Secret Love Nest

Doomed Squirrel pt1

Have you ever watched a comedic act where a person was so angry at the last person who called him or her that when his or her phone rang again, he or she got angry at that caller, say embarassing things or even curse that caller to hell and back, only to realize that he or she is talking to a different person and not at that someone he or she are mad with.

And the new caller turns out to be his or her boss or teacher or God forbid, one of their grandparents.

Phew...that was a long sequence. Did you all get it? If you didn't, read it again because I will not rewrite those words again for you.

It's too long and we will ran out of space.

Anyways...why did I tell that long and difficult to write and read sequence? It's because something similar had happened to me.

(Oh thank goodness that it has a connection to your story, Dayu. We thought you are in one of your delusional ramblings again.)

People...are you getting snarky at me? Why...you little...

Inhale...exhale....

I enrolled in an online class about anger management issues.

(No you did not!)

Okay, I did not. But still, I opened my laptop and research about calming down and having a more serene and peaceful vibe inside me. I am learning to be Zen.

Why are you all laughing?!

(You? Learning to be Zen? You?! Ha ha ha)

I should smack your heads and tie you all together with your Baba. Wang Qing had the same reaction when I told him that I am thinking of being peaceful and all Zen.

Why? I can be calm? I am calm right now?! I am the picture of calmness?! Don't doubt me! I can be Zen. I will zenness all of you with my Zenness!

(Zenness is not a real word, Dayu.)

Whatever! Stop the side comments and just read! Okay?!

Anyway, where are we again?!

Oh me being Zen and should probably stop abusing the "exclamation point" button.

Inhale...exhale...

Let's all start the story. Shall we?

It all started the afternoon that Qing came back from a far away place called Shanghai.

He said...

Qing: (in a good mood) We are getting closer and closer to finishing the drama, Dayu. Look at me, they gave me a four days rest because my scenes are getting done already.

Me: Are you sure your scenes are getting done and they are not actually plotting to kill your character without you knowing about it.

His good mood vanished. It's a talent of mine, to take someone's good mood away.

Me: (hugging and kissing my sulking boyfriend) It's a joke. I am just being funny Qing ah and feel free to laugh anytime.

Qing: (sneering) But you are not funny. How can I laugh at your lame jokes?

Me: (wincing) Sorry. But you still love me, right? Even if my jokes are lame and Holy Hell! Did you say you are free for four days? Four days?! Truly?

Qing happily nodded. I shrieked and jump up and down like a monkey on sugar rush while still hugging him.

Me: (ecstatic) Holy guacamole! Praise the Lord! Praise Allah! Praise Buddha! Four days! What should we do in four days? I will be...I will be...I will be busy working...