I got something for Bby last Friday.

Okay.

Actually it is something for the both of us.

I can use it too and intend to use it as much as I can.

But I choose the color and decided to get it cos Bby loves this thing.

I won’t tell you all what it is till it’s arrived!

XOXO

And I know I'm not blogging tt much cos I’m busy being beautifully ugly
Opps. Thats me. Gtg gtg.

My Gift From God

What is it?

That's a secret, I'll never tell.

Never tell
Never tell
Never tell
Never tell

XOXO

\M/

YOU ROCK!

Yes yes yes. These are the words I see on the tele these days.

After watching Gossip Girl and seeing 'Serena' have a battle with 'Vanessa' over Guitar Hero. Bby couldn't wait and had to get one for himself.

So down to the shops we went over the weekend and back again we returned with the whole entire band set!

Yes. Bby spoke to the guy at the counter and asked him which would be better. Buying the entire band set or just the Guitar. (Bby was attracted to the Guitar in the first place you see).

The sale man told him, "Well, it depends on how many are going to play this game."
Bby replied him, "Well, as you can see, it's just she and me, but if you're free then that would make it three!"
[Okay. Bby didn't rap or rhyme I just made it up but he did make a tiny joke somewhat in that light.]

So. Back to the main topic. The sales man told him after playing with the guitar, one will definately come back for the drum set. So~ Bby bought Guitar Hero Band over the weekend and now we have jamming session each night.

Last two weeks phone calls in the afternoon use to end with "XOXO, You know you love me." now end with, "You Rock! See you later for some jamming~"

Which seriously make me wonder what new lines we will use next.

Till then,
XOXO, YOU ROCK! :D
[Pictures were taken but Bby has a lawyer so I better not post them. :D]

I'm Such A Klutz

Bby watched Good Luck Chuck and has said Jessica Alba reminds him of me.

Yes. I'm always injuring myself. Bumping into things. Tripping over myself. Cutting myself.  

Let me bring you through a reenactment of what happened this morning:

I was late for work. (Ya ya. We all know. The usual. What's new?) Bby would usually drive me but he had to head off for work earlier than me. So~ Little Miss Late had to make her way to work on her own. 'Smart' enough, she took the train.

Got off at Dhouby Ghout to switch over from the North East Line to the North South Line. I was the first out of the train when we reached Dhouby Ghout. And I was the first on the escalator.

I hate standing on waiting for the stair to reach the top so I usual climb.

While doing my usual climb, my flip flops tripped over one step and made me shove my toe towards the second step and into one of the jagged teeth edges of the stair. Boy did that hurt. But that didn't fail me from feeling that my pride and my glamorous image would be worse off. (I was the 1st, it was peak hour. Tell me that NOBODY was standing behind me?)

So to avoid being seen, I picked up my speed and climbed faster. Only to trip on the stairs again and fling my toe, yes, same spot, towards another jagged tooth edge stair.

Yes. Double OW~

I look down and it looks like all is okay. Just a little dirt from the stairs smudged on the toe. I continue to make my way to the other side of the train station. Not wanting others to spot me.

I reach the other side and await for my train. contemplating if I shouls kneel down and take a look at my toe but worry with fear that people might recognize me if I do so and think "Oh! so it was she who was the klutz." so i pretend like nothing happened and just wait for my train.

I reach the office all covered in sweat dued to the extremly 'perfect' weather and plop down on my seat. Take out my baby wipes and wipe away the smudge.

Yes. Smudge. If only it was a smudge. I turned out to be clotted blood trying to ooze it's way out of my toe! Eww~

The only way to cure such was to poke it and break it.

Okay. I shall spare you with that i did after (pm me if you really wanna know the full details) but it hasn't healed yet.

Know why? cos Little Miss Klutz keeps hitting it against something. You name it i've bumped it. the door, the floor, the blah and blah...yeah yeah yeah...wateva. laugh away.

sigh~