Professional Bimbo

... has to stop.

So I was at the kitchen and I finally cut my finger while cutting an onion that slipped. It was quite a hilarious scene thinking back. I have used the word "bitch" so much. I scolded the onion a bitch. And I was scolding my finger bitch cause it won't stop bleeding. And I scolded my blood bitch for dripping all over the floor. And I scolded the first aid kit guidebook a bitch for not having anything useful to stop the bleeding. I even scolded the antiseptic cream a bitch for no reason. One thing for sure the blood color was really cool. It was red and fresh. Ooo~ that is what vampire craze for. Anyways, the bleeding stopped and I managed to dress the wound on my own - thank goodness the first aid kit was bought. And I had a wonderful friend who helped to continue to cook dinner and lots of kiss for my dear finger =)

Suddenly I am thinking of a long lost friend who I had spent one of the most wonderful years I have in life. She is quite severely long-sighted and for many years she has been wearing fashionable glasses with think frames. One fine day, she had decided to get contact lenses and after a good struggle of 20 odd minutes, she finally managed to get the contacts in and for the first time in her life she was introduced to her smiley wrinkles at the corner of her eyes whenever she laughs (which has been hiding behind those think glasses frame all these while when she looks into the mirror) and she was horrified with the sight of how much she has aged. It was quite a hilarious moment. But it did not stop her from continuing to venture into contact lense (in difference colours I may add) and showoff her charming smiley wrinkles =)