by livergirl

This morning I was printing stuffs at the library and a guy behind me asked to help him to make graphs on excel. And I gotta tell, it is hard to communicate -.-” I spoke English, he spoke English. I get what he meant but he didn’t catch anything I said. I gotta pick up the singlish dialects. And threw it away later.

Just now it was windy raining so hard it almost felt like the rain was horizontal. I want a sunny day so I could go swimming!

My mom called and told me about this “medicine” for ligament flexibility or whatever. She said it was made of RAISINS soaked in GIN. I was kinda speechless. That must taste heavenly. Was that even a medicine?