GET out of jail card
SUNDAY
the day of rest
the day of joy
.....the day of FREEDOM [imagine Mel Gibson in Braveheart]
Today is Sunday and Today is my - BigDayOut -
I woke up at 830am and tried to stay in bed as long as i could - i got up at 1000am. Showered changed and went for Dim Sum with the couzies. Right after i was dropped off at the mall nearby the dungeon and i sat at Starbucks waiting for my warden.
Bvuh - the Warden, My Saviour, My -GetOutOfJail- card came and whisked me off to what resembled my life. It was great to have contact with my life to remember me and the life i have and to remind myself, this is who i am, to remind me to stick by myself and be myself. IF certain members of the family cannot see the real me and the best of me then it is their lost and no longer mine.
YENEEWEZ...we went to Centre Point and had good Tapas and a Sangria for me, walked around Guardian, reminisced about Melbourne and talk about how incomplete we were without Mama Goddess and Wanderlust.
We then headed to Bangsar to get "debulurized". [DeBULUrisation as Bvuh calls it - cracks me up :p].
So for the first time, i had my experience in traditional Indian Threading.
My eyebrows are now exquisite and man let me tell you....when you get your upper lip debulurized its exquisite pain all right! [yes you people of the male sex, some of us women have moustaches - deal with it and move on]
Right after the exquisite pain which i swear i only teared once, my upper lip felt naked....bruised red and raped!
BUT no regrets, its all smooth now and i forget that i ever had hair on my upper lip.
Best way to deal with pain...alcohol....Bvuh and i headed to Telawi Street Bistro, she got her Kilkenny's and i got my Mojito and bonus a few sips of TLB's pink wine for taste from the nice WaiterDude.
All tipsy at 400pm we trotted off to the ATM and somehow landed at Shoes, Shoes, Shoes and Cats Whiskers. I concluded most clothes are from the dodgy part of town where i work so now i find it hard to spend $$ gettin clothes when i know i am paying tripple the price but nonetheless i bought something hehe....the female in me won over the reasonable side.
Bvuh was all bout her Laksa so Laksa we had at Bangsar Pasar Malam.
We ended the day at a mamak just chilling and talking crap all the way while the rain enveloped us.
A day unplanned chilling doing nothing but something was just what i needed.
Thanks Bvuh & Happy Born Day again!
the day of rest
the day of joy
.....the day of FREEDOM [imagine Mel Gibson in Braveheart]
Today is Sunday and Today is my - BigDayOut -
I woke up at 830am and tried to stay in bed as long as i could - i got up at 1000am. Showered changed and went for Dim Sum with the couzies. Right after i was dropped off at the mall nearby the dungeon and i sat at Starbucks waiting for my warden.
Bvuh - the Warden, My Saviour, My -GetOutOfJail- card came and whisked me off to what resembled my life. It was great to have contact with my life to remember me and the life i have and to remind myself, this is who i am, to remind me to stick by myself and be myself. IF certain members of the family cannot see the real me and the best of me then it is their lost and no longer mine.
YENEEWEZ...we went to Centre Point and had good Tapas and a Sangria for me, walked around Guardian, reminisced about Melbourne and talk about how incomplete we were without Mama Goddess and Wanderlust.
We then headed to Bangsar to get "debulurized". [DeBULUrisation as Bvuh calls it - cracks me up :p].
So for the first time, i had my experience in traditional Indian Threading.
My eyebrows are now exquisite and man let me tell you....when you get your upper lip debulurized its exquisite pain all right! [yes you people of the male sex, some of us women have moustaches - deal with it and move on]
Right after the exquisite pain which i swear i only teared once, my upper lip felt naked....bruised red and raped!
BUT no regrets, its all smooth now and i forget that i ever had hair on my upper lip.
Best way to deal with pain...alcohol....Bvuh and i headed to Telawi Street Bistro, she got her Kilkenny's and i got my Mojito and bonus a few sips of TLB's pink wine for taste from the nice WaiterDude.
All tipsy at 400pm we trotted off to the ATM and somehow landed at Shoes, Shoes, Shoes and Cats Whiskers. I concluded most clothes are from the dodgy part of town where i work so now i find it hard to spend $$ gettin clothes when i know i am paying tripple the price but nonetheless i bought something hehe....the female in me won over the reasonable side.
Bvuh was all bout her Laksa so Laksa we had at Bangsar Pasar Malam.
We ended the day at a mamak just chilling and talking crap all the way while the rain enveloped us.
A day unplanned chilling doing nothing but something was just what i needed.
Thanks Bvuh & Happy Born Day again!
posted by the frou fr0u one at
9:06 PM
8 Comments:
*sniffles* i feel incomplete without you guys too! I was just telling Vince on Friday night how lost I feel sometimes here in Melbourne. You, buh n mama are like my second family...and this weekend i really missed all my families..my real one and every single last one of you guys! Haul asses down here lah..now that will be one serious get of of jail card!
*sniffles*
hey...i got a gay guy to marry me....but sumone pls marry keng then i will definitely be there
hey wuts gonna happen to vincci boy when u come bek?
oh oh i can marry ah boy! i'll be more then happy to!
vinci can marry farah..i keep offering but she keeps refusing! then we all can be here together!
Vinci boy will have to deal with me coming back for a while. It's not like he has a choice anyway. he can't say "give up ur research to fulfil my neediness" Muahaha I rule!
hey hey hands off AH MAN! tonite is his night with me..my turn. you other wives can wait your turns. WIFE MUDA, don't gatai ah! you may be the youngest, but remember, I was the one who broke him in.
tonite is wife kedua's turn right?
this young wives all never know their place i tell u
ahem...ehh now can join wife no. 1 & 2 punya gang dee ar?
keke
Babe!Fucking hell last trip down, I went to Shoes Shoes Shoes and spent 200 bucks there after I got my wax job, 130. Farking expensive like shit.I miss you. I want to tell you about the BENG!
ehh my fren owns shoes shoes shoes
shlda gone with me mebe coulda got discount apa laaa
yeaa i miss ur ah beng stories too
nevermind....i see u this weekend at trace's then u story me kao kao
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