Roached

I just had the daylights scared out of me when some prehistoric organism called the cockroach decided to pay my dining room an official visit. I'm still jolting whenever I hear the buzzing of wings, fearing that that thing may haunt me in my dreams, because Dad got rid of it. And I can't believe that there's no Sheltox at home~!!! Hello?! How do you expect me to fend against those nasty little creatures? A water spray?! Those monsters fly, swim, crawl and do every single thing to make my goosebumps stand. So yes, buying insecticide is on tomorrow's agenda. Sorry but I'm not a saint.

It's another venture into the little nooks and crannies of Singapore, and today we've got ourselves holed up in Settlers' Cafe at Clarke Quay, with a double date with Jack's buddy Gordon and his girlfriend. And boy, that couple squabbles like nothing in this world. *Laughs* It's largely enjoyable to watch them bicker, although I'd say that sometimes things get carried too far and people get really upset. Everytime something started to brew, I'll just turn to give Jack the "I'm so not getting what the hell is happening here" look, and realise that he's also doing the same. I wonder if we'll ever quarrel this way 5 years down the road.
Hmmmmm.
But we got to learn a couple of new games today, so that was a positive takeaway from the 8-hour long session. Yes, 2pm to 10pm. At least the food was palatable this time, no doubt still as salty as ever.

And I'm so very dreading next week. I just hope that having ice-cream with NX will do me some magic. But before that happens, I'll have to cure my sore throat, or else Mr.Jack will continue his audio assault on me.