Saturday, February 18, 2006
I wonder if I'm undergoing PMS recently. I realised that I can be a very strange person. To me, the night is my day, the day is my night and I pondered. But these are some reasons I came up with:1. PMS
2. Born in the tiger year
3. Born in the afternoon when the tiger is sleeping
4. I got a different set of biological clock
I recalled on one Friday evening, I became so energetic but there's nothing to do at home. Gloria went clubbing in search of her prince charming while Tim was sleeping like a dead pig. There's no point waking him up either, just to look at his sotong expression. The TV was either showing lame Taiwanese variety shows or 1st season of Fear Factor.
Just then, I tried to scroll the telephone number in my cell phone. I paused at a name, this is the one, Dominic Tay.
Dominic is a horny guy but strangely, also a friend of mine. ( Now I wondered why did I have such a friend? I don't believe in birds of same feather, flock together.) We actually had lunch that afternoon, so the phone call was just like a follow up.
I attempted to speak in the most kawaii tone possible.(just like Rainie Yang Cheng Ling) I was listening to Rainie's Ai Mei then.
(Ring...Ring...Ring... He picked up the phone.)
Me (in my most gentle voice): Wei, Dominic zai ma?
D: Yes, speaking.
Me: Hi, Dominic.
D: Hi and who are you?
Me: It's me, Mab, How are you?
D: Oh god, what's wrong with you?
Me: Nothing, just wanna hear your voice.
D: Erh... Are you ok? Cos' I'm getting a bit scared, you know.
I laughed silently but so hard that I knocked my head on the wall.
Me: Ouch! I'm fine, perfectly alright. Don't you like it in this voice?
D: Hmmm... Ok lah..
Me: Ok? What do you think 'bout this voice? Feminine, cute?
D: You really want to know? Laterwards you will say I'm a very very bad boy. Heh heh...
As what I expected, I chortled so hard that I covered my face with a pillow.
M: Nope, wouldn't say that.
D: Alright, you sound like Teri Hatcher in Desperate Housewife. Haha, Not that bad, almost get turn on if it wasn't you who do the talking. Hahaha... Kidding. Really... You sound sexy...
Me: Sexy? Not cute? So it's not cute huh...
D: Quite sexy lah.. So are you satisfied?
I'm rather disappointed. I intended to act cute. As cute as Rainie but it seems that I failed.
Me: Oh, I see. You sound obliged though. (Sigh)Alrite, think you're tired, don't disturb you anymore. My vocal box is tired too, it needs a good rest. Good nite.
D: Good nite. Hey, truly what's wrong... ...
Before he could finish his sentence, I hung up.
Tim finally woke up. With his face covered with the SKII face mask, he zombied into my room and asked:"Do we have a visitor? I thought I heard one."
I shrugged my shoulders and smiled angelically.
After that night, I regretted calling Dominic. Simply did it out of boredom. So to Dominic, if you happened to look at this blog, please pardon me for my emotional immaturity and who says I'm undergoing PMS?
And to Tim, You looked scary in your SKII mask.
End
Mab
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