/Monday, May 28, 2007
Life as a swingin' singleton isn't all that rosy after all.
Stop imaginating me and a certain somebody still smoochy and lovey-dovey!
It's OVER!
O-V-E-R. Get it?
Since like 5 weeks agoooo? And I still get questioned over it....
Thanks for the concern girls.
It's pretty lonely nowadays since I don't have someone to answer to my petulant beck and call.
I can sense the incipient rise of estrogens within me raging about in a mad PMSing hysterical
a la Bridget Jones' incessant rants about being unattractive and unwanted.
Buy me some B&J's chunky monkey now and throw in a man, pretty please?
it just ain't right @ Monday, May 28, 2007