someday, my prince will come

queen bizi. phoebe.
biography
blogs are dramaticised. mine, in particular, being especially so.

self-dilute my satirical nonsense, as you deem fit. i am generally a lot lesser than my insubstantial vernacular.

comments are generally unappreciated and ignored. unless you have been involved in a clandestine scandal with me, i will pretend to be ignorant to your cognizance of this humble presence.

i am on a perpetuated diet.
i am unbelievably stubborn.
i am ridiculously fickle-minded.

i am full of shit. i know.
chatter
if you really must, urgh


past and present
the irritating twitter bug






mt. bizi's 5 fingers. @ 01:09
i dun have enough time to post the pictures that i want to post. a whole shit load of them. yikes!


i will do that when i have the 闲情雅兴 to do so. i simply cant find any strand of creativity left in me to blog after spending the whole of last week, struggling to make ends meet. its not easy surving 8-9 working hours (plus school when i'm not otherwise working) on 2-3 hours of sleep, days on end. see, even my spelling deserts me. surviving.

anyways, the point is, i really just wanna say sorry to my darling dear honey bunny hubby waffle chocolate peanut butter cookies cream pie. ^^

i was feeling abit stifled the other day by all those deadlines and work schedule and all i wanted was to have more time to hug my darling dear to sleep and wake up when we feel like waking up, instead of being woken by the stupid alarm. its so irritating to have to wake up every morning. and its more irritating to have to wake ur super cute boyfriend up when he's sleeping so soundly (and cutely also la)..

anyways, point is, i wanna say sorry to darling because i told him that i felt stifled, and whenever i feel stifled, i start thinking if its really a good idea to even have a boyfriend at all. yes, i know its unhealthy to have such thoughts, like i want to la. and poor darling got so freaked out by that idea that he completely spaced out for like 5-10 minutes and he (according to himself) was almost going to cry already.

i feel so terribly guilty can?

like i will say bye bye to the cutest boyfriend, who pats me to sleep, hugs me to sleep, and when i'm asleep, goes down to wash his van. who puts more effort into cooking maggi mee for me than for himself such that mine tastes heavenly while his is like, like that lor. ^^

i am so loved. i dun just feel loved, i am. ^^

i love holding his hand while he drives me home. i love lying on his shoulder and distracting him while he drives me home. i love it when he gets irritated that i'm pouting again. i love it when he tells me his butt itches. i love it when he calls to tell me his fart is smelly. and like i will ever allow him to even think of escaping mt. bizi's 5 fingers. blehs.

i love u bao.

i love my bao.


oh, just a little preview of wats to come in my next blog..




oh oh, by the way, laozhabor.blogspot.com is real one leh!!


Monday, March 26, 2007
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