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Thursday, August 07, 2008

Scoop me up and we can go.
Sunday,
Couch Potato-ed.

Monday,
Work.

Tuesday,
After work, dinner with Rina. She was feeling all jittery, and whenever that happens, something bad would happen. After dinner, she exclaimed fuck 3 times, " I left my shoes in the office! How to go for dance?!" We resorted to borrowing a pair from one of the staffs, for the fear that it might smell like garbage. JitterBugs, everything was smooth, we were especially happy because the routine was going on fine, no fumbles except the tangled feet.
After sweltering from the class, Xin Wang with Chris to recharge the stamina. It was the 5th day of Hungry Ghost Festivals, as mentioned, i wanted the festive mood. Experiences and phenomenal superstitions related as we slurped the noodles. I was feeling especially spine chilling because my teddy boyfriend wasn't there to let me grip his thighs, as we carried on raising goosebumps. Rina said when i look through the webcam, a black figure would swoop pass my back, followed by my door opening with the old creaking noise. It immediately sent the shudders down my spine.











Here's to prepare myself for christmas, the red and green, as suggested by Rina.



I directed and produced a short clip, titled Scraps of Love for my sweetest drug, with 15minutes preparation, only 1 take, scraps of paper and markers.

Wednesday,
After work, i realize i'm having some stiff neck, strains and pains which led me to recall the movie Shutter, the ghost was all along sitting on Ananda's shoulders and that was what's causing the pain.
KAP with Kalai, stuffed 20 pieces of nuggets, divided equally, while she filled me up with the drama papa that happened. She used me as an excuse to tell her smelly dog about meeting me, that i was afraid of getting breast cancer, i made her run to the nearest tree and made sure she touched the wood before she could come back. This is no joke, not especially when its the crucial period before i go for my referral.
Back home, stick the medicated plaster on my neck, i can barely even lever my head upwards.

Thursday,
Work, with brought home assignments to do.
It's so ironic that sweetest drug and I will be in the hospital tomorrow, i love my boyfriend who hides under the leopard mink blanket with the black underwear, ironically in love. Optimistically, we'll be fine, oh so fine.
I'm feeling under the weather, red pock marks and grogginess.

You ain't even gotta worry and ain't nobody taking me away
It's not a game i'm here to stay
Long as i know you got me, i'll be loving you long time