Robinson Crusoe.

fuck, buying a beer at a 7-11 that is only 5mins walk doesn't count as leaving home after giving much thought. so yea, i have been home for 3 days to actually be friends with Robinson Crusoe.

i sms a proposal for a 2 days plan with my queen and i got stood up. she is in that mood. alright, i decided to serve my sentence at home. not in any mood for alcohol indulging or shopping.

i refuse to succumb to her mind torture, i took up a new hobby which i knew would irritate her..

Guitar Hero.

home entertainment never ends and at the cost of $2xx. she was definately irritated.

Me: "hi dear, i bought a guitar which cost only $2xx. cheap eh?"
She: "why did you buy a guitar?"
Me: "home entertainment purposes to kill boredom."
She: "up to you, waste of money."

one point up for Robinson Crusoe! notice the "up to you, waste of money".

i felt like Leonidas at Hot Gates, who sacrifice his troops to secure a small victory. at that very moment, i am a hero...

not till DBS decide to crash my conquest simply with a paper.

she hates me spurgling money on things she deem useless.

a few hours later...

my queen was still irritated and i knew she wouldn't stop till she get her revenge one way or another or so i thought. sending her a simple sms asking her whereabout got me a 3 letter word, "die" at which i knew i better shut the fuck up before she starts mouthing off about my new hobby.

i decided alcohol is going to solve all this issue, having alcohol means being awfully brave and stupid. that's what i need to turn the tide.

Robinson Crusoe. unkempt beard intact, mustache linking to it. 7-11 here i come.

for sure, the very last time i came, 7-11 was 7-11 not some Zouk's drinks counter, why the fuck is 10+ people crowding inside?

at last, one more couple and it would be my turn to order my drinks.

*ouch*

irritated, angry...

Robinson Crusoe was definately not please to have his toes under a shoes. little man apologize, ex-gf W look back! wow, what luck to see my very first love or rather my virgin fuck! she obviously was not interested in anything more to do with me than to escape with her little man.

fucking great, being a irritated, angry Robinson Crusoe doesn't help at all. luckily, i was not stupid enough to call out to her else i would be just like Robinson Crusoe talking to his ball.

paid for my beer and proceeded to make myself comfortable by leaning at the cash registry machine and give my helpful feedback.

Me: "you need a priority queue next time for people like me."
Staff: "excuse me sir, you are moving my machine slowly bit by bit."

i was ignored.

she calls. she was so pleasantly sweet and i was not appreciating the fact i went through all that trouble to have her feeling pleasantly sweet towards me but proceeding to irritate her will not be a wise move.

kept quiet and enjoy her ladylike for tonight i guess..

so.. she is looking forward to meeting me tomorrow with no thought about my reply and she warn me i better do something with Robinson Crusoe. she's not going to tolerate me looking like a unkempt fucking idiot. that how it works.

amazing sales person she is, assumption close with no time for me to consider. no wonder i love her...

parted ways with Robinson Crusoe...