Venting the Drama

Something with claws jumped on my face. Ahh! Jepeers Creepers came out to eat me! Wait! I haven't watch that movie yet...
Damn, I woke up to see Twinkle jumping on my bed, to and fro, trying to catch my toes and fingers underneath the comforter. Saw my aircon still on... which only means it isn't my time to wake up yet. Ah! I wished Twinkle will settle down and go back to sleep.
I pulled the covers over my head. Thinking that he was all alone in the room, Twinkle started meowing. Taking pity on him. I pulled the covers back. He seemed to smile and went on to muching my fingers. To tired to do anything... I went back to sleep.
Later mom came in and took Twinkle. Later she came in again and woke me up saying it was already one in the afternoon and I should wake up to eat lunch. I slept for another ten minutes then dragged my lazy ass to the dining room.
Ate. Brushed my teeth... I haven't brushed my hair for 3 months now.... it doesn't need brushing anyway. Then went down to my pc.
But before that my mom and I ws discussing about Twinkle's fate. And she was telling what happened last night.
When she came in and went to bed... stepda was having theatrics... he was wheezing. Heavily. In the dark of their bedroom my mom just raised her eyebrows. He even went as far as having trouble sleeping. He even woke up wheezing and coughing his lungs out. Go for the Emmy I say. Imagine... Twinkle didn't even went there. He must have catch the cat's dendrites when he walked past by my bedroom door. Under the door. Through the slit. Through the covered slit. Covered with taped. Hmmm... Deadly.
Then later mom want to blow off some steam, we went to Mohegan to watch Air Supply. Air Supply you say? Yeah... not evil enough for me. Were they popular before or after my birth? Before? Ahh. Evil wasn't invented then. That explains a lot of things. Evil was born 20 years ago anyway.



tragedically bitched