hole.

16 Nov

I love her like a sister.
We are absolutely different in every aspect of life and yet, we are best friends.
We do argue but we made up and watch movies and eat to our heart content.
We laugh, we quarrel, we listen to each other’s trouble and despair.
We poke fun and know when we would cross the line.
Plus, my parents love her and vice versa (:

We went cycling because I ended work early and she was psychologically sick.
Being the more adventurous, I took the front of the double seater bike and peddle like mad.
She screamed, and later we found out that her pants ripped. like.a.big.big.extremely.big.hole.
you wouldn’t miss it.
of course, she blew up and I was amazed by her sheer vocabulary of profanities.
haha.

BUT HEY, IT TURNED OUT WELL IN THE END.
she thought she had it bad, until we saw paramedics extricate a girl whose skin got stuck on the bike’s chain.
ouch.

I asked my boyfriend when he called at night as to why we never took the double bike before.
“We’re just plain competitive”

Yeah, well, that’s part is true.

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