I went to Bugis all alone today. I board the bus, holding a plastic bag holding the spoilt cage. Yes! I'm going to bugis to exchange the cage because of a small piece of plastic being chipped off. Along my peaceful journey, I was disturb by JM. He called me to go cycling and I agreed. I went home to put my hamster cage and then over to loy's home to get the bike. We rushed to Tiong Bahru Park and as usual, JM was late. We cycle around and I attempted to make JM fall by going through some difficult route but lucky for him, he went through everything safely. After cycling, I went home and realised the hamster cage was already fixed by my sister. I was hoping to do it myself but nevermind then. Tonight, PL requested for something. Then, this strange feeling overwhelmed me entirely. Why am i reacting like this? I hate it whenever this happen but I seems to have no control over it. I think I will get question by her after giving this statement. Maybe I just think of some ways to explain. =(