Monday, June 07, 2004

Comfession of a Drama Queen

Didnt go to work today, had major diarhoea. Learnt that diarhoea not only cos all the excessive toilet visits, it also provide more time for unnecessary toilet-time weird thoughts. Heh..

Anyway, meet loser of the day..

Had freaky dream about mr dearest last nite.
Woke up early to give him a ring.
No answer.
Waited 10 mins, call again.
No answer.
It did not help that he is all the way up north and travelling by one of those express busses to KL today ( i hate those bus crashes news!)
Woke up, mandi, brekkie.. the lots. Ring again
No answer
It's 10am, and he's suppose to be on the bus back already. But he's not even answering the calls.. (which cumulatively amounts to A LOT dah by then)
PANICKED
Starts imagining all weird stuff.. and the worst.. some road accident.
I know he's a dead log when he sleeps but never ignore phonecalls though.
Wat if the dream is some sort of premonition?
Wat if something reaaallly bad happened to him?
Wat if this is not just me being paranoid?
Arrrghhhh!!
It's 10.15am and he's not answering the phone yet.
Called Abe to call office and get his number in Alor Setar.
Crying and cursing him at the same time now..
Another 10 minutes, and crying is an understatement by then.
10.25. He answered, in his chirpy morning tone.
I was half crying and half laughing
He was dumbfounded (O'oo.. gf aku dah gilaa..)
A few hush2 and sorries
And the loser finally slept like a baby..

Malu/Klakar/Bodoh gila.