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Slap, Slap!


My bladder has expanded a few inches since a couple of hours ago. Here's what happened..


School finished at 4pm. I got home around 5.30pm. But I had to stay at the void deck until my sister comes home cuz I don't have the house key. I specifically told her to text me when she gets home. I waited until 6pm before I text her, asking where she was. She told me she'd just gotten out of school. So I presumed she was on the way home already. Remember, I told her to text me when she gets home. 6pm became 6.20pm, then it became 6.40pm. I was already so mad, and what with my bladder on the brink of exploding. She has still not messaged me. I called her 5 times and texted her in between. She didn't answer any calls except for the last text message at 7.30pm. And guess what it said (I'm getting heated up already), in a not so perfect English:


I reach home long time ago.. Why you never come back straight.


By then, I could have slapped anyone's face, preferably hers. I was like there, at the void deck, waiting for TWO hours, hot and bothered, with mosquitoes kissing my feet and jiggling and rocking back and forth trying to hold my straining-to-the-seams bladder, she was already at home, which later I found out, after rushing to the lift, after pacing back and forth in the little space that I've got in the lift, after trying not to think about toilets or water and after I threw my shoes off and burst into the house, that she was watching TV.


Stupid idiot.


Anyway, I just added a new thing to my wishlist. A bottle of Lacoste Touch of Pink perfume by Lacoste for Women. It smells awesome. I've good taste. It's $102 for 1.6oz bottle.



In my own world,
7:52 PM