Way To Go
Oh i’m coughing like a bitch today
And i can smell sickness in my nostrils when i breathe
Dis. Gus. Ting.
Sipping on hot chicken soup and surrounded by a bunch of used tissues,
I maintained my voice to make calls yesterday
TL asked me to take the medicine by the sink (so schweet! haha) and i got in a short nap
Then with my “If i don’t act sick, i’m noT sick!” attitude, i dressed and went out
And got more sick today
Way to go dumbass fairy.
Light Affair? Rubbish.
Disentangling Christmas lights require the patience of a nun
And despite what you all might say, that’d i’d require more then just patience bla bla bla, i feel like a certified nun now
Scenario:
Little me wrestling with a string of entangled starry lights
“Ish…” Maneuver. Dip head under on strand. Where does that… But that’s under… What the…
“Urghhh…” Ok ok… so that hook is connected to that strand… There you go… unhook that…
How come that’s so stuck…?
“BWARGH!”
Fucking thing… fucking… annoying… lights…
“Baby are you okay?”
The boyfriend’s eyes flicker over to me for a nanosecond before resting on the tv again
His thumbs and fingers are busy twiddling furiously on the Xbox console
“Mmmm argh, some help would be nice.”
“Okay…”
Fine, i’m not blessed with height, so i had to hop to throw the lights around the tree abit
By the time i was done, his ass was still planted in front of some Superman game
“Baby i love you!” he chirped
I grunted in response
“Magehai… got cheebai boyfriend like this can die!” i thought vehemently to myself
Next, the baubles
Ikea totally conned our asses… now i know why the baubles were cheaper then usual… cos you have to meticulously tie all the strings on yourself!!!
“Baby want some chocolate?”
“I. Want. Some. Help.”
“But i don’t know what to do!”
In the end he helped me tie the strings on (like five only)
Never heard so many curses pass through his lips in five minutes before
“Stupid gay shit… urgh!”
How fun it is to torture boyfriends 
“I hate anything to do with artsy stuff! I hate designy things! I even hated my design teachers!”
“… do you hate me now?”
“YES.” 
“Awww….” 
Perhaps all the well we didn’t have some Christmas Tree Decorating Party
Cos my Martha side would prollie come out if someone hung the deco the wrong way
As did he
“You can’t hang that there!” i shrieked
“Why not?!” Fella losing patience already
“Because the one right next to it is the same design!!!”
“GOOD.”
“You hung this one right?” I pointed at a forlorn burgundy bauble
It looked forlorn because…
“Yes. Why? What’s wrong with it?” he challenged
“It’s not hanging! It’s like, resting on the branch.”
“GOOD.”
I couldn’t tahan and started laughing
Needless to state, in the end i still finished it up myself
Whats Up.
Adam C here again.
To post more tributes to the greatest man alive.
Ar-Nold.
Oh, and who wouldn’t want to see this awesome film? I would.
Panickings
Ok breathe in, breathe out
I haven’t started Christmas shopping yet
Argghhhh am i crazy? Its 6 days to Christmas!
I have a few more brands i need to cover for my fashion loans
I have many many articles due
I have batches of photos to edit
I need to invoice all the mags and newspaper before the year is over
I have to clean my room for my aunt and uncle to stay in during Christmas (sorting out everything in my room is going to take me AGES)
I haven’t decided where to have AlcoJason’s thing yet ARGH
I have parties/events that i have to show up for
And to top it off, i’m getting a flu
ARGHHHHHHH
On another note, QueenKanch is reunited with SuckBallLouis and both seemed to have disappeared off the face of the planet
Haven’t seen her and am guessing i will be neglected for another week
Ahaha…
After an exhausting day, i’m sitting at home, sober as a Smellie, reading past posts in my blog for happy memories
Look!
I gave my credit card its virgin swipe two years ago!
And got tattled on by Ashley -_-
And look at my face in the picture…
I don’t think i was wearing any makeup and i had no blemishes!
Now i have stress skin… dry, small breakouts i never had my whole life, little age spots (that the boyfriend calls freckles but i’m chinese damn it. Age spots, age spots la.) and NO DARK EYEBAGS
I just bought my first concealer last week
I know… good enough that i managed to do without till i’m 23 but still…
Oh woe is aging, work and too many nights spent partying/working late
Haha and look at this!
I tortured PassedOutBen by belting out Christmas carols during a traffic jam
Just the other night, i sang different carols as KinkyPugKevin and i walked from KLCC to Zouk
“Dashing through the snow! On a one horse open sleigh!”
“Er…”
“O’er the hills we go! Laughing all the way, ha ha ha!”
“UGH.”
“Do you know all the reindeer names? *i* know all the reindeer names! *acting childishly superior*”
“Uh huh…”
“Have yourselves… a merry little Christmas!!!”
“Eh, we’re reaching already, enough!!!!”
“No! Got time for one more verse! *quickly opens mouth* I’mmmmm dreaming of a whiteee christmas!”
*walks hurriedly to reach faster*
Looks like some things never change
Faithless – I Can’t Get No Sleep
By midnight, they were both home
He watched the telly, while she, had some unfinished work to complete
Exhausted, they both fell into bed at 1
Time passed
They shifted around in bed
First his arm under her
Then hers around his waist
An hour and a half later, they were still awake in the darkness
“I just put my face on your drool.”
“Sorry,” said he, softly
Minutes passed
“I can’t sleep…”
“I can’t sleep too…”
“Baby…” she said haltingly
“What.”
“I feel… like there’s something weird in the room.”
“Like what? Ghosts?” he replied, with an almost-mocking tone
Bloody English boy, thought she, spirits would have sounded so much better
“The other day… it was morning already and you’d left for work. And i heard our doorknob rattle and i thought you’d forgot something. But, of course, you didn’t come in…”
She awaited what he would say
As expected, he went “Mmm” and pooh-poohed the thought
And she hesitated before deciding not to mention that she’d had an image whilst her eyes were closed, of a grey triangle-shaped thing floating in on the ceiling after the funny doorknob incident
The paranoid thoughts started streaming through her head
Oh my god… first i couldn’t sleep at home because of that dream and now i can’t sleep here too!
At least he’s next to me
I feel like asking sharon to come and see whether there’s anything here…
I wonder if she has the time
No, don’t be stupid. There’s nothing here. It’s just your damn imagination
What about the doorknob rattle?
It’s the damn wind, bitch. Now shut up and try to sleep
I can’t. Vodka can help me to sleep
Such a bad habit. Shouldn’t even start it
Sigh
Sigh
Sigh sigh sigh, she went
It’s okay baby, i’m here, he said
So they tried falling asleep once more
Soon, their voices filled the dark air again
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Do you want cake?”
“Stupid. I want vodka so i can just go to sleep.”
“Cake.”
“Vodka….”
“Cake and milk?”
“Vodka and juice…”
“I’m hungry.”
“What?”
“I’m hungry,” he repeated
“Want me to cook for you?”
“Yes please.”
“The usual okay.”
“Okay.”
Slipping on her bathrobe, she padded out into the kitchen
And blogged while the pasta cooked in the pot
