The source of my stomachache has been identified. By me. Verified. By me. It's the PROBLEM'S BO and smelly socks. I don't usually feel queasy when I'm out in school, not until socks and clothes are exposed to the stale air of this unventilated room. I admit I'm the cause of this poor ventilation, because I feel cold when the wind comes in. But, WTF? Did I ask for smelly socks and BO from the PROBLEM? LOL! When I go back to Singapore, I probably can tolerate rubbish dumps and whatever not better, yeah thanks.
One day this week, I placed a Hershey kiss in my pocket. When I wanted to eat it, I stretched my hand in and realised it had all melted and became a literal pile of shit. LOL! I showed the person who gave me the chocolate, LOL, no fate for me to eat that chocolate, gotta throw away. LOL!
And yesterday, just before I was awake, I had a bad muscle cramp in my calf. The same cramp as when I had when I sprinted after a 4 km run in school last semester. I haven't been running for a long time because of insensible homework-givers and fun people who always organise interesting trips all over the place on weekends. :)
I want to buy the KAIST jumper but I didn't know how to order. Now I have to wait for leftovers and I bet there won't be my size available. Grr. LOL.
OK, all is well here, because I have many people to complain to, many channels to release stress to and many good friends around. I am very sure all these nice people and things I have will override those brainless crap which the PROBLEM does and says everyday. Many asked, how do you manage to withstand her? Singapore has done some good to me, I tolerate well and I complain LITERALLY behind the back of the PROBLEM well. And the weirdest thing of all, the PROBLEM might still NOT know it is such a sucky fucked-up thing. LOL! Cui-ness to the MAX!
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