oh hell.
never will i want to paint ceilings anymore.
haha.
neckache lahhhhh!

other than it was fine.
i loved the purple colour, though its like the international gay colour(?).
the funny thing is that my father didnt really have much paint on his body.
but for me halamak~!
like i painting my own body like.
body art they call it?
haha i think its because i sat on the floor and did all the other positions(alamak sounds so wrong) just to reach the little parts.
and i'm also the most idiotic and clumsy painter ever existed i guess.
i accidentally stepped into the paint tray and my whole feet got white.
clumsy lah!
ok lah at least i'm smart enough to not overwork and then get headache like yesterday.

tomorrow would be the living room turn.
haiz i will do my bes to avoid being asked to paint the ceiling.
haha i'm really sick of it.

oh haha i can't really resist the temptation of doing wiring.
so i helped my dad wire up the tv cable and run it all the way to the future tv feature.
it was fun, nobody got electrocuted.