in the endless fight of grace and pride
i had my first fight with The Boyfriend...
edit: i'm going to take the 'no-real-names' lead from angel; it's useful coz maybe if i call alvin The Boyfriend, maybe you guys will not begin to NOT link embarrassing stories about him, to him. ok whatever, let's just try this ya?
... and it was quite intense. actually, it's quite like those times i tried to kill him in lab, while working on malaria (i'm not kidding, i get quite murderous) but those times, i wasn't his girlfriend so it doesn't count. yeah ok anyway, our faces were so black and we just ended up fuming, seething etc. it was just running through my head:
OH, I AM SOOOOO NOT GOING TO TALK TO YOU UNTIL YOU APOLOGISE @#$%^&!!
when The Boyfriend tripped.
i couldn't help it. i clapped my hand over my mouth and i had to HOLD my laughter in so hard, i was hyperventilating/choking etc. i didn't want him to see that i was laughing, coz that would mean i'm over the angry silence, because i wasn't!
but damn, that was so funny. hahahahaha.
the constipated laughter held on for approximately 3 minutes. it was so long!! i had to bite my lips (yes, both), then i gave up and fell backwards just to laugh. you know, it's always worse when u cannot laugh out loud; everything just seems tons funnier.
after dinner, when i was done being mad, i turned to him and mentioned, 'haha, u tripped just now! and i laughed! betcha didn't see that.'
'oh yes, i did! it's so you! u laugh at anyone who has an accident. *mutters* schadenfreude...'
edit: i'm going to take the 'no-real-names' lead from angel; it's useful coz maybe if i call alvin The Boyfriend, maybe you guys will not begin to NOT link embarrassing stories about him, to him. ok whatever, let's just try this ya?
... and it was quite intense. actually, it's quite like those times i tried to kill him in lab, while working on malaria (i'm not kidding, i get quite murderous) but those times, i wasn't his girlfriend so it doesn't count. yeah ok anyway, our faces were so black and we just ended up fuming, seething etc. it was just running through my head:
OH, I AM SOOOOO NOT GOING TO TALK TO YOU UNTIL YOU APOLOGISE @#$%^&!!
when The Boyfriend tripped.
i couldn't help it. i clapped my hand over my mouth and i had to HOLD my laughter in so hard, i was hyperventilating/choking etc. i didn't want him to see that i was laughing, coz that would mean i'm over the angry silence, because i wasn't!
but damn, that was so funny. hahahahaha.
the constipated laughter held on for approximately 3 minutes. it was so long!! i had to bite my lips (yes, both), then i gave up and fell backwards just to laugh. you know, it's always worse when u cannot laugh out loud; everything just seems tons funnier.
after dinner, when i was done being mad, i turned to him and mentioned, 'haha, u tripped just now! and i laughed! betcha didn't see that.'
'oh yes, i did! it's so you! u laugh at anyone who has an accident. *mutters* schadenfreude...'
posted by feline @ 3:06 PM
