it have been a while since i last written again. hahas. im gonna write about a saturday, 21th August 2004. it had already pass Saturday and now its sunday. alright. there is this girl who fights to wash the dishes. i've never seen anyone wanting, carving, enjoying, needing and willing to wash the dishes. she'd argue with you if u wash the dishes for her. she'd grumble. she have fun during the session. with water eh. she had made a dreadful job into a fun and important job. i wonder how fun is it to wash dishes? i dread to wash dishes at home. Probably, she lives like a princess and is deprive from washing dishes. she needs to wash the dishes so much. that bothers me. hahas. its interesting lookin at her wash the plates and utensils. she gives out funny squeaks. maybe it'll help her wash faster when i hurried her. hee. "jiajun." dish coming my way. "yes. mom." hahas. i was poking fun. hehe. im like the 'maid' eh. (havent seen a male maid before.) i needa wipe the plates, untensils and cups dry. hahas. i tried t wash the plate for her. but she pushed me aside and insisted to wash it herself. how nice of her. looks like she just love washing plates. cos its fun. playing with water. just that bit of water. but poor me, had to stand by her side and wait for the plates. argh. hee. finally, we finished washing the plates and wiping all the wet plates and utensils dry. we sweat. we laugh. we crap. hmm. a day full of fun, excitement, joy, anticipation, adrenaline and sweat. i sweat like a pig. we played micro tennis. how interesting. a bench as the net. we climb and jump to get to and get out of church. its a long way down. we didnt want to walk. *dang.
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