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Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Woke up at 10 and snuggle on the couch til 11, watching the telly.
Then I was hoping that she'll come at bout 12.
When a text came in, stating she'll only be here at 1.
I thought maybe for once, I was happier at the fact that she's comin a lil later.
And at 1, I had my head popped out from the window grill.
And all I ever shouted was, "incoming incoming".
Bro on the other hand, wasn't helping out at all.
In the midst of waiting, he taught me the "postman dance".
with lyrics to go along with. "postpan pets postman pets".
Heh. At least that cheered me up a little.
( I know, you've NO IDEA what Im talkin bout )

Hah. Go Figure.

And then it was 2.
Whats fustrating was, for every bus that came, only an old man alighted.
Then we had a bet.
I said eagerly, "If she doesn't comes by then, I'll be the first to shower & for once, I'll acc u buy dinner". ( since I was craving for my peach tea at the same time )
He agreed. And I, I did push-ups / jumping jacks just so to calm myself down.

The End. :D

Oh, and I might be moving over to http://boxandlocks.blogspot.com


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