
craves for desserts, cakes and pastries.
notices visually stimulating objects.
catches gossips, constant evesdropping.
detests smelly armpit and stinky feet.
endorses dove conditioner.
tries to live up to her surname.
designed for pointed shoes.
Sunday, November 20, 2005
in the toilet
ok...we all use shared toilets in hall.means.it's a public toilet.not girls sharing same cubicles k.
anyway,
i hate to see people in the toilet when i m brushing teeth early morn man. just like to have some privacy.
anyway
no one came into the toilet (sunday morn, as expected)...but as i was abt to end....this girl came in.
ok.she wasnt irritating me..but she's
weird.
she carried a book.ok.that's not weird.ppl do read in toilet.BUT
she went into the squatting cubicle.isnt it too troublesome?!
i mean.you need to squat (which is tiring enough) long (cos' you're shitting) and the eyes need to read (wad da?!).. who chooses squat toilets to shit.ok.some do lar.but read too.
what ever.
dictated by the Queen at 10:24 AM
