the weather is really humid right now. it's as if there's no air circulation as well. i'm sweating as i'm typing this.


my air conditioner has been dead for close to a yr. there's no cold milk/juice in the fridge. the fan is not spinning fast enough. urgh.

so once in a while when i finish a trail and have nothin to do for the rest of the afternoon except go home and rest and there's no adults at home, i'll go to my parents' room, turn on the air con, ad have the best time of the day till my mum returns at 8pm. u see, turning it on in the day is a blasphemy. so i'd have to do it secretly everytime. today was one of those days. i haven slept in an aircon room for eons! just the quiet cold breeze and the sound of my own breathing. nothin more lovely than that.

and now it feels like hell out here.





there's really nothing much to gush about these days it seem. perhaps i've grown indifferent to alot that's going on. i'm tryin to think of that word,a person who cares about nothing. it slipped my mind it seems.

but what i do know is that some things still cut like a knife.


off to a cold bath.