Runway

As I watch Project Runway, I worked my way through a packet of jelly. In a space of 3omins. Actually its not even that much. I only took all the reds. BUT its damn difficult to pull off the plastic top. In the end, I had to cut off all the edges and squeeze those squish stuff in a bowl. Still Elmo enjoyed it. That I'm sure.

I was just channel surfing and came across this Channel 8 serial. The girl says she will never be a wife. Personally, being a wife is a lose-lose situation. Wife only gets the chores, kids and the respectability which comes with being Mrs. Blah Blah Blah. (Unless its Mrs Lamborghini. THAT I'll be jumping with joy) Whereas a mistress gets the mind, heart, body of the man as well as the depth of the pocket. Moreover its a no-strings attached arrangement. A mistress moved on as and when she likes. Thing is, I've been doing the chores. That's 1/3 of the wifey aspect! But then, if ever I were a housewife, I sure am a desperate one.

And the above's just ranting. Otherwise I'll be wasting the efforts of someone.

Anyway, eating jelly and talking to JX reminds me the next bf criteria. The next one better be one who can tear off the plastic tops of my jellys and eat up all the rest of the colours which I dont eat.

P.S. I've got craving for oreo cheesecake. Suddenly. DAMN! And after I just said I need to lay of cheese for some time. And the fact that I had to make do with chocolate biscuits coz there's no cheesecake at this time of the day.