This week have been soccer filled. Played thrice in a week and I'm rrrreally exhausted now. Thinking if I should catch the england game at 2:30.
I don't often get people asking me out but when it happens, especially when they are different groups, I find it very hard to say no, let alone find an excuse that makes sense. It's just me, don't like the idea of letting people down.
I took a cab back from Ang Mo Kio. The cab driver couldn't stop talking to me. He asked me if I knew which country's people are the dirtiest. Beat that. Random. Took me awhile to get the right answer, which was France, and why? Because they invented the perfume so they don't shower as much. I couldn't tell if he was telling me a joke or if he was seriously asking. Then halfway through, he tells me he thinks he's from another planet. Ah but he's a nice chap, all the best uncle!