After all that activity on Facebook, I wonder if 'my friends' list are all confused as to what is going on. Confused may not be the right word.
Beguiled is more like it.
Apparently, as my tertiary education as a medical student is about to
run its course, the woman whom i popped out from in a quick, gushy,
watery mess is
even more eager for me to pop out a platoon
of 'little me's myself... and soon.
Or at least to be quickly bound by the law to share all my
money AND my food with this significant other
A.S.A.P.
It is not surprising since her anticipation for the sashay down the
aisle has been apparent ever since she discovered that this
product from her womb is no longer 'on the market'
(not like anyone was clambering to grab this item anyway -.-")
In contrast,
his team's she-boss has been roping my momma back,
putting orange cones in her express thoughts, encouraging us
to '
take our time'
Yet, there seems to be a shift of winds recently from the opposing
party as she suddenly volunteers to squeeze my fingers as my
hoo-haa gets tunneled through to reveal a genetic compilation
of theindianboy and myself.
Hmmmm.
my momma's brainwashing technique is very effective.
Actually, hehehehe
*gatal smile* I am eager myself,
(
SEE, totally brainwashed!) BUT I am also unromantically practical.
There are so many determining factors such as
mooLah$, job
opportunities, losing weight etc. that need to come together in
harmony first before I can declare myself
mrs indianboy...
Bah.
If the man whose pockets I am mining holes in finds out all this flooofy notions that are stuffed within my cottonball brain, he would probably locked down my fingers in knightly iron gloves and say
"Study first la"
But oh...
need to stop daydreaming !
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