My Secret Fantasies

i shall write with a purpose


i shall blog abt my secret fantasies



MY SECRET FANTASIES

-date a cute Beng (preferably rich) who drives a flashy car (well, since he drives he gotta be rich keke) dat oozes Beng-ness (u noe, bright yellow and perpetually thumping not-meant-for-the-ears techno music)

Hey babeeeeeeee, wanna go for a rideeeeee? Dun worry, there's no sugarrr *guffaws*

-date younger guys (no, i dun have pedophile tendencies, thank you for ur concern. yes, my neighbour's kids are safe, once again, thank you for ur concern)

hey did someone juz mention cradle snatcher?

-become a pageant queen

yes, world peace...

(stabs whoever that burst into hysterical laughter)

*stabs PJ*
*stabs Mr P*
*stabs Kai*
*stabs everyone else*

-become the President of TW (then declare dictorship n lock up whoever dat's more beautiful)

i therefore declare a state of emergency till all beautiful ppl are vanquished. yes, the Wei family is exempted.

-marry a mafia head, looking good in black is mandatory.

pls dun ask me why my husband has a withering look. no, he's very very VERY happy with me, thank you very much.


hur hur hur