I've been distracted for the longest while of my life and I can't put up my next post here. I've been obsessed with this certain website (I wouldn't name it) but it is addictive as I have experienced... have been experiencing rather.
My mom was out a few hours ago to do her business and I am dead and roasted here in my house together with my cousin, ate Tricia and Sam, niece.
I'm so roasted I can't even step out of our freaking gate because the heat is torture. And if you look at the road, you'll see gas* like the ones you see on desserts. This is hell. I would like to order 100 trucks of ice surrounding our freaking burning house, please?
And boy would that even last for 24 hours.
When mom arrived from her business, she decided to wash clothes! My brain starts to work like a newly fixed robot; you, mom is so obnoxious crying out like a scared lion who just cannot freaking stop cleaning!! She's got money, yup. But please, she's a tireless roaster who cannot stop waking people up in the dusk.
Oh geez, thank God she doesn't use computer. If she sees this, I'd be dead and roasted! Literally...
Say, I'm pretty starving. Maybe I'd grab some snack... oh that's right, I ate all my snack!!! So maybe I'll just cook instant noodles and add some rice and that would be, perfect? Oh well, I guess that will do.
