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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
the girl with the jet black hair
when she left, i quickly slipped into bed and grasped for warmth. i couldn't sleep, and what i thought was: i want to be her good girl; i want her to think that i'm a good girl. reluctantly i slipped out of bed and took a shower. ohhh, the shower was less than welcoming. although the indicator stated it was warm, it wasn't of the right temperature. and then i thought, i'm already trying my best, there's only to a certain limit i can endure to be a good girl. however, what i have learnt from canoeing, it wasn't like that. trying your best isn't enough. you had to exceed/outdo your limits. switching the heater to cold, it wasn't really that bad. (oh well, i cheated; i alternated it between warm and cold) and once i was done, i applied layer upon layer of hazeline snow on that wretched overburnt skin of mine and went to bed again.
nevertheless, hazeline snow could only help that much. my thighs are still in agony and i had that fever of 38.79 dC this morning. not bad a number huh? remember to treat me when you win 4D :)
7:52 PM