Sunday, 28 September 2008
And I Am Telling You...
And this week I will have his life. I will study hand gestures and signals, I will have mnemonics for numbers 1 til 21 (have you played Black Jack?) like 16 is sweet, or 15 is payday or might go to the casino (which I am incidentally a member of) with my friends to play cards and I will keep all my winnings in my room's ceiling, then because it is not enough I will leave my job and study in Harvard. Yes, that is my plan until I see a new character that I can steal.
Seriously yesterday I deluded myself that it would be a great new day. I spent all of Fridays lying on the sofa for nearly 18 hours. I had that terrible pain and I couldn't afford to move a muscle. Even breathing caused me pain. I had no choice but to go to the kitchen cupboard to see a familiar friend. His name is V**ium, and if Im unable to face life and continue living I always ask his advice. And as a good friend he'll tell me what to do, and as his good friend I do what he says.
After 5 hours, at 2am I was awake. Honestly, A woke me up. We planned to watch the US presidential debate and we did. But because I was still in do-la-lee land, I really couldnt understand what they were saying. Either that or I really didnt care. I only watched it to criticise Obama. Im always reminded of a prune everytime I see him. I dont know why...
Then at Saturday afternoon I went to the gym. I only dealt with the cross trainer, my skin was still painful and although I am suicidal, I actually dont want to do it in the gym, while Im sweaty and stinky. Imagine what the newspapers would say... So I was careful.
Then later A met me in Bullring at 5pm. Then much later at 530pm the inevitable happened. I wont blog what transpired, only the cause of it.... A is unsure whether we could go to London for my 25th. A might be working on that time as A has no holidays/annual leave days left. But my point (yes, I have a point!) is I already cancelled watching WWE match as I thought we'll be in London instead. And I already booked the tickets... If A doesnt settle this chaos, I will celebrate my birthday in either of these 2 venues: hospital or grave.
It is actually 730 am; only had 4.5 hours sleep. I slept in the other room; I went to dreamland with a heavy heart, and a painful post injected skin (see my last post for details).
I am supposed to be not at work today, but my colleague cant do her shift later so here I am, saying goodbye to work free weekend. So after this I'm off to the gym then prepare for work. Not that I mind, I always say that weekend work is like a paid vacation for me anyway (no phonecalls, no other prefessionals visiting). It's just that when A goes home later, I am not here... we havent sorted out our issues yet; although I had a kiss this morning before A went out and I was pretending to be asleep, but still...
and hey! Net BFF, stop sulking alone! Move your ass here in England and we'll sulk together! lol.
Au Revoir.
Je m'appelle Kris Jasper.
15 comments:
And can i just say na 2 consecutive entries mo eh wala kang picture? picture of yourself. HAHA
Ish: My pic is there. ayun o, i'm wearing a tie and a blazer.
@ don: hi don, nice to read from you again.
dami bago sa site mo. i like the new pics and the banner super nice. :)
so you're suicidal pala. cool! hehehe! 80 percent of those who say they're suicidal turns up dead... but you're a special case i can see :)
advanced happy birthday, kj. i wonder what it feels like living in do-la-lee land??? hmmm...
I hope you get rid of that problem on your chest already...
How are you feeling now? Hopefully better.
With that "paid vacation" just imagine the extra shopping allowance you have. Isn't that enough to boost your spirit? lol
You have an audio linked to you page right? I'm so loving what I'm hearing. :)
Oh btw, i've noticed in yer blogger's profile... hindi ka galit sa horror flicks ahh? and then the previous entry was abt scared, haha.. yer xoo funey Kris.
Cheers!