gissy truly sux.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Wedding rehearsal pretty much sucked. My fiance was, as I had expected, two hours late, and dressed in a "ridiculous outfit", as my mum put it. *rolls eyes* Disgusting, ill-mannered and inconsiderate man. Note that I didn't put "gentle" before "man". Pfft.

Anyways, to Hsuante/Xuan De/Xuande.. *wiggles her brows* I'M SO SORRY!! I just hopped by your blog, and I read that your arm was hurt, and I'm REALLY REALLY sorry! Now, I don't apologise sincerely very often. And yes, I feel so awkward! I didn't mean to rest so much of my weight on your arm (and if its the other arm, whatever. I still unconsciously tried to hurt your other arm.)! I'm going to practise with my dear every moment I can! (Not that we don't do that much, but.. my dear never -steals- kisses.).

Oh, and if you got embarrassed during all the times you had to act with me.. DON'T. I haven't many feelings.. A little numb to touch. Think I've only got four senses, excluding the faulty one.

Anyways, that was a public apology. I'm superly superly sorry. I'm gonna go on a diet, no worries. :D Oh, and sorry for the bad skin too. (No wonder you always look away.) That might have icked you. Don't worry, you won't die from it. I'll try and fix everything ASAP.

Damn.. I was really right in saying that I should be light so my husband can carry me on my wedding day (No, I didn't just make this up. I've been saying it for years.). Apparently I'm not light enough! *grumbles*

Oooh! Embassy of Gisella! Don't you think that sounds cool!? (To those who don't think so, shoo off.) In the future, there'll be a whole place named after me because I'll conquer it. I will be the next Khan. (Genghis ya? I hope I spelt it right.)

I should conquer Timbuktu and develop it so well that I'll create a world record (from undeveloped to developed in one day!). Or maybe I should just choose a square inch of my house and reclaim land there. (Damn, I'm getting so "geographical". Stop, stop, gissy! *flails her arms about desperately*)

Oh oh oh! Did I mention!? On Monday, I got home at 6.40pm, and I went to sleep at 8.40pm! I managed to do 5 things in those two hours:

1. Bathe
2. Have dinner
3. Do my maths homework (Ain't very much.)
4. Write in my diary
5. Read a few pages of a storybook

Not bad eh!? And in running sequence. 1, then 2, then 3, then 4, then 5. Understand? Need me to repeat?

darkness falls at 6:45 PM