I had a sleepless night yesterday and I think you're the only one I could confide in without having you babble something back at me.
Last night, I received an sms from someone asking me to marry him. I was like breathing a tempo of "wtf" for the whole 2 minutes as I read that short text message.
Picture courtesy of Google search,
forgotten to write down the source of it.
forgotten to write down the source of it.
Credit to the owner though.
Shocked: Yes.
Excited: No.
The funny thing was, the sender out of all the person in the world knew that I've planned to get married at the age of 28 despite whom am I currently dating at that moment.
So I replied, "Hell no, are you crazy?". I don't want to write down here what was his reply, but I find it quite amusing.
In your dreams I would actually consider marrying you today even though if God tells me I'm going to die tomorrow.
Then, when it almost reaches 2 am, I received another text message this time from a different sender which I haven't heard for quite some time.
The message goes like this, "If anything please call or sms me ok BB, luv you".
I was like, "Wtf is going on? What kind of prank is this? Why am I receiving love-related text messages in the wee of the night?"
I am not Hot, nor Sexy.
I'm short, a little stubby, and sounds like Daisy Duck whenever my voice starts running out of pitch.
In the end I did fell asleep, ignored both messages and dozed of dreaming of my prince charming with his black horse and his red saddle.
Woke up at 9 am as usual to go to work.
Yes, I do work on a Sunday and my off day on Monday.
Before I left the house, I checked the short text message I received around 4am.
"Babe, uncle D wants to introduce you to a friend of his. 32, bank officer, Chinese, drives a 3 series"
I snorted with laughter when I read that message.
Yes, snorted.
What's up with all this matching/pairing? I am capable of finding love of my own.
I can even cut you into pieces if I want to.
I am currently happy with my significant other. I am not asking for more, nor less or extra.
It's not fame, title, wealth or car I'm looking at / for.
You could be driving a Boeing 747, and I would still not look at you.
Okay, enough of rambling.
Tomorrow is Monday and Monday is a day for Love.
Laundry: Checked.
Housekeeping: Checked.
Cat shower / grooming : Checked.
Meaning tomorrow is only reserved for significant other and me.
What else could to do on a off day?
Lunch, Movie, Dinner and eye-gazing with Love.
Going to watch Shutter Island tomorrow.
Last week, we watched Date Night, but I didn't have anything much to blog on, but it was a funny movie, recommended for the ones who needs a laugh.
Shall blog about it soon.
Happy Sunday people and as usual my love goes out to all of you.
Yes, you too as you're reading this.
Sidenotes:
This week is a crazy-hell / crazy cow week for me. People that I'm closed with are acting weird. All the sudden telling me he's sorry because he did wrong towards me, but keeping mum on what's going on either. Stop driving me mad please.
Get well soon to everyone that's been giving me headaches.
You know who you are.
