My delectable antics. Oooh

Today, I screamed for a good 2-4 seconds at the parking area of West Coast Park. You want to know why?

Ok, let me tell you, I have this bad habit of peeking into other people's car when its stationary/parked. I don't know why, I think I just like checking my own reflection in the car windows as i walk... you know, to check how much I've been sweating/ to see if my hair is out of place (yeah yeah very very vain, i know). So today was no different. I happily peeked into the first car that I happened to walk past after crossing over and guess what i saw???

A DOG IN THE BACK SEAT! IT WAS SO STILL... AND POSSIBLY DEAD.

That was when I started screaming. Yes for about 3.5 seconds (which is actually a relatively long period of time). Imagine all those passer-bys I must have scared.

But screaming is a justifiable reaction to such monstrosity, don't you think?

I mean, seriously, WHO ON EARTH WOULD BE SO EVIL AS TO SUFFOCATE THEIR PET DOG IN THE BACK SEAT OF THEIR BLOODY CAR, INFUSED WITH CARBON MONOXIDE, IN THIS SWELTERING, UNFORGIVABLE SUN RIGHT?? By then I was already running towards Mac D's, thinking of asking them to make an announcement loud enough for the entire west coast park area to hear, asking the owner to quickly run back and resuscitate that poor doggie.

But before I could reach the front door, I realised that I dropped my sweater and wallet while running and i decided to go back and get it in case a car runs over my stuff. Thank god I dropped those things.

BECAUSE,

When i checked out the car again, this time determined to memorize the plate number...

what I saw was:

Uh yeah, something which looks like that tissue box cover.

As of today, I am a certified nutcase. Thankyouverymuch. Can i attribute my outburst to stress? Because of the financial crisis and A'levels? Ha ha. No la, i just have a really really soft spot for animals- on top of all my other soft spots that my closests of friends should know about (hur hur- this is a very dry and wry laugh ok).

After that, i walked into WCP mac like I was any normal person, ordered iced latte and sat down to read history for a solid 2 hours (yeah it was too cold & then it got too warm) before heading home.

ONE MORE DAY! SO SEX-CITING.