pent-up.

pent-up.

no, it is NOT anything sexual. what i have pent-up is NOT of that sort. it is just merely my bloody desire to dress up really nice and fashionable and MY AGE! ever since i became the kindergarten teacher, i have been walking about in shirts and trousers and skirts over the knee and proper clothes and formal wear and OLD GRANNY'S CARDIGANS and everything NOT nice! so not powerpuff girls here. it's like i am desiring and i hunger to be decked in my babydoll dresses and skinny jeans and revealing, sexy clothes (just an example) and my heels and ballet flats and AARGH-JUST-EVERYTHING-YOUNG! i am so throwing out those PRIM AND PROPER CLOTHES! IT'S TIME FOR TEACHER WOAN TYNG'S MAKEOVER! HAHAHA!

so after asking for mummy's (the school's director. hmph.) permission, in the most polite and pretend-to-be-poor-thing way, i finally decided (and get) to report for work in finer outfits, though i cant wear jeans. too casual. oh well, whatever. at least i get to paint my nails. hahaha. so yah, when i got home from work today, i ran upstairs and grabbed that new bottle of BLACK varnish (oh yah.) and totally did my nails. so now, i have BLACK nails, all ten of them clicking happily on my BLACK keyboards! haha. pure coincidental. i was so caught up in beautifying myself that i even ignored bee for awhile when he came to visit me. haha. sorry darling.

i think now i know why i bought that 140 dollars revealing dress! it's a form of revenge or should i say, release. releasing all these anger of wearing conservative (even i think so means it REALLY is over the top!) clothes. so yah, now i guess the people asking me to "be daring" and "youthful" (that's my mummy. tsk.) are going to drop their jaws. hahahaha! i am going to be hot. hopefully. oh well, it's late. going to go catch some beauty sleep.

ta-ta

xoxo.

when black is still the new black.

oh, and it's 11 days to MY special day!