Couldn't make it in the end. Dad came home early yesterday, meaning that I died. When I heard the door unlocking, I knew that my death was nearing. Using 2layers of tissue papers and clips to prevent the smell from getting into my nose was USELESS! Ran out to play basketball just to get away from it as I didn't want to go for wushu. The 5 minutes of durian inhalation had already maximised the damage done to my brain.
Basketball was quite fun with PK, especially after dinner, where we joined some others to play matches. I hate playing with those gangsters, but they were very funny and did not play rough. The only thing that made our day bad was that my lenses broke out from the frame. I'll have to find an optician to help fix it back. Time to spend money again. Freak.
I got home and died a 2nd time. Being hungry and lazy to buy food from the coffeeshop, I wanted to take some food from the refrigerator. However, I was looking for a quick and instant death as DURIAN SMELL still leaked out of the refrigerator. I'd rather starve myself to death than to smell durian. So, I died twice yesterday.
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