Helping things.

 So today, I got to see my brother's hostel. And I also helped him with some things.

It was a normal day, or was it? I was just sitting in a chair doing my thing and mom comes out of nowhere and asks if I wanted to go to my brother's hostel, and I agreed. But when I got on the scooter, a large suitcase was in the middle and I had to go with the suitcase. My hand felt like it was going to break but thankfully it didn't. And we arrived at the hostel. And in the hostel, my brother's room was on the third floor and the room had a window. And I needed to go back again to bring more things to the hostel.

I went home from the scooter and scooped up a boiler that apparently boils water. And also a bottle of honey and a charger for the boiler. And I went back to the hostel again, and it was also more painful to carry the boiler. I was relieved that it ended... right?

We almost had all the things to bring to the hostel and just one or three things to bring there again. And I went home AGAIN and brought the supplies AGAIN. Also, there was a broken toilet on the 2nd floor and I guess now I know what the inside of a toilet looks like I guess. And this time, my brother and I could only carry 2 things, and there was one more. So he went to the ground floor to get the 3rd item thing. And the other in the same room asked me some questions. I got most of them right and they were impressed. And I went back home.

My brother and I needed to go there again for something, and I refused and now here I am writing a blog that I will never forget, lol.