yesterday was thursday, mq n i went to buy food from.. sheet, i forgot the name of the restaurant i always go to. anyway, while i was on my way back to the car, i PK-ed.. -_- i scratched my left knee n i was bleeding. all i could think of was "BLOODY SHOES!!!". trust me, no matter how new the shoe was, i'm throwin it away. nobody should ever wear shoes dat could make u fall. the lady who was beside me when i fell had the nerves to tell me to walk slower next time, instead of offerin comfort. she deserves a slap. we went home, n mq n i cleaned the wound. jacke came home just in time to slap on the plaster. it was a big plaster, i tell u. the whole thing was about 3 x 3 inches.
after our dinner at home, we went fishing again. hehe, we brought our gear n left for Stony Point. Ping Ping, Ronald, Jacke, Mq, Tracy n i arrived around 8pm, at the low tide. we quickly set up our stuffs n began fishin. n yes, for the first time ever, we caught a big-enough-to-bring-home fish!! hooray!!! i was the one who caught it.. :P n i didn't even use a rod.. i just lowered a bait into the sea n caught it. we were guessin dat it's a catfish, altho we weren't sure. from mouth to tail, the fish measured about 20cms. i am so proud of myself, first catch of the day!! then ah Ping Ping caught 2 small flatheads n an Eastern Fiddler Ray.. the sting ray was so scary lookin, its eyes looked like dat of a snake's.. we packed at about 12:30am n left for home.
after we parked our car at home at 2:30am, our next-door neighbour came out to talk to us. hehe, he complained dat Ronald's car was too loud n dat he was constantly awaken by his loud exhaust. his voice was shakey, n he wasn't very fluent in english. he said if we came back once a week in the middle of the night it was fine, but we do it twice a week (honestly, we come back in the middle of the night like 3 or 4 nights every week) n it was disturbing his sleep. i can understand the neighbour being angry, i think Ronald's exhaust is loud too. we then told him dat we've spent a lot of money to fix the exhaust already, after the initial complaint was lodged. he even said he could call the police or some authority to come check the exhaust to say it was too loud. dat was ridiculous!! i mean, yes, the exhaust was loud, but u can't get the police to tell us dat we have to conform to the lifestyle choices other ppl make.. so wat if we came back 3am in the morning? it's our choice to have it like dat. n the fact dat we had to drive the whole one-way stretch of road to get to our home isn't our choice. we were just obeyin the rules set by the whoever in charge. abcde, after dat we proceeded into the kitchen to clean the fish, which Patrick has done nicely. we threw away the stong ray eventually, coz we didn't know if it was edible or not. n we saw a worm comin out from its gill. yucks.. it was dead anyway, n it was rubbish day, wat other day better than this day to chuck it in the bin?
today i lazed around at home, i removed the plaster from my wound, n it looked uglier than ever!! there were bruises on the side which looked like a big cat had a go at it. it's slimey with a lot of plasma n dissolved antiseptic cream on it. should i put a bandage on? plasters suck. they left a trace of sticky goo on the sides. i'm goin for dinner with jacke's cousin's sis-in-law later. we'll eat at Pacific Seafood BBQ Restaurant at South Yarra then dessert will be at Soul Mama's. bless the espresso pots..
on saturday, jacke n i will try rock climbing for the 1st time. i know plenty of ppl tried it n loved it, i just hope it doesn't gimme another bruise or hurt my knee. after dat my housemates n i are goin to April's place for a dressed BBQ party. yay!! the theme for the day would be the 70s.. n i still have no idea wat to wear, well.. Albert says dat if we can't dress up in the 70s fashion, we'd have to do "Full-On Geeks". sigh, nerds? or bell-bottoms? i can't wear hotpants of miniskirts already, can i? haha well, i'll keep u posted. i gotta bathe now, shit, my knee is still wet. bye guyz. ican't wait for my dessert!
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