Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Bad Christmas

Bought him enough of clothes as Christmas gifts while mine need to be delayed due to his financial issue. Luckily didn’t really put much hope on it hence I am not that harshly disappointed. Bought him a card and even draft out the Christmas wishes under my iPhone notes but I trashed it in the end. Why? We somehow put up a fight on Christmas’s eve. Yes. Christmas was spoiled to a total max.

We just passed through Christmas like every single ordinary night in our life except that I cried and laughed too much at the same time. Maybe I should comfort myself in a way that “at least, I don’t get dumped on Christmas just like two years back”. Flashing back the first Christmas that we endured, I could felt so much of contentment in it that I really miss the good old days. Well, life goes on. We had a bad Christmas this year doesn’t mean the next coming one is going to be worse, right?

Positive thinking, Positive aura…..I need the entire good “chi” to keep this relationship going. I should really really really wait for my Prada wishlist to be granted as promised by him. Hope it is not another blank promise from him. And no, I am not being materialistic, just realistic. It is a promise made by him hence he has to commit into it. Furthermore, he has got my notebook (last year christmas present) stolen. So, I should be gifted a "Prada". Teeheehee... Enough of gucci already. :p

Thursday, December 01, 2011

Protected.

I love my man. Never had I felt he was that protective until last night where the motherfcuka elderly bitch and her daughter scolded me sarcastically at his workplace. I wished badly that they will get killed in a freak accident and their souls will be perished in hell. Mean? Not if you really see how they scolded and shouted at me in public when I just kept mum. I sincerely hope for the both of them, the elderly bitchy mother and the tomboy-ish daughter to die in the most freaky way. Enough of cursing. Mood spoiler kaw kaw.

But I seriously wanted to share out how manly is my man when he pointed finger at those bitches and asked them to watch her words. Heart heart heart! :) Of course, my mood was badly hit but it is suppresed with the presence of the boyfriend and his manly gesture to keep me protected. <3