My parents and I came home and he wasn't there to welcome us like he always did. But we didn't really care and we went ahead to pack our groceries into the cupboard until dad suddenly bring his bird cages down and whisper to us --
"You shouldn't have left the master bedroom window open. Jojo jumped out."
We literally freaked out. My mind froze and my legs can't stop shivering.
HE REALLY DID JUMP OUT OF THE WINDOW FROM THE 8TH STOREY. And landed on the roof of the 7th storey.
He was really nervous but when he saw us he started BARKING, BOUNCING, AND WAGGING HIS TAIL. What if his excitement kills him and he falls off the roof? He's just 30cm away from falling.
We didn't even dare talk loudly in case his gets even more excited. He sat when we commanded him to "sit". But this dumbdumb dog can't contain his excitement and within seconds he started bouncing and barking again.
We got to save him, right? Somebody's gonna get on the roof and carry him up. There's daddy, mommy, and me. Who should be the one getting on the roof?
Who else. Me lor. Shit.
SO I CLIMBED OUT OF THE WINDOW ONTO THE ROOF BELOW. I MUST BE DAMN BRAVE.
And when I finally saved Jojo. There's another big problem - How do I get out?
So I guess this is when Napfa comes into play. I haven't utilized those muscles in years. I could feel my muscle tearing as I pull and climb out of the window.
My gosh. What a day, seriously.
P.S. I got a new phone for $8! Some Samsung phone.
I'm not sure how but I managed to deduct $260 (plan continuation, credit card point retrieval, etc.) off the already discounted price. It's the best!
No wonder all these stuff keeps happening to them. I don't mean to be evil but this is what they deserve. They bring the downfall to themselves.
What goes around comes around.
Even the PRC permanent residents in Singapore are crap. So what if they live here all their lives? They're just digging benefits from Singapore and then con everyone else.
You seducing witches and con masters. If the buildings ever fall on you again, I swear I won't even flinch.
I'm not cursing, I'm just saying. You know, what if.
(I know I'm just typing this in a fit of fury. But seriously! PRCs. Oh gosh, no wonder you are born ugly.)
Why must anyone comment about my looks? Don't you think I'm totally overrated? Is that all that it is to me? Don't I have other qualities too? Am I that defeated?
Everyone gets their share of attributes... except me. To everyone I'm just a freaking block of ice. I hope I get disfigured.
Anyway. Perseverance is really a virtue. I don't mean to be a hlk, but my perseverance finally paid off today.
Took a nap earlier just now and dragged myself out of bed at 12am to do my assignments. Thing is, I have to complete everything by today 'cos my shoot's this weekend and I'm sure I won't have any energy left to even think about it.
(Sidetracking a little, Facebook wasn't fun at all until I CREATED A FACEBOOK ACCOUNT FOR MY DOG. Suddenly he's got like, 40 friends within a day. Awesome or what, you tell me? I had to force myself to sign out so I won't get distracted.)
And so I kept doing and doing and doing and doing - Marketing and distribution paper... my script... english memoir.
I swear my eyes almost fell out. I can feel it hanging by its veins already.
But now, Joanna is a free woman - I AM FREAKING FREE FROM DEADLINES. YOU B.
Life is suddenly awesome all over again. Good night :-)
So freaking jaded I want to sleep my life away. So much for being an enthusiast.
Btw, have you ever met anyone as faithful as I am to my blog? I haven't switched to livejournal, wordpress, tumblr... or create a new blogger account for that matter. This 6-year relationship with my Armpit is going strong, ha!