Heavenly Bodies

A big part of being me is being campy, trashy, cheesy and completely inappropriate. I'm not saying these qualities are something I'm proud of, but mixed together they constitute what I am. It's like pickles and pregnancy. You don't like pickles 'cuz they leave that bitter taste in your mouth and you definitely don't like pregnancy 'cuz they drive the last ounce of sensibility out of women. But together, they're awesome. Give a pregnant woman a jar of pickles and you shut her up instantly. Not that most of you would need to shut up a pregnant lady, but still make sure to give Phunky a pat on the back when this proves successful.

Nathan, unfortunately, is at most exposure of this relentless rambling. That's what you get for being committed to a freak like me. These bouts to get all in his face are completely random but most often they occur either when I'm feeling naughty or I'm feeling extremely lonely. A part of me feels that it's to get attention, not that he ignores me. But yeah, I'm a complex being!

This incidence happened a few days ago and Nathan's reaction was priceless. As stated earlier, I do these things when I'm feeling naughty or extremely lonely. In the given case, fortunately, I was feeling naughty. And naturally it was Nathan on the chopping block, so I texted him this;

Did it hurt when you fell from the Heavens? 

Nathan was left astonished, flabbergasted, flustered, exasperated, speechless and quite possibly confused. Normally he replies immediately to me, but this time I got a reply after 10 minutes. Not that I mind, my mission was accomplished. I shook him good. Really really good!

Speaking about Nathan, he's been an absolute doll lately. I had my exams in the past week, which went okay on borderline. I'll be needing as much prayers and best wishes from you guys as possible. I got three more to go, but that's next week.

Anyhow so Nathan is a self-made man. That stands for alot of things I'm not. I'm a completely spoiled brat. Nathan works for his own expenses, and that includes tuition fees. Yeah, he doesn't want to be dependent on his parents because he's the eldest child and so he feels it's his responsibility that he contributes to the inflow rather than the outflow of expenses. I really don't like to burden him with stuff, so we exchange texts for morning and night wishes only. Otherwise we text through yahoo. But for my exams, he was so awesome to text me before and after the exam as well. And sometimes at even completely random moments to boost me. Babes, I know you will read this and you should know; You're Amazing!

So let me ask you this one more time, and this time as a doctor with absolutely no bed-side manners; Did it hurt when you fell from the Heavens?