Prose in action - Le falto (continued)

Enough of poems, I shall write some prose now.. haha. First of all, to the 2 devils who read my blog illegally =x I shan't write a poem to scold u now... hehe.. but just dont recite my poems to me everytime u c me =.= If not I'll give u 2 a flying kick each =x and rmbr the thing about the link HOR.. =x

Spain is considered a very romantic place for the western romantists, not sure what kind of a place a singaporean romantist who consider romantic. Probably any place under a big hanging bridge with lots of glitter. In case u r wondering wad kind of place I find romantic...well...wad about a kitchen? =p

I'll continue the nxt time =p
---------------------------------------------it's now the 'nxt time' =p
8 July 2005

I still think the kitchen is a romantic place =p and I think cooking breakfast is a very romantic thing to do.. haha... as for the man cooking and woman kacau part =x I think better avoid that kind of romantism if u wake up one day with an especially empty stomach =x Nonethless, probably some other things wld fill u up while in the kitchen =x

I often picture myself owning a house with a front garden and a backyard. And I imagine a silly scene whr I wld pick up the morning papers while some dog come chasing after me while I do so =x hehe...well, I'm scared of dogs =p So i need a muscular and tanned man in a white tee shirt and ruffled hair holding a fresh cup of coffee to shield me from the dog =x Talking about things I'm scared of (few things scare me =x for I think I am often too uninterested to c if I'm scared of it ornot, prefering to use my energy on something more meaningful), I'm really terrified of anything that goes buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. It freaks me out. It makes me lose all my 'pose' and my sense and my nerve and my hair and my voice. So things which buzz includes bees, wasps, big queen ants, beetles, cockroaches, and alarm clocks. But the bees/wasps is really the king. I wld go nuts. You probably think the bee hold a knife if u ever happen to be in the same room as me when a bee flies in. As recent as yesterday, I had an awful enounter with a nest of soon-to-be-killed-by-insecticide hornets in school. I think I nearly cried. I wld have gladly ran and hid in the gents if my friend werent with me. And I got ticked off by a certain teacher for stamping my feet when a hornet tried to build its new home under the seat I'm having. Completely ungentlemanly T_T =x and embarassing for me, and I didnt try to explain that the hornet had mistook my shoelace for a kind of leaf/flower/plant/or anything it can poke its head into.

Back to breakfast =x If I were asked to cook breakfast, I think I wld cook......I mean slip in some bread into the toaster =x haha...perhaps if the day really comes, I'll get the man to do the job =x Unless he doesnt mind toast every morning...muahaha, honestly I dont like bread, haha, I wld prefer something like sushi for breakfast =p something exotic...hehe but I'm jus plain lazy...sometimes I dont even breakfast =p I just grab some carrot juice or nescafe at the nearest 7eleven =x but i'll still cook, for the man =x if i have the chance =x

Just smile, be naughty, and be romantic =p