Monday, September 06, 2004

I attend school totally cashless, ciggiesless, and absolutely clueless. Ok, the fact is, i've been cashless for the last weekends, but i need not worry. Reason? Darling will be there to pay for all my expenses. Be it the meals or my shoppin trips. It's real bimbotic. For example, when I have the cravin for some ice-creams, all i needa to do is put-out-my-hand-with-an-innocent-face-made-possible-with-a-pout, and i can have wat i wana! [Doesnt work everytime though.] No more searchin my bag, scramblin for my wallet. But soon this mornin, after we went different way, i realised being too dependent on him isnt a great idea after all. Now i have a debt of $2. Heh, i've juz eaten my economical lunch.

For the 1st time, i feel so broke. So so broke. I've been landin myself into small little debts like the above. Well, it may not be alot, but seriously, I dun really like the idea of owin debts. Guess noone likes it anyway. It would leaves such a bad reputation. Maybe the next time when others see me on the street, they woould go around sayin: "Oh, she's that girl blah blah blah.". In that case, I could die right, there and then. Seriously, sometimes, i do think i have this silly tendency to forget things. I would even forgetten tat i did owe you some bucks in the 1st place. All i could remember is only YOU-YOU-YOU, owin me my precious heard-earn money. And thinkin of ways to chasin after them, like a loanshark, for juz a mere 60cents. Haa. Well, if anytime you see some digustin pighead on your door, it wasnt me. Nonono, NOT ME~[High screehin tone with Battin of eyelids]. Ok, where was I? So ppl, please, remind me! If it's embaressin to ask, it's ok. Write it down somewhere, and paste on my big forehead, so i could see it clearly right in front of me. Or you could choose to mail it to me. Either ways are acceptable.

My darlin boy is down with fever. Poor thing. He called earlier to "report" tat he's already at home. Accordin to him, the chicken biscuits would probably be the cause of it. But, i kina feel that, it's would rather be the physical drainage. He's workin too much, too hard. 5-day-a-week in SPH telemarketer, the weekends as a SPH promoter. There's no break for him to rest his tired body! The moment he called earlier, i have this sudden urge to rush over, and plant a kiss on him to soothe the feverish uncomfort. Due to my cirmumistances, i din.. Guess he's busy sleepin now, certainly i do hope he would get well soon. Perhaps well enough to pick me up from my place later? Pathetic boy, it's bad enough to be sick, but even worse to have to pamper me when he's sick. Hmmm...I supposed meetin him today isnt possible.. But Baby, i miss you.[Keepin my fingers crossed though.]

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