Saturday, September 01, 2007

Okay, short and sweet post for today.

Today I just went to test drive with my dear. She now got the dream car in her mind. She knows what to get and she is heading towards it. Me? You asking me? Well, I'm not as rich as her so what I can do is whenever I'm driving her car, I just help her to throw away the rubbish or tidy up the magazines inside her car. A little more is I can help her to top up the petrol.

What to do leh... All my money got cheated.... by a bitch.

Today I reached home and saw little momo being her naughty self.

She need to constantly being accompanied by someone. She just can't play with her own self. So we give her a piece of her fav biscuits to make her occupied. She did, she loves to eat. Not that she is a glutton or whatever, but she will keep quiet when she got something to bite, that's the most important thing.

Ahh... I put one big piece in my mouth...

Huh? Did I eat your share too? But all are my biscuits leh.. you want I give you one small piece, but you need to return me back one piece, okay?

Finger licking good... Got a bit stuck under my fingernails...

Hmm.... You not happy, is it? Does my pose look like I'm reading a magazine? Invisible one...
My dad give momo some biscuits to eat cos' she was making a lot of noise. Momo really did, enjoy her little appetizer while waiting for her main course to be served.

Today is Sat night and I was cropped at home. I thought of meeting my dear dear for a drink or so, since her place is famous for night life/night owls/night kittens. But I doesn't want to let my dear dear sleep so late so I just stay at home and keep in touch with her via sms.
Now is already the month of Sept. Soon my licence will be one year old. Haha... Then I can remove the holy triangle. Talking about the holy triangle, I got a shocking news to tell you, but I'm not going to tell you here nor I'm going to tell you now.
I think it's pretty late now. It's almost 12am now... Time for me to.... no no, not for me to sleep but for me to take a quick peep at momo. Earlier on, she was making a lot of noise. Check her out and apparently she wet her diapers. Her eyes are still closed and yet she doesn't want to sleep. She was like rolling here and there, with her eyes closed. My dad carried her up and still her eyes remains closed.
Why is that so?
Cos' little momo just wet her diapers and she was also hungry. She slept quite early, just about 8:30pm and she hit the mattress. I thought she will wake up around this timing but she misses the clock. Well, better for us cos' we dun need to attend to her. As the famous saying,
Let the sleeping momo lie
Soon I will have a new car to drive around. Niak Niak....

Before I go off, I just share with you peeps a corny joke...
Why is that a football match is 45 mins half time? Why not 44 mins or 46 mins or an hour, more easy to count?
According to one of my friend, the reason is cos' one time got 11 players, 2 teams will have 22 players running on the field. One half will have 22 players, 2nd half will have 22 players playing on the field. So it makes 44 players and plus one referee. So total is 45...
The corny one is.... one team is 11 players, 2 teams is 22 players... There will be 44 balls on the field plus the football ball.... it makes 45 balls....
Hotel California
On a dark desert highway,cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas,rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance,I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself, ´
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell´
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted,she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty,pretty boys,that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard,sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember,some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,Please bring me my wine´
He said,We haven´t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin´ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise,bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said We are all just prisoners here,of our own device
And in the master´s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can´t kill the beast
Last thing I remember,I was Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
Relax,said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,but you can never leave!

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