hello runner.
eh sounds familiar, yeah, its because the title was hello runner
OK ANYWAY.
because i cant take my pictures because i lost my camera (boohoo)
and my phone was gay enough to not allow me to take clear ones, im hear to write a thousand word essay so that it'll paint a picture.
a picture paints a thousand words= a thousand words paint a picture.
haha so here goes the vivid description of how to get to my house.
from the bus stop, which is located near a church called stjohn stmargret.
ok that isnt the main point, when the 74 turns under the MRT track, you'll see this really cool orange buildings. thats where i stay, so just quickly jab the bell and get your arse off the bus.
ok now, you're at the bus stop, turn left, yes left you smart alek, or alice since you're a girl.
walk down and when you can finally turn right, do so.
the turn right will lead you down this gentle downslope. get walkin' into the estate already.
the estate compromises of different buildings. some are horizontal, others are vertical. the horizontal ones are like. the one i stay in, they're short, but are fatter, yes, they are fat and so are you so that's why we'll be running.
ok, block 23, which is where me, your eye candy lives.
eh.. its sandwiched between block 17 and block 22, and its the shortest block
reaching only the height of 12 levels whereas block 22 is 15levels
and BLOCK 17 is a freaking 30levels.
ok so now, when you enter block 23, the first lift is THE lift.
i live on the tenth floor, yes a really sexy number inside out...
i live at door -380. my foor number is #10-380.
when you finally get your hands on the door, knock because the bell is screwed. :D
haha then come in and lets have some FUN!
woah woah suggestive, nah.
ok once again im sorry for not having the pictures
to make things simpler, you can just call me up when you're at the busstop, or
you can try to D.I.Y if you want the childish thrill of a atrouciously easy treasure hunt.
im waiting.. ok eew sick just get your arse here, QUICK!
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