Make that a good one.

My biological system is going haywire, and I have yet to sleep for the night, yet.

Sometimes I can’t help but be blardy angry with myself.

I had to remind myself to constantly save my draft, cos the unreliable Firefox has the tendency to have bugs and end the program when I launch a java window.

I so much want to swear and curse cos I had stayed up till now to type a fresh new entry, which was eaten up just when I was supposed to post the last picture to end off the post.

And as you guys know I usually type quite an obscene amount, it meant the stupid browser ate up quite a considerable amount of my efforts.

I am thinking of all the fanciful swear words I have acquainted with recently and is holding back the urge to launch into a tirade of them.

*BREATHE*

WOOOOOOSAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

OOOOOOOMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHH.

Nah b Nah.. I am cool. I shall retype again.

***

I am blardy angry now.

It ate the post for a blardy freaking 2nd time.

That means, my retyped post(almost to 100% perfection of the 1st one) was ate up too.

The audacity.

I hereby declare Firefox sucks big time.

And I am very, very, angry.

***

And woops, my bad.

The previous entry was offline for a little while cos I had absent-mindedly saved it as draft instead of publishing the entry after I edited it.

SBB had brought it to my attention after asking why had I taken it down.

Since I was out till 12 noon today, I didn’t have the chance to remedy it until I get back home just now.

So no, I didn’t remove it cos I deem it sensitive or whatsoever. I don’t think I would ever retract any posts I decided to post up.

And, am terribly sorry for the delayed update for my previous post too.

And yah, I still have yet to sleep.

The very sweet Joanne actually packed food for me for lunch today, cos she thought of doing some catching up with me.

But it was a pity that she caught me at a wrong time since I was pretty tired, so she left pretty early.

The darling had wanted to make sure I go straight to bed, and had wanted to tuck me in.

But I actually took time off to sneak in this troublesome entry that is not only short, but also took a blardy long time cos it got eaten up twice.

I finally greeted the day at late 4 in the noon yesterday, and while I was lazing in bed, the house phone screamt for my attention and it was SBB on the line.

If he had called 10 minutes earlier while I was still blissfully sleeping, I might have been a grouchy bitch and whine incessantly about my disturbed sleep.

I now very angry cos my post was eaten up. So I shall type everything in point form.

I went back to sleep after an hour on the phone with SBB.

Woke up at 9pm.

VampTreSS called to ask to meet up. I agreed.

I met dad, after an hour of blogging.

I went down to meet Vamp since we arranged to meet at 12.30pm.

But, there was a freaking jam.

Yes, jam at midnight.

Silly or what? That was why I was late.

So dangerous.

Jammed the expressway at 12.30am.

Supper at youth park.

Walked over to Cineleisure.

Saw someone whom FF would love to see.

The yucky and scrawny Sylvester Sim.

We sang for 4 hours.

2 of us only. So romantic.


We dressed to match the walls.

Crooned songs by Mandarin pop powerhouses.

Danced. Boogied. Jumped the couch. Yelled. Teased the part-timers. Vamp hit her head against the wall while checking guys out. Bitched. Gossiped. Whatever.

(As you can see, after typing 2 identical entries painstakingly, I have no more energy and mood left to elaborate.)

We fell short of asking if the servers do ’special’. We joked with him when he asked why we have yet to leave when the session concluded that we were waiting for him to knock off.

We, equal, dirty old women.

Lock you sons at home, will ya?

Nymphos on the loose.

Session ended at 6am.

We walked out.

Walked to Killiney coffeeshop for breakfast.

Or was it supper?

SBB joined us shortly after.

I saw the love of my life when he strutted into the coffeeshop.

He was a picture of suaveness and droolsome charisma.

Isn’t he such a darling?

SBB and Vamp hit off pretty well, since they had met before the previous time I met up with Vamp.

I propped my back against his chest, leaned back and listened on to the conversation.

I grew bored and whipped out my camera and took pictures of them.

I awed myself with my brilliant photography skills.

I made Vamp look like a… erm, vamp.

So porn-starish.

Not choreographed somemore.

Darn sexy right?

No wonder Philip had asked for her online moniker after seeing her in the series of pictures I took of her and her chummies the previous time round.

The quality of picture is really bad after I switched to Blogger’s picture loading engine.

It would be nice if some nice souls out there are willing to donate generous to help my purchase for a digital professional camera.

Really.

I promise I will help all you guys who contribute to my camera fund to take nude pictures, for free!

Such good deal, isn’t it?

Artistically done, I promise!

Tastefully done, guaranteed!

*Doe-eyed look* Please? It was 11.30am when I finally succumbed to the temptation of passing empty cabs.

Vamp decided she would call it a ‘night’ and walked home, whilst SBB was off to run some errands. I chose to head home.

I had not wanted to compromise my integrity when I insisted I shall go public and walk to the MRT station to take a train back instead.

Until, the strong urge to be a brat was tickled by SBB.

‘So far, you know? Jurong very far from town. The weather so hot somemore. You haven’t rested for the night yet, and you must be tired. The walk to MRT is not near, ya know? Blarblarblar.’

I walked him to the bike, kissed and hugged him goodbye, before walking onto the main road, with 1% of me pulling me towards the MRT station.

It’s really not my fault.

It’s just a reflex reaction when my right arm shot up into the air, and an empty cab halted right before me.

It must be fate that brought it to me.

It was my destiny to hop on the cab.

So, that was pretty much how my Friday night went.

Yeap, it’s still Friday night for me despite it’s already 7 plus in the evening, since I still have yet to hit the sacks.

My body clock is so blardy screwed.

My biological system is so blardy screwed, too.

I am bleeding.

*Sulk*

Ah well.

I still have yet to account for my last Sunday - Thursday recap.

I have never ever lagged so much in my recaps, ya know?

Sheesh.

I now so very angry.

So angry I don’t know what to say.

Actually, I am not that angry, just that I want to say I am angry.

Cos I am supposed to be angry, no?

Hmm..

I am such a confused one.