Monday, May 24, 2010

I always choose trebuchet as my font..Its a habit. Habits could be nasty. Smoking for instance is a terrible one. I opened the 7th from a pack of ten just now(Duty Free is just 22$ n I pay 12$ outside for one pack). And I gotta mend my drinking habits as well..The last time I went out was at the Brix at the Grand Hyatt here in Singapore and He said he wants to see me..God knows why did I break my own vow not to see him. I ended up being sandwiched between two men and the bartender when he showed up. His first words were 'So they you are..' The sarcasm in his voice was acidic and my smiled died on my face. The bartender thot he was bothering me and prompted me to come in incase I wanted to. I mixed Chauvignon Blanc with Vodka and a glass of champagne. I puked in the taxi i remember. What a night! It was horrible..

I was pretty drunk last night too.. Beers & JaegerMeister shots! Found myself sprawled on my sofa and the lights started to hurt my eyes. The Bayern lost the final. Have a flight tom afternoon and I must sleep now.. Mom freaked out when the Air India Express flight crashed killin all except for 8 pax, her voice were quivering when she said she wanna ask me to quit..I laughed it off but I felt it, told her I am happy and eating and having fun..And our Airline is one of the best in the world, went on to explain that we do a lot of safety checks before a flight gets airborne. I hope I made her feel better..Most of what I told her were true except the I am happy part..Well, I d be a fool if I am not grateful for having what I have in my hands. Time, youth and freedom.

I bought a Marc Jacobs's Lola that gave me a headache! got a purse as well and a 6 inc Aldo heels..My phone bills of 933 thats 30grands in rupees, my rent and the TV, internet and all that s gonna give me a hole on my pocket I am sure.
Was reading Psalms 91 becoz mom asked me to and i found a verse...

Ps 91:4 He shall cover thee with his feathers and under his wing shall thou trust: His trust shall be thy shield.

My mother wants me to read psalms evryday before I step out. Having children must ve been really heavy. He sent me a text that read 'Son: why do you look so sad & tired? son, I m thinking about this woman that i love so much all the time. Thats what I should say' Was it a question? I dont know what to reply at that..Except that I love you too. I really don't know why am I meeting evry idiot on this earth but him. I intend to find that out..In 3 months? Ah,..

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