when Saturday The 27th is worse than Friday the 13th...
murphy's law was in action today. all that can go wrong went wrong.
woke up at 11.05am in the morning. dear and i were supposed to meet at Jurong East library at 11am... the fact that i woke up by myself only means one thing: she's still asleep and i'm late! eventually, we met at 1.10pm. we got off on the wrong foot when my heavy bag got me all grouchy and i started lecturing her about her efforts in studies (or rather the lack of it) s. though she didnt exactly show it, i know she got rather pissed at my nagging.
things were made worse by a lousy lunch and me spilling her drink on the helm her dress! only God knows why the idiotic me will attempt to pass her the drink when it's so full.. =x
so inevitably, i spilled the drink TWICE; once in her food, next on her dress, legs and feet. things took a downward spiral after that and both our moods nose-dived.
things between us got rather bad. but luckily it got better by dinner-time.
dinner was at IMM Mos Burger. a pleasant surprise through pure telepathy surfaced and it got both of us in awe... (yes dear, i didnt really show it but i was! =D)
hen...
horror of all horrors.
i spilled my drink again.
yes, i did. AGAIN.
this time i dirtied her feet and my jeans. i couldnt believe myself. up till today, i've NEVER spilled a drink in public before!
i was so so pissed with myself. so pissed.
my goodness..
what's happening to me?
today is NOT my day. period.
and dear made a dig at my marksmanship on our way home! WHAT?! my marksmanship?!! while i acknowledge the fact that i aint some sharp-shooter but i was NEVER a bo-bo shooter k! and i was constantly in the top percentile of shooters, be it rifle or pistol! (pardon my apparent lack of humble-ness.. =x)
hence, once again. today is so NOT my day.
i'm going to look up and check through the calenders of the next ten years.
i'm staying home on all Saturday The 27th!.
enough said.
now please excuse me while i go change out of my shorts which i've worn inside out.
woke up at 11.05am in the morning. dear and i were supposed to meet at Jurong East library at 11am... the fact that i woke up by myself only means one thing: she's still asleep and i'm late! eventually, we met at 1.10pm. we got off on the wrong foot when my heavy bag got me all grouchy and i started lecturing her about her efforts in studies (or rather the lack of it) s. though she didnt exactly show it, i know she got rather pissed at my nagging.
things were made worse by a lousy lunch and me spilling her drink on the helm her dress! only God knows why the idiotic me will attempt to pass her the drink when it's so full.. =x
so inevitably, i spilled the drink TWICE; once in her food, next on her dress, legs and feet. things took a downward spiral after that and both our moods nose-dived.
things between us got rather bad. but luckily it got better by dinner-time.
dinner was at IMM Mos Burger. a pleasant surprise through pure telepathy surfaced and it got both of us in awe... (yes dear, i didnt really show it but i was! =D)
hen...
horror of all horrors.
i spilled my drink again.
yes, i did. AGAIN.
this time i dirtied her feet and my jeans. i couldnt believe myself. up till today, i've NEVER spilled a drink in public before!
i was so so pissed with myself. so pissed.
my goodness..
what's happening to me?
today is NOT my day. period.
and dear made a dig at my marksmanship on our way home! WHAT?! my marksmanship?!! while i acknowledge the fact that i aint some sharp-shooter but i was NEVER a bo-bo shooter k! and i was constantly in the top percentile of shooters, be it rifle or pistol! (pardon my apparent lack of humble-ness.. =x)
hence, once again. today is so NOT my day.
i'm going to look up and check through the calenders of the next ten years.
i'm staying home on all Saturday The 27th!.
enough said.
now please excuse me while i go change out of my shorts which i've worn inside out.
sidenote:
i'm sorry for today dear..

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