I think I should buy a mountain bike.
I had one, but Mom gave it away when I moved to KL. You know, because I was too fat to get on a bike.
Of course I wouldn’t be able to cycle to, say Midvalley.
But for dinners and such, it shouldn’t be a problem. Heck, I could even cycle to KY’s house! Save petrol money and all that.
It is a wonderfully brilliant idea. Now if only crime rates could be reduced, and Malaysians were nicer drivers…
Hahaha… yeah I was really joking.
Now this really applies atm.
Then there’s the shitty feeling of being covered in shit particles throughout Sunday and Monday.
I washed my face with shitty water, I brushed my teeth with shitty water, I showered in shitty water, I washed my plates with shitty water, I scrubbed my toilet walls with shitty water, I flushed my toilet with shitty water, I washed my ass with shitty water which kind of defeats the purpose. Lucky for me I drink water bought from the water vending machine.
Sure it’s ammonia. But let me tell you this: the only thing that smells like human shit is human shit.
Like I wouldn’t know right now.
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