tree hill love

gosh, havent blogged in SO FREAKING LONNNNNGGG. hahah. been so busy prepping for the chalet that i havent had the time to blog, and yes. NO inspiration. im so guilty, normally i have something to write about, now im just plain lazy. hmm, i wonder what my life would be like if i actually had THINGS to do. well, ive been so busy watching tree hill. check it out. landmark episode.

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xr3bl_one-tree-hill-04x09-vostf

episode ten's already posted!!

i have episode ten lehhh. i know you jealous loh. =]

so guess what, i AM not in love at all. are my hormones in hibernation? not a good sign. WHERE IS CUPID WHEN I NEED HIM? no, shut up aish, o levels are here...
fine, i'll just wait till cupid decides i'm in need of a life.=]WEEEEEEEEE.

yupp, everyone i know,has i either hooked up, or seriously crushing. and im here, lamenting why i'm not even remotely attracted to anyone i see. Sometime these thoughts in my head creep me out. You see,my brain here is seriously twisted. It loves to irritate me. okay, im actually using my brain to type this, so...alright nvm. anyway, i always seem to have the BIG PICTURE in mind when i look at a guy, or even before i start crushing on someone. sometimes, because of this, i stop having infatuations. let me tell you how this goes

whenever i see someone that is potentially “ehem”, i start thinking about how my future would be like if i were to date, so on... LIKE WTF. i cant stop being serious, its not as though im gonna get married really soon? so wtf is wrong with me. i cant seem to grasp the fact that im only 15, and infatuations are okay, and IM ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO THINK ABOUT THE BIG PICTURE AND THAT ITS ONLY GONNA RUIN ME. argghh

ohyea,when it comes to boys, im a down right perfectionist, so much so that i think my dream guy doesnt exist. its not possible for GOD to create someone like that. sigh...what if i end up marrying some rich guy, who doesnt even care for me. (although i do like the idea of riches.) keep in mind that im only 15, and im talking about marraige. how whacked am i?

alright,here goes. I'm married to a guy named Nathan(say it, N-aaayy--th-en),some rich guy, who has 100000000000 hotels all around the world, better than the hilton sisters. the typical scenario. i have three kids,Nathan Jr. , Keshan and Tisha Isadora. (I DONT CARE, TWO BOYS AND ONE GIRL.)Nathan and Keshan are both 7 and 6 respectively, while Tisha is 4.i live in a huge penthouse(HUMONGOLUMBUSTERESTERESTRESTESTBAGUSBAGUSBAGUS).

and on weekends we're at the country club. We have our own resorts all around the world where we go for holidays.we're filthy rich. I'm 29, and my husband's 30

Nathan Jr: Mummy, daddy doesnt wanna get me the new XBOX 3628464700000. He say too expensive. But all my friends have it, PLEASEE?
me: aiya, okay lah. (Passes nathan 6 million dollars.) you buy then get mummy some louis vuitton goods nearby horh. the shop lady knows me, tell her to give me 10 percent discount eh?

Nathan Jr: Mummy, i dont want to go to the Louis Vuitton shop

me: dont be a nuisanse, if not you wont get your xbox.

Nathan Jr: but ma, i always see daddy there. later he see me how?

me: aiyoh,your daddy ah. cannot keep his hands to himself. always like to "jio" girls only. ok lah, i go buy myself eh. you go buy your xbox, bring your siblings along.

Nathan Jr: okay mum. but keshan watching the porn VCD's that daddy brought from KL. and tisha is busy biting the heads off her barbie dolls

me: aiya, (turns the current off), children, god decided that you should go out to play. faster, follow your brother.

all three kids walk off, while i call my husband

me: eh, where you

nathan: im at the office.

me: dont lie, your office closed for LKY's death anniversary.

nathan: err, ehe. dear ah, im buying your favourite louis vuitton handbag for you loh

(in case you're wondering. poeple in my time in the future, speak only singlish. even my english will be spoiled

me: really ah. (already at CILOCITY, the place where rich people shop, where louis vuitton is

nathan: yes dear, dont disturb me, if not i press the pin number wrongly. you dont want our credit cards confisctated right

me: (hangs up, catches my husband with the salesgirl) not the first time nathan.

nathan: you dont talk as though you never done it before, you even worse. you even brought him HOME, TO BED.

salesgirl,that whore, gives me that skeptical look)

me: THATS IT, I WANT A DIVORCE (this is the 370th time im saying it in my 3 years of marraige)

nathan: okay, lets go home and settle this crap.

(instead of settling things, we move on with life, have meaningless sex just to get over arguements, and have 10000 affairs with others. in other words, a pointless marraige)

i sure do not want to end up like that. so guess what, im gonna take my time, and find a nice guy.he may not fit the dream guy portfolio, but as long as he's my true gentleman.=]

aww, this post is so mushy.

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