Monday, July 17, 2006
starr, my nightlight
My favourite Queen Klutz is down with low-grade chickenpox. Darn girl had been vaccinated but it's just sheer bad luck that she's infected anyways. She's been granted fourteen days of medical leave and she sure isn't enjoying every bit of her house arrest. I, on the other hand, have my freedom but am not enjoying it one bit either -- piling assignments are sucking the life out of me.Gimme chickenpox!
Choyyyyyyyyyyyy knock on wood! TOUCHWOOD! TOUCHWOOD!
Her internet connection hasn't been established so girlie and i communicate solely on phones, text messaging and ocassional phonecalls. Cher peppered our halted conversations with "miss you vooman" and fragments of her reveries... of her and JPang. Haha bye bye YKJ, byebye Joseph the epitome of Weird, helloooo J to the O to the E to the Y! At least, we think her taste in men is still not beyond help... there's hope after all!
Me: __________ called again! (=
Her: You lucky vooman! I have none. Not a single tom, dick or ajinomoto.
^_-
Hahaha suddenly monday smells sweet. Oh so sweet.
Feelings that fail to be contained threaten to spilleth over. But they are private and sweet, they are mine, and i keep them close to my bosom; for all time.
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fara // 22:00
starr, my nightlight
My favourite Queen Klutz is down with low-grade chickenpox. Darn girl had been vaccinated but it's just sheer bad luck that she's infected anyways. She's been granted fourteen days of medical leave and she sure isn't enjoying every bit of her house arrest. I, on the other hand, have my freedom but am not enjoying it one bit either -- piling assignments are sucking the life out of me.
Choyyyyyyyyyyyy knock on wood! TOUCHWOOD! TOUCHWOOD!
Her internet connection hasn't been established so girlie and i communicate solely on phones, text messaging and ocassional phonecalls. Cher peppered our halted conversations with "miss you vooman" and fragments of her reveries... of her and JPang. Haha bye bye YKJ, byebye Joseph the epitome of Weird, helloooo J to the O to the E to the Y! At least, we think her taste in men is still not beyond help... there's hope after all!
Me: __________ called again! (=
Her: You lucky vooman! I have none. Not a single tom, dick or ajinomoto.
^_-
Hahaha suddenly monday smells sweet. Oh so sweet.
Feelings that fail to be contained threaten to spilleth over. But they are private and sweet, they are mine, and i keep them close to my bosom; for all time.
fara // 22:00
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