The Royal 'Ball'

So today after I came back from lingerie shopping, I finally decided to open the selections to the floor. The one I'll take this Sunday. The royal trumpets were blown, official announcements were made and soon after, eligible princes from around the world flocked my court. Actually, more like my inbox.

The interesting twist this time round is - that there's no twist. I used my real name and gave my real phone number, when I extended the invite. This Sunday, when I meet him, I will be me. Not the slutty half. Though I am reserving her for the later part of the night.

Having to screen through more than a dozen 'suitors', I am spoilt for choice. The pool of 'applicants' this time round are top-notch! I'ld say 80% are high-potential material. So now I know where all the cute guys are...! Hmmm.. hehe *evil laff*

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Age of Stoopid

It's my birthday week and celebrations are on all week long, kicking off with Mika on Monday. Here's what I have planned...

Mika Monday - Concert
TLC Tuesday - Facial at Bliss Spa
Wet Wednesday - Mani-Padi at Neighbourhood mall
Turn-Me-On Thursday - Shopping for ... Lingerie!
Friendly Friday - Meeting a boy for coffee (latest update)
Salon Saturday - Haircut/ Treatment
Sentosa Sunday - Universal Studios

The keyword here is - plan.

Another year older, but none the wiser - I've come to my age of stupid. Tired of being the good girl who plays by the rules, lemme just be stupid for once. I thought I'll be happier but why do I still feel that heavy sadness? Cos I dont have anyone to do the above with?...

Marcus was the first person I thought to ask to USS with me on Sunday though I know there is no way in the world he'd wanna go. The thing with me is, I NEVER ask people out, be it for lunch, dinner, shop, movies, nada. I dunno what's wrong me - sometimes I guess its just I want it done quick, sometimes cos I just need time by myself, sometimes cos I can't take no for an answer thus I dont even bother to ask. So if I ever DO ask, it is a pretty big deal and quite a leap for me. As much as I tried to restrain from asking Marcus, I eventually did when he caught me on Gchat. Not surprisingly, he swerved and dodged the question, so I guess I got my answer. I suddenly felt so frustrated and blocked him from the chat. Just when I told myself 'Don't cry.. don't you dare cry'.. I felt this choking pain in my throat and my chest just wanted to explode.

I'm telling myself to cut him off (lets see how long this conviction lasts).

How about Craig, I thought. But I can't call him first. The ball is in his court. And just as though he read my mind, I got his sms about an hour ago. Craig asked if I was game for a three-some.

And, no. He's working on Sunday. Sure.

Right now I'm just feeling very... Rachel Berry, singing in the mirror to myself, with a hairbrush.




P.S: I prefer Rachel's version of Take A Bow vs. Rihanna's. Rachel sings it with more heart and I only felt the meaning of the song after she sang it. Kudos. Love Glee :)

P.P.S: Got my period. Relieved. I'm not pregnant.

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