Huh

Yes, it is a h-u-h now.
Because I have so many things running through my head.
Everything is bursting to come out.

Met LBB today after work.
We arranged to meet at 6:45pm.
I rushed off work to be punctual because the previous few times, I have been late.
I reached City Hall at 6:45pm SHARP.
And I waited and waited and waited.
I called and called and called.

I called him at least 10 times (though he insists the figure is much much lesser).
And I grew so paranoid and furious I swore I could have burst into tears if I was not careful enough.

When he finally picked up my call after 20 minutes,
All he said was.
I was busy. I find you now.

After another 5 minutes he finally arrived.
I did not hesistate to sink my nails into his arm.
He squirmed, he winced, he apologised.
But it was all futile.
I was so bloody furious I could have pinched his flesh off for all I bloody care.

Ok, I felt a little bad after that.
And him shoving his scarred arm at my face every 5 minutes does not make me feel any better.
But still, I was darn worried alright.
I hate it when he doesn't pick up my call.
It'll make me worry.
Like really worry.
As I frantically hit redial, I keep picturing various scenarios, each being more morbid than the previous.

Scenario One:
He dropped his hp.

Scenario Two:
He fell asleep on the train

Scenario Three:
He fell asleep at home.

Scenario Four:
He is running really late and lost the courage to pick up my call.

Scenario Five:
A car/bus/motorcycle/bicycle knocked him down and he is on the way to the hospital.

Scenario Six:
He got kidnapped

Scenario Seven:
He fell into the river/drain/MRT tracks and drowned/broke his leg/torn into bits.

I am not kidding.
For 20 minutes that was all I could think about.
So naturally I was furious.
And I just had to take it out on him.

Oh wells, alright.

I am sorry.

He's really sweet.
He was late because...
He picked up a gift...
FOR ME.

Can you bloody believe that?
My shit little boyfriend is no more shitty.
He actually bought me a gift.
I've got to buy 4D this weekend.

And he actually got me something I have been wanting for a really looooonnnnngggg time.
.
.
.

The Holga Flash!!!
Boy oh boy...
I have the sweetest boyfriend really..

I shall find time next week to figure the camera out and start taking pics.
Bahahaha.

I bought like so many things today.
I think I should start freezing my ATM card tomorrow.
Bah.

Bought a pair of brown pants, and if you don't know it by now...
FYI, I hardly wear jeans/pants. When I do, and you see me in it, go buy 4D.
It is that rare.
I have no idea why then did I buy that pair of pants.
But I liked it.
And LBB said its nice.
So there, I just had to get it.

I am increasingly worried about the fact that my colleague is leaving.
Though I dislike her, I still actually hope she'd stay.
Because when she is around, my boss hardly bothers about what I do.
She is usually picking on my colleague even on the finest details.
And I get to run away scot free, all because my boss closes an eye on me and is biased.
But once she is gone, it'll only be me and boss plus extra workload.
I am really really dreading it.

I love my job really.
And I just don't want it to turn into a nightmare.
-cross fingers-
I get this gnawing bad feeling about her departure, I just hope beyond all hopes that I am just being oversensitive.
Sigh.

I actually did something so darn ridiculous.
I left office at 8:20pm yesterday.
Not because I was busy working.
Rather, I was gossiping with my colleague from 7:00-8:20pm.
How great.
I should stop being so bitchy I think life would be easier.

Tell me its Friday.
Please let me wake up on Friday.
Can we pretty please SKIP Thursday?
I wish.