<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/18387586?origin\x3dhttp://annawennabanana.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Sunday, May 25, 2008
it's gettin' hot in here so take off all your clothes


spent friday morning at Ubin on a tandem bike. my partner was one hella poor fella to be paired with me. i really am feeling sorry for him! but i honestly did try my bestest to cycle too, 'cept the stamina wasn't much for me to keep up. the sun and greenery was nice. and even if i was dead tired and sweating buckets, i secretly love the sun on my skin. sounding a lil psychotic but oh wells.

saturday morning was a bloody struggle to get outta bed and to Central Fire Station before i missed the once-a-week-sat-morning-open-house-tours. it was pretty cool (even under the hot sun for a reaallleeeee long time that my feet got darker in stripes haha!) and it got even cooler when my tour guide a.k.a some training officer told some other fella to bring me up on the cage at the end of the ladder of the fire engine. i couldn't stop GRINNING. it was pretty obvious i was damn excited. like seriously. looking over town and fort canning from the tip of a fire engine ladder up 8 storeys high. it was so omgi'mthekingoftheworld!

and you know u're getting wayyy too heaty when the ears start hurting from the inside and headache kicks in.
argh. club and 2 days in the sun is not doing any good to an exhausted body.
me needs sleeps nows.



THE AUTHOR

graduating. and pretty much lost. black hair, brown eyes, never sick of sashimi.

CONTACT

speak2myhand@gmail.com
only if you have something awesome to share.

tagboard

anything brilliant, silly, vulgar are most welcome.
no anonymity pls