Thursday, January 29, 2009
dear mr & mrs bloggie...
So Monday afternoon, as soon as I reached home, I got myself settled in, jetlagged at that, after my long trip to London. I got a lil rest before I head out for a date with Ferdie. And to my disbelieve (right) I never fail to piss both of us off. But at the end of the night, we were back to being lovey dovey. The limited time spent demanded no less.
Tuesday came and off we went to Sentosa to meet my cousins for our lil picnic session. Yet again, before we made our appearance, Ferdie and I had a big tiff. Apparently his driving skills drove me insane. Elaboration would be demeaning. I end this part here.
I sayang him lah, I'm touched because despite the fact that I was/am a bitch every other day, he didn't/doesn't give up on me. (I'm not sure whether presently he still sayang me after all that.) *sniffles a tear* Sue me for testing his patience far too much now. Bang.
Anyway I had a lovely evening with the usual peeps and for the first time ever, I lost in Scrabble, as in in the last place. Scrabble, mind you. For that, I will not forgive myself. It was a delightful picnic nevertheless, by my standards.
Labels: i feel blessed.
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
So excited was I that I pooh pawed all the way from London to Singapore. A 14-hrs flight was exactly what I needed.
>>>backtrack
As soon as I reached London, it didn’t take long for me to have a change of clothes and did me a lil pampering. Just so you know, ever since the exchange rates in pounds dropped tremendously, my colleagues and I really had a go on shopping. Ok, me not that much this time. Kheh.
Remember that IT bag I bought from Frankfurt? Apparently after comparing, the difference was a solid S$200. Boy you have no idea how much my heart’s bleeding. Yes, I am helping the economy…. I am helping the economy. (Can someone write my mantra on a banner please?) -_-
Tried real hard to convince myself to get another but I was too devastated so I ended up devoting my time shopping at Primark. Cheap-errrr. No matter how innocent the intent, my attempt proved otherwise, if such there be. Money money money.
Weather was dreary but as usual, it was just the way I liked it. Colleagues were jolly and I was one happy woman. SQ319, a big thank you, you.
I would love to elaborate more but I am not allowed to so I’ll leave you now with some ack photos of you-know-who.
Have I bored you already? My apologies.
Off I go now lah. Ta~
Labels: i feel content.
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
If no one is just about ready to shoot me now, I reckon I do the said myself. What, when after swearing off that place, I still went out of my own freewill. Shoot me.
Yes, as you might’ve guess mrs bloggie, I had me doing a lil dancing at Double O. Please, for the love of sanity, allow me to blame it on my cousins this time. I should’ve followed Cuz Kat to the lesbo club bah.
But nooooo….. Cuz Ctea, Cuz Nur and Cuz Serena had managed to drag me off the floor by the ears. And by that, I meant convincing me. Whatever. Before I know what I was doing, there I was outside the door of hell.
So, I went for the heck of it. Ehem.
We met Juls and his soccer mates and I hate to say this but it sure felt just like old times. Well, almost.
I regretted every sips of sin I had that night. The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. It caused me to do weird stuff and say stupid things. I puked at Spize, again in the cab and, no prize for guessing, outside my house.
Crazy woman managed to go home, quietly, without waking the parental units. Thank goodness. Don’t need ‘em seeing me in my drunken stupor now, do I? *shakes head in shame*
I am nursing my hangover still, and I’ve just asked my Mother to cook Tom yam soup for her poor daughter. Screwed, I’m going to hell.
Bye.
Labels: i feel intoxicated.
