I'll be your Paparazzi

Monday, November 12, 2007

A gust.
Today was a long day for me which started at 6.40am, the time i forced myself outta bed.
I miss school, not the tutorials or lectures. It was International Business and International Treasury and Finance today, 2 fricking bored modules which i show no interest in, more for the latter. One of my lecturers asked if we remembered what does CMFI stands for? It's supposedly to be Capital Market Financial Intruments but dayana said, Cock Must Fit In.
All the way till 11am then i could make my way to canteen for yong tau foo.
It was raining cats and dogs in the afternoon and i text-ed sayang after class, he replied, "Raining cats and dogs? My side also raining, frogs and luohan fish." The effect was immediate, a grin on my face, which at least made my day after 3 hrs of zombie classes.
End of school, but no, i can't go home to catch some winks of sleep. It's start of work.
I'm glad that at least today i had assignments to do, photocopying, my favourite. You can ask me to stand in front of the copier all day to zap documents, i'm more than satisfied.
To the sayang after work. We bought 6 otahs from this malay man near the mrt station, i just suddenly craved for it and persuaded him to share the crave. It didn't turn out nice anyway.
I have the strains in my stomach, some sort like cramp and i have to walk like a hunchback notre dame.
While waiting for bus, sayang suddenly dropped his jaws and stared behind me. The glass panel was closed when we sat down, but like out of a sudden it was ajar. Then he started scaring me with ghosts, hantu you know. Yes i got a lil freaked out and he dared me to close it back, i did. It just shut tightly and we wonder how come it opened up, the wind wasn't that strong.
I folded a heart with a pamphlet, sayang decided to place it on his cap.

Til then,
i'm still Loving my hubby.


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