Sweet escape...

My daily routine has swifted rapidly from morning lala..la chirps to upbeat salsa…seconds mean everything to me now..i..we’ve finally moved into our new home in USJ...its not flashy nor luxuriously decorated..but to us its comfy n warm….but the downside of it is that since moving..i have to wake up xtra2 early..in the morning to travel for an average 1 hr 15 minutes to get to my office…the traffic is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo hectic…there’s actually 5 access out of USJ to KL..3 with tolls n 2 w/o..tried all but surprise..suprise the time clocked on every 4 routes are the same..from home to office…differing by a fraction if 5-7 minutes..so I’ve decide to stick with one route which is less depressing..f/more the toll is not cheap one RM 2.60 the other RM 3.20!!! The only route I did not even have the interest to try is KESAS due to the toll price which to me is damn ridicoulous..RM4.40 that plus my toll back home RM3.20 equals RM 7.60 on toll only..walllauwei..!!!! if I’m earning more than RM5k then that could be considered…for now waking up early Is the best resort..Try imagining driving on average 20 km/h for 1hr 15 minutes on a manual car!!! My ankle hurts by the time I reach the office…to change my wheels is a definitely NO NO for now…Nowadays my eyes start to droop by 10 and at 11pm I can barely bat an eyelid…it doesn’t help that hubby is normally still sound asleep when I head off to work…nevertheless I am thankful that he has the kind thought and effort to do the hse chores here n there….if not I’d be half crazy..i could not imagine myself at this stage juggling with this routine with a baby in tow..HELP!!!!..i hope maid is not the only way out..i am not a fan of live in maids…

I’m hooked on gwen’s new song The sweet escape..if it’s aired during my looooooooong depressing , cursing drive to KL..it just makes my morning…must get the cd..hehhee


If I could escapeI would,
but first of all let me say
I must apologize for acting,
stinking, treating you this way
Cause I've been acting like sour milk
fell on the floor
It's your fault you didn't shut
the refridgerator
Maybe that's the reason
I've been acting so cold

If I could escape
And re-create a place as my own world
And I could be your favorite girl
Forever, perfectly together
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?

If I could be sweet
I know I've been a real bad girl
I didn't mean for you to get hurt
Forever, we can make it better
Tell me boy,
Now wouldn't that be sweet?
Sweet escape

You let me down
I'm at my lowest boiling point
Come help me out
I need to get me out of this joint
Come on, let's bounce
Counting on you to turn me around
Instead of clowning around for some common ground

So baby, times getting a little crazy
I've been getting a little lazy
Waiting for you to come save me
I can see that you're angry
By the way the you treat me
Hopefully you don't leave me
Want to take you with me

If I could escape
And re-create a place as my own world
And I could be your favorite girl
Forever, perfectly together
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?
If I could be sweet
I know I've been a real bad girl
I didn't mean for you to get hurt
Forever, we can make it better
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?
Sweet escape


8:15 Wake up to hugs and kisses
8:30 Weigh-in 2 kgs lighter than yesterday
8:45 Breakfast in bed—freshly squeezed orange juice and
croissants; open presents- expensive jewellery chosen by
thoughtful partner
9:15 Soothing hot bath with frangipani bath oil
10:00 Light work-out at club with sexy, funny personal trainer
10:30 Facial, manicure, makeup application, shampoo, condition,
blow wave
12:00 Lunch with best friend at fashionable outdoor café
12:45 Catch sight of partner’s ex and notice that she has gained
17 kgs
1:00 Shopping with friends: unlimited credit
3:00 Nap
4:00 Three dozen roses delivered by florist; card is from
secret admirer
4:15 Massage from strong but gentle hunk—says he rarely gets
to work on such a perfect body
5:30 Choose outfit from expensive designer wardrobe
7:30 Candlelit dinner for two followed by dancing, with compliments
received from other diners/ dancers
10:00 Hot shower- alone
10:50 Carried to bed… freshly ironed, crisp, white linen
11:00 Pillow talk, light touching and cuddling
11:15 Fall asleep in his big, strong arms

6:00 Alarm
6:15 Blow job
6:30 Massive, satisfying shit while reading the sports section
7:00 Breakfast—steak and eggs, coffee and toast—all cooked by naked,
buxom wench who bends over a lot showing her growler
7:30 Limo arrives
7:45 Several beers en route to the airport
9:15 Flight in personal Lear jet
9:30 Limo to Mirage Resort Golf Club (blow job en-route)
9:45 Play front nine (2 under par)
11:45 Lunch—steak and lobster, 3 beers and bottle of Dom Perignon
12:15 Blow job
12:30 Play back nine (4 under)
2:15 Limo back to airport (several bourbons)
2:30 Fly to Bahamas
3:30 Late afternoon fishing expedition with all-female crew, all nude
who also bend over a lot showing their growlers
4:30 Land world record Marlin (1234lbs)—on light tackle
5:00 Fly home, massage and hand job by naked Elle MacPherson
(bending over showing her growler, naturally)
6:45 Shit, shower and shave
7:00 Watch news—Michael Jackson assassinated
7:30 Dinner—lobster appetisers, Dom Perignon (1953), big juicy
fillet steak followed by ice cream served on a big pair of tits
9:00 Napoleon Brandy and Habanos cigars in front of wall-sized TV
as you watch football game
9:30 Sex with three women, all with lesbian tendencies
11:00 Massage and Jacuzzi with tasty pizza snacks and a cleansing beer
11:30 Night-cap blow job
11:45 In bed alone
11:50 A 22-second fart which changes note 4 times and forces the dog to leave the room
11:51 Laugh yourself to sleep