oh i forgot..i still have to do that stupid radio dj thing..so i guess we will be betting again!

so, dahling..
are we game?

J? oh you are beautiful

And J darling..
Fine! I take all your stupid copywritings, essays and layouts jobs..just dump it infront of my front door..like I have a life anyway...
but dahling...
that dancing lesson for that play that i wrote about..you are so lagenda siti zubaidah! You are so Siti Zubaidah even if I have to put you on a stilt!

thank you dahling..you are beautiful!

J! Now you are so on!

And J dear..your final dare
you can finally find me in pandan indah, kuala lumpur..just follow the guiding light!
Done.
Close case!

to those whose mind got messed up from reading this horrid dare project, my sincerest apology. And to those who happened to have mastered the art of english grammer..my most bla bla bla apology and to J, thanks! you are like the most annoying friend i have ever known.. and since i am done humiliating myself here..i guess its time to take you out for a tutu! Pink sounds so...delicious right about now..imagine..J in pink tutu! Voila!

Dear J? I think I've finally done my homework..

So here I am, trying to figure out what to do with my life. I think I’ve done all that I could..okay, perhaps..I missed a few punch lines..and as I sat here wondering it occured to me. Too many dreams unfulfilled. Fine, I am not touching sky diving and speed racing..hey, I am entitled to it..you know..but I think I’ve done most of what I want..I’ve done the hospital bit...the PR bit..the psychology bit..the teaching bit..Fine, I need to complete my law school and maybe go back to art school and yeah, start talking pictures again..maybe I should go back into advertising...events was like so exhausting these days. And yeah..I think I want to cut an album. Yeah...so any record company dying to sign an aging star..I am so available right now..
hehehe
J, do take note. I took your dare!
Thank you.

till i met non..so J..what do you think?

I on the other hand, was having an extremely animated conversation with Peter.
“Oh fuck you! If not for the fact that you’ve been playing with your food all night long...slowly twirling your mee the way you did..I would have slapped your face there and then!” Non screamed violently over our three way that night. “And you! I thought you were my friend! How could you steal him for yourself like that! I was trying to get him to open up and there you were..chatting like..”
“Me twirling my fried mee? What about you with that I am eating a savaloy impression? Like no one noticed how sluty you were!”
“Oh you think so?” Non retorted sharply. “You want sluty? I show you sluty! Can you imagine where I am? Ehm...yeah..I was...and now that I am thinking about it..do you remember the thin, silk langerie..the one that we bought together..the pale pink one...with a slight slit in the middle...”
Imagine a ballet dancer doing a split..oh yeah..she does know when to show her assets and yeah...I can imagine how sluty the whole scenario would turned out to be.
Question: Shall I tape this conversations? Ehm...never know when I might need to blackmail them...hehehe
Answer: How evil am I right now?
“Fine! I wasn’t that into him anyway!” Cat finally admitted after about ten minutes of hearing Non’s narrative, which I have to admit..was kind of a turned on. Never figured that she had that in her! She could do well doing her own, call me if you are lonely company. Seriously, after all these years...I was so sure I know the real Non. I mean, she had always been so regal..so sure of herself.
Question..Who is playing who now? Then again, I think I still have an ace up my sleeve. So, we’ll see..
Answer: Shall I drag him in?
Morning came. Oh, the usual. Pretty blue sky all around. I woke up to the sound of the alarm..can’t remember when I did that. Always woke up without one. And I miss my morning prayer. Go figures!
Note to self: No lengthy three way over two am. Period!
A flick of a switch and Non sweet, gentle self exploded from the answering machine.
“Just so you know..I had the best night ever...and yes, did I win? On both account?”
Ehm..delete that. Don’t like the sound of it. Win of both account? Is she playing me for a fool? Or did I get caught in my own trap?
Question: How do I salvage my self image after this?
Answer: La la la la
Another flicker and Cat tripped in.
“Fuck you! That’s all I have to say about last night and yeah! She is a slut! Oh..I am so vindicated..I am so vindicated!”
Question: What actually happened last night?
Answer: Call Peter. Play it through..see how long they last.
Action: Oh yeah..I do look good. Oh yeah..
Fifteen degrees turned and I stood facing the mirror and spend a moment assessing my assets. Stripped to my bare essential..not that I’m wearing much..I am quite a catch all right. Six two, two fifty, sixteen biceps..and I do have a bubble butt, if I say so myself. No wonder my patients keep coming back..Ehm..good business strategy..come to think of it.. Not bad for a shrink...I think. Now, did I truly flip Peter’s switch or I was just imagining it?
Answer: Give it another trial run. See if he’s game. Then I’ll break the news. Who knows..I might just land myself another patient.
Questions: How bad am I now?
Answer: Uuuu..baracuda!
I was just about to step out of the shower when the doorbell rings. Dripping wet, I stood face to face with Bla bla bla, a fifty something woman plague with a messy divorce. My first patient. Ehm..how long was I blurred?
“Oh..I didn’t realize..,” she stammered elegantly, eyes jumping from my somewhat flushed face to my chest to the towel around my waist to..
“Oh God! I forgot all about you,” I replied, feigning innocent. My trademark, how else could I get them to

there were times
that i wish i am in control
of my faculties
there were times
that i wish that i know what i am doing
there were times
that i wish i would stop dreaming
tell me darling..
would you hate me...
if i start doing?
now if i only know where to start...
and that my calculations were accurate...
i truly belive
that i could fly again..

have you ever wondered
what it feels like
to be a bee
buzzing around
without getting lost?
tell me..
have you ever distilled it?

so darling..
are we game again?