I just got home. I was doing some 'manual labor' at my gf's apartment. You see, she just moved there recently, but she's not very happy with the annoying 1.5 meters long x 5 inches wide gaping hole located on the top part of her apartment entrance. (After a thorough analysis, I still do not understand why the architects found it necessary to put that hole in there. Prolly just to annoy horny people. Or prolly for better air circulation...?) She couldn't have naughty phone conversations or fool around with her bf in her apartment coz she was too worried about her neighbors hearing/knowing what she was up to. Me and my girlfriends are all teachers, so we sorta obssess about our reputations a lot.
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I have plenty of gfs, but they all treat me with reverence and respect because I know how to use a hammer and pliers! My words are as good as a command. It's a little bit scary coz they usually take what I say seriously. And I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not. And for those of you who have read a good part of my blog, you're prolly thinking hmmmmm.
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There was a pink chair and a table wrapped in pink paper waiting for me when I got to my gf's apartment. Such warm welcome. It was tempting to sit on the pink chair and talk about how much I appreciate the pink working environment, but I'm a no-nonsense kind of girl so I decided to do some work. Besides, the pink chair and table was just for me to climb on to so I could reach the damn hole. No need to be sentimental about it.
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Well, the cement we bought wasn't working very well, so we scratched the idea and decided to use styrofoam instead. We covered the styrofoam with white paper and painted it baby blue like her wall, and then super-glued the damn thing on top of the hole.
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My gf was speechless from gratitude. She was in awe! She thanked me a million times for sorting out her apartment issues and mixed me a pink cold drink! :_P
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Today work consisted of training first-aid and getting certified. I was taught CPR (for adults and infants); first aid and making slings to protect injuries (head injuries, neck injuries, leg injuries, sprains, fractures, etc); first aid for shocks, choking, epilepsy, burns, heat strokes, nose bleeds, cuts/wounds; techniques for moving, etc. It was rather an interesting day. At first I was apprehensive to do the application part, but I got high marks for CPR and did pretty well with the rest. Not a bad day altogether.
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I cut my hair today and I'm loving it. It's still long, but it looks a lot fashionable. My hair used to be too long. And cutting 3 inches off it shows it off better in a fashionable and chic manner.
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