It's my Bloggie and i'll Cry if i Want to!

An hour out of the house drains my energy.




Like a mobile phone with a faulty battery.




Which limits me to just school and home.




I'm sick n tired of this boring lifestyle.




Can't go anywhere, can't do anything.




Day in day out, everything's the same.




Puke here.




Sit here.




Drink this.

(raspberry vodka? i wish. It's just ribena.)


Eat this.




Rest here.




Lie here, and try to sleep.




That's been my life since ... the last century.
Everyday's just EXACTLY the same.




AAAAAAgGgGHHhhHHh.



So dreary. i soo long to be out of this misery. have a lil bit of whiskey n drift into slumber. Fall asleep for the next 6 months so i won't be conscious of it all.



=( But Babies dun take well to alcohol. =(



Meanwhile, poor Munch has the most boring wife in the world.


I refuse to go out (other than our neighbourhood kopitiams), i refuse to catch a movie, i get tired walking from the bus stop, and i make irritated/irritating grunts through the night.


See la! Want to have baby la...

Aren't YOU glad you don't have to live with me?? So the next time you see munchy, give him a pat on the back.

-+-+-+-+

Yeah i know, people always say "when you see the baby, you'll find all these worth it." yes... which is why i really wanna plant a CCTV in my womb so i can keep looking...



Ah well... who knows, one day i may look back and think this is funny.









Lord, if You are willing, You can make me well!!!!!
Please lae...