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Saturday, May 20, 2006 ♥
Hot! ♥ 11:02 PM


It's so sweltering hot that i probably perspire enough to fill a bucketful of sweat. Even sitting still will motivate those sweat glands to work. As much as i hate to damage the environment, i had no choice but to on the air conditioner last night just so that i can sleep. Today was worse, with sweat glands working overdrive, i need the air conditioner PLUS fan. I think i lost some weight in this natural sauna. Can't wait for Australia where it would be so freaking cold when i reach there in July. I prefer cold to hot anyway and there would be no need for me to put up with those itchy rashes that appear if i perspire.

Is it really that hot or is it just me? I took a cold shower just now and realised that i'm wearing my 'skin cool' bra. I HATE that bra. Its just that i ran out of bras and its either that or bra less. In this conservative country, me going bra less would just invite stares because every woman whether young or old wears a bra!

Ok, i digress. Anyway, there's this huge patch of redness on the inside of my upper arm and i showed it to my daddy. Actually, i was just whining about how terrible the weather is and its the damn weather's fault that i got rashes, particular this big red patch which looks almost the same as the pictures they show about sexually transmitted diseases. Except mine is on the arm. Then he took a closer look and said that its not rashes but bed bugs. I was like 'are you serious'? Shouldn't have shown him while my mum was within earshot. She heard and continue to lecture me on how dirty doggy was because i bring him everywhere if i'm staying overnight be it a hotel or my grandparents/church/uncle/aunt place.

Ok, i admit my fault. My mum proceeded with telling me to use her Osim iEcologi vaucuum cleaner. You know, got iMermaid, then after that they came up with the another one with steam. I still don't understand why my mum needs both. Anyway, she or rather my daddy insisted that i vacuum my bed today. Say until like so easy lor!

Its was so freaking hot already and i still have to put up with steam coming from the vacuum cleaner. Can really die from the heat. But being the good obedient daughter, i followed their insructions and vacuumed and at the same time chant ' die! You stupid bed bugs! Die!' Although it wouldn't really kill the bugs by chanting, but it keeps me psychologically sane for some reasons.

Now, my bed is clean and i got a good workout. My arms are sooo sore!


♥ Princess Serene


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