I feel like the richest person in the world. I have about 12 Million dollars in my bank. Yup! That’s the number 12 plus six zero’s after that…
Wow. If that’s the case, I’d never have to work a day in my life anymore and avoid having someone screaming obscenities in my ear. Whooopeedooo! But sadly, this huge amount of money only exist in the realm of Facebook. In that realm, I’m part of a mafia too. So cool! Imagine having to shoot someone with no particular reason…ooohhh!!! Me so likey!
Soooo…I was browsing through my WordPress account and I stumbled across some drafts I made in the past months I’ve gone sabbatical. I think I’m gonna have to post ‘em to make up for lost time.
So what’s up with me lately? Read below…
1. song most played? – it’s a toss up between Craig David’s Insomnia and Lady Gaga’s Just Dance
2. game most played? – most definitely Street Racing. I just bought an Aston Martin Vanquish. How cool is that?! Insert girly sqeaul here…
Aston Martin Vanquish
3. last movie watched? – Push. I slept halfway through the movie. What?! I didn’t any sleep the night before coz I was at work and it was not that good anyways so…
4. dvd stuck in the dvd player? – Veronica Mars Season 3. Logan Echolls is so fine!!!
5. last time being so drunk? – Urm…last Saturday night, I guess. I didn’t get to eat much so there…pathetic really. And my brother slash chauffeur made me buy pizza when I can’t even walk straight!
6. last most vivid dream? – Damn. If you are looking at me right now, I would’ve looked like a deer caught in the headlights. So there was this one late night. Before I clock in and work, I try to catch as much ZZZs as possible. Even a mere 30-minute nap can get me through an almost 10-hour shift. Before my clock chimed twelve and my wretched alarm set of, I was dreaming of…man, this is embarrassing. So I dreamt of having a baby girl. Not really a baby but more like a 2 or 3 year old. She was a little rascal that one. Her with the sweet smile and black, wavy hair…I never want to be married, much less have a family of my own but at that precise moment…I don’t want to even think about it! This is the end of the world, me thinks. Take me to a mental facility. Pronto! I think I just lost my mind!
ThE LiP just left the world of the sane and the inebriated…
