Friday, July 06, 2007

know what i absolutely wouldnt give anything for about the country?

its the weather. the hot, sticky, humidity to be precise. just the kinda stuff that never fails to make you feel like a rugby player (all of the perspiration, but none of the physique) after a match-all in 5 minutes flat after stepping outta the shower
.... on second thought, i could just have been a pulut panggang *baked glutinous rice* and you won't know the difference. (hot and sticky, geddit? -_-)
these days, while you havent gotten a chance to dry your hair yet, the body has already spotted fresh beads of wet, icky perspiration.

which is why when nana told me of her recent time in the sun, i must have looked at her as though she had gone barking mad, as if she had just pronounced wearing lampshades as the hottest trend this season. (which she will never proclaim of cos).

forget the al-fresco for the moment, please. gimme the air-conditioner anytime.

every weekday, i'd step outta home at 625, did a 5-min walk around the corner while sending what i reckon to be a telepathic signal to the 154-bus to 'please wait for me', plopped on the bus-stop seat and wait and wait. and though the sky was still a dark hue of blue i would never fail to perspire buckets as i wait for my 154. and i mean perspire. so much so that i think i must have wiped half my face off on those damp pieces of tissues. so much so i'd come close to nearly cursing myself when i realised i forgot to pack those luxurious 4-ply guardian's in my bag. so much so, comments like, "do you run to school today?" don't pack a punch anymore, cos' i hear them so often, its so stale-its giving out a rotten smell.

its almost as embarrassing as wetting your clothes with mud and slime cos' you stepped on a slimy patch on the roadside pavement, did a little 'look mum! no-hands-and-no-feet' and enjoyed a vertigo-like,'wheeee-viking' split second moment in the air before gravity decided to take over and landed you right smack-and squarely- on your tush: and on the 'belendih' slime.

ouch!
ewww!
...and that of cos' happened to well..., a certain someone not too long ago and was the real reason why she was running on moving, revolving belts of rubber for a bit instead of on the roadside pavement (she was quite traumatised for a while there.)

but i digress..
so ya... these kinda weather i wouldn't give up anything for.
not even my pms.

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