my foot. literally.

I insist on complaining even though I know it's trivial. So there.

By some miraculous contrivance of Force, Angle and A-Million-To-One-Chance, I have managed to bang the top of my foot really really hard on my locker door.

Really really hard.

For once in my life, when I yell "MY FOOT!" I honestly literally am referring to that part of my anatomy. Of course, I didn't mean "Fuck my foot!" - it's more like "Fuck! My foot!". Suddenly, punctuation is very important.

Such excessive force on my foot has managed to compress my blood vessels to the extent that they have ruptured. They are now behaving like leaking pipes - gushing out liquid like no one's business. My epithelial cells, on the other hand, are pretty much unscathed, (looks like Shea Yuin's observation of my having 'thick skin' holds true! :P) so for now, I have a lovely purplish-blue flower blossoming on my right foot.

I would have been pleased with my new tattoo if it didn't hurt that much. Now, when I walk, it feels like someone had blardy planted a blardy mine underneath my blardy right foot.

*step*KAPOWW!*step*BOOM!*step*BAMM!*

Indeed, I am having fun complaining. It's so therapeutic, no?

I shall try my best to sleep the pain away :D

quadrilateral complications

"Suiying, you want some sauce?"

Very innocent question, right? Just helping out a friend right?

NOOO....

It is the beginning of my involvement with that Bugger-Krystal-Beatrice love triangle. Now, it's a quadrilateral. Wah lau. Just because Bugger asked me before he asked Beatrice!

So now I am trying my best to evade the death rays his fanatical girlfriend is trying to fry me with. Phew! Good thing she has terrible aim! And I can use Bugger as a shield :)

Everytime I talk to Bugger, I look around furtively in case Beatrice is lurking around somewhere below and tries to garrote me. Heck, she once bribed me into not talking to Bugger! I shall not reveal the terms and conditions *grin* But then, she withdrew her offer, so now I am free to talk to Bugger. Damn :D

Hell, today I was just heading out to an empty spot in front of the library to sit and to mind my own business. Mana lah tahu, suddenly this feral animal took the form of a Beatrice and growled at me: a clear primitive signal of BACK OFF! I looked behind her. Ah. No wonder. She's guarding me from Bugger. 

Haih...

Beatrice, no need to expend energy for growling + baring teeth. Just point out the fact that Bugger is there and I will obligingly fade into the background and leave him to your mercy, I mean, leave him to your love ;)

What I would give to go back to the time when all I had was Ronnie :D

i need a hug

a rushed post

I know I know... It's about time I updated :) my wireless connection in Akasia decided to go on vacation last week. Hence, the long hiatus.

Anyway, thank you Austinians for such a great time at Steaming Flameboat! You people are absolutively the best party-people / camwhores / cake victims ever! Cheers! Let's do it again! For my other dear readers, you can get more biased news and scandalous photos at Weijie's, Arif's, Charis's and Bugger's. They did really great jobs spinning stories and telling tales :D

Sorry for such a disappointing post. I'm currently very busy trying to hold 4 relationships at the same time, fend off 3 vengeful rivals, and wriggle out of a deadly pentagon. Confused? Bugger can explain.

I'll make up for this later, kay?

like a rubber duck out of water

*dramatic sigh*

You can never tell what you can / will do

Guess what I did today?

I walked into a clothing store

Browsed

And bought:

A white blouse designed to draw attention to the bust

A red skirt with twirly beads at the hem

A pink C-cup bra

And

.

.

.

I tried them on.

Oh. My. God.

I swear, that excruciating image has been branded straight to my cerebellum.

suiying in a skirt! My God! Incomprehensible!

Nevertheless, I survived the sight. But only because I'm dying to see KayJay in them.

:D

:D :D

:D :D :D

KayJay is SO dead. I must get my satisfaction. After all that I've been through.

*dramatic sigh*