Blankout...

On Thursday, I looked at my schedule planner to find.....


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Obviously, I needed a holiday...

A Wipeout Blackout

It's 10.30am in the morning and if I had a fairy godmother, I would have already wish for a bed with three pillows.

When I arrive home yesterday at 7.00pm, I was greeted by a wonderful sunset.

And a blackout.

My house was the epitome of gloom as I stumbled to find my way up the stairs. Bloody hell. After a day's work, this is what I get! Oh well....

By 7.30pm, the sky began to darken and candles were lit (No, this did not put me in a romantic mood). My house looked like some cult sanctuary from within as there were candles everywhere.

The thought of having my bath in the dark was not appealing, and I had to make do with using candles in the bathroom, to which, my over imaginative mind 'decided' that this was the apt time to playback various horror movies which involved a lot of blood, gore, and spirits ALL in the bathroom.

I started to sing praises but the candles was creating this shadowy effect which did not helped at all. This resulted in one of the quickest baths of my life. After that it was dinner.

We had squid.


I hate squid.


Thus I had my cold KFC and vitagen as the bloodsucking mosquitoes ravishly drank my blood. Oh, the irony!

The electricity finally came back at 11.oopm much to my relief. I headed for my bed, where I totally K.O.

Why is it then, that I am feeling a tad lethargic this morning?

*Sigh*

Winning Streak in a Game of Luck

The game of Monopoly can always bring out the best or the worst in all of us.

I hate to loose.

And I hate playing this game with my brother who becomes a conniving and calculative shrew.

Recently, my mum bought a new Monopoly set after we lost the old one. Happily I tore open the box and proceeded to set things up for a family tournament. As the game began, Lady Luck somewhat decided to favor my brother, who gleefully showed off the various property he acquired.

I on the other hand, had the fewest property in the whole set.

I proceeded to sulk and rant about how unfair the whole stupid game was.

My mum in a resigned tone told me that it was a mere game. Did that made me happy? NooOOo..

I asked whether we could instead play “Game of Life” to which my sister suggested that we finished the stupid game. As you can see, they were all in it together.

*Sniff*

After a few rounds, I only had twenty-one pounds left and several of my properties were mortgaged off.

<>I was in a foul mood but before we could go any further, the game was put to a halt, as it was dinnertime. Happily I rushed out for dinner. The game was forgotten (naturally) as we were to busy watching “Empire” on the Hallmark Channel afterwards.

This would have worked out entirely different if it was ME winning.

The Junk Box

I have come to realize two things past these two days: -

1) I have no life
2) I am a television addict

On Tuesday, my television and Astro decoder got fried. This was caused by lighting that struck the electrical socket where the plugs of these two appliances were attached to. The person responsible of disconnecting the sockets from the plugs was too busy chatting on the phone.

Thus I arrive home to find that I had to go without my daily dosage of 'My Lovely Sam-Soon'. This would not be bad if I was not addicted to this Korean drama. But I am. And I had to forgo seeing it.

Naturally I sulked.

After sulking I was left with a sense of emptiness. What am I suppose to do without television? I started reading the Bible. Then it was the computer. It was not before long that I got up and sat myself in front of the telly. Only there was no television. I did this automatically.

I continued sulking. But did anyone pay me attention? NoooOOOOo…

I did the best next thing. I went on MSN and chatted with Ethan (I am proud to say that I got him addicted to 'My Lovely Sam-Soon') and asked him for the synopsis of what happened in the episode. He obliged by telling me the whole story of what happened.

*Sigh* It is now day 3 without my television. The finale of 'My Lovely Sam-Soon' should be today.

*Sniff*

I need a hug.

Of Ghost and Popcorn

I will never understand the morbid curiosity that mankind have for the other realm. Why do people love to go camping, in the jungle and tell of spook stories? How can you sleep after that?

Quite some time ago, I went out with a close pal of mine. Upon arrival at the cinema, most of the movies were fully sold-out. Our only option was ‘The Eye’. You may take us as morons, but we didn’t know what ‘The Eye’ was about. Dubiously, I ask this friend (she’s Indian) whether going to a cinema to see some Chinese flick would be a good idea as I have no understanding of Chinese language.

But being the adventurous (actually the right word would be bored) people that we were, we ventured into the cinema, equipped with popcorn and coke. Never in my life, could I have made preparations for this movie. While the movie began to screen and the credits role, this ghost suddenly appeared on screen, much to my horror, and my popcorn went spewing and blessing everyone nearest to me.

This was when I realize that the movie was not a great idea at all. Then another ghost appeared, without any warning. That was when I really freaked out. Have you ever hugged someone else’s boyfriend in a cinema, thinking that it was a close girlfriend of yours only to discover his girlfriend laughing her heart out? That is exactly what happened to me. Oh, the embarrassment!

We watched the movie at night and by the time I arrive home, I swear, I was praying to the Almighty to protect this scared soul. I did not sleep that night or the night after. After that it was uneasy sleep throughout the week.

Just this week, TV3 screened ‘The Eye’. I wanted to catch the movie but my instinct told me it was best to let bygones be bygones. Plus, I need all the sleep I can get.