Guilty!

I have been watching more and more Drama Series. After "Prison Break",Season 2 mind you, there was " Desperate Housewives Season 3" and then "Heroes"... sooner there's gonna be Lost Season 3 and I am doomed, I do not have the strength to refuse.

Day in, day out. All I've been doing is sit in front of the telly, with hair in an alarming chaos, T-shirts I've been wearing from the day before, with legs unepilated, yah yah.. hairy legs, hairy eyebrows, hairy everywhere.. piles of emails to send out from the bloody tray, piles of dirty dishes in the sink, a lot of pending items in the procrastinator's long list, a lot of shits to clean up..a lot of people to meet... but guess what I've been doing instead..

SIGH

Stupid English Drama series... should be banned.

I'd be crying, then laughing, then crying, then laughing..then crying... then laughing... for 6 hours straight between lunch, dinner and sleeping time (which is very late) in front of the telly...

I am a telly veggie.

I am a horrible sight to see at home nowadays.

Horribbleeee... somemore the way I plop down in front of the telly is so chor lo and unsightly. Sometimes I'd curl my legs around the table, sometimes my head would be on the floor and my left leg hugging the table, sometimes both legs on the table, sometimes I'd probably look like I was practising some out- of- this- world yoga.

I must tell you that being in front of telly for so many bloody hours each day is not that easy. feet cramp also.

One position is not enough. Gotta be creative, or else I'd become a complete vegetable. SO I ended up with a lot of creative but unsightly positions. Sometimes I'd bring my bolster and sarong out too. When I wear my sarong around my shoulder, I'd looked like a security guard on a night watch in some kampung. Hahaha

Eh heh heh.

Man are crazy fellas.

I think i've been induced into those women of deranged psychopatch who are complete suckers
for emotional rollercoasters and elaborated dramas, eh!

I'm even beginning to become so emotional, it's dangerous, at the edge of the precipice.
I wish I can be less emotional and more rational for once. Life would be safer, less painful, but sadly less exciting as well.

Though at other times, I am glad I am that deranged psychopath who crave for emotional rollercoaster.

All bad memories and scars of the past evolve into meaningful lessons and beautiful experience over time. This is one way to live our lives to the fullest I suppose.

I guess, there's always 2 bloody sides of everything.

It's a matter of choice in the end. Eh?