And now, M, like a bee frantically looking for honey, is cleaning his room and dumping rotten crap into tens of plastic bags...but only after 5 minutes of cleaning, he glanced at his guitar and started playing it.
Friday, June 4, 2010
Clean.
A minute ago M was confronted by his very reserved roomate who didn't look too happy seeing the food and drinks in the fridge. The roomate, whom M do not even know his name after knowing he existed for 1 year, was going to complain that it might be noisy and he's studying for final exams. M hastily mentioned that the party was going to be outside. A closely shaved bullet...
And now, M, like a bee frantically looking for honey, is cleaning his room and dumping rotten crap into tens of plastic bags...but only after 5 minutes of cleaning, he glanced at his guitar and started playing it.
And now, M, like a bee frantically looking for honey, is cleaning his room and dumping rotten crap into tens of plastic bags...but only after 5 minutes of cleaning, he glanced at his guitar and started playing it.
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