Thursday, December 29, 2005

guess wat? i'm bad, very bad.

hubby had 2 go back 2 werk juz now arnd 9pm. since he kinda werks @ a coffeeshop n i knew there was an indian stall @ tt coffeeshop, i asked him 2 brg back prata. dunno y, suddenly had craving 4 prata (note: i'm NOT pregnant k). so specifically told him 2 buy lots n lots of prata 4 supper n breakfast 2moro morning.

so there i was, watching tv while waiting 4 him 2 come hm. coffeeshop usually closes by midnite so i called him arnd 12plus. he said they were closing n tt he'll hurry back soon. inside my mind was "yes! prata coming!" i noe i noe, sounds very e glutton kan? but wat 2 do? i really wanted prata. really.

arnd 1, he came back. i din smell any prata so started 2 get suspiciously. i looked @ e dining table macam takde pape. hmm...so i asked him in my sweetest voice "ayang...i lapar..." n he answered in HIS sweetest voice "ok...ayang nak makan hotdog...?" (note: we always have hotdogs in e freezer in case of hunger emergency)

guess wat i did. come on, guess lah. believe it or not, i started crying. seriously! like i said, i nak makan prata...abih he expected me 2 eat plain hotdogs?? looking @ my reaction, he immediately said "sori lah sayang. prata dah bis. abih u suruh i balik cepat. so i balik ah" inside my mind was "wat?? tt's e best excuse u can give?"

next thing i knew, he was already saying "ok ok, i keluar belikan u prata k?" i swear i din say anything. he tot of tt himself k. but of course i din do anything 2 stop him. i wan my prata! so yupz, now he's out there trying 2 find prata 4 his preciouss wife while i'm here blogging abt how cruel of a wife i am. but hey, dier yg nak keluar belikan per...

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