between the lines

I can't think, so I blog.

I have to think of this storyline for the FOC game I'm doing. Rahhh. Today is not a good day for my brain. And I have to come up with a publicity plan thingy for the magazine sponsorship meeting tomorrow. I CAN'T think of anything!!

And I think the dog's name will be Congee. It's pronounced con-jee right? Cuz his colour looks like a bowl of congee. And I like the "gee" behind. I think it makes him sound more adorable. My dad suggested Leslie. But I think it sounds too gay hahaha. So it shall be Congee until we think of a better alternative.

Congee likes to chew on my fingers. But I have to scold him whenever he bites down too hard. And now my fingers smell of dog saliva even after washing. He stinks too, but no one knows why. My mum is dying to give him a bath but he just had one a few days ago at the pet shop. And he sleeps alot.

Haha ok I feel like I'm giving a report on my baby. Pfft. I have to finish this stupid story but I have writer's block. How how how.

From time to time, I hear some secrets
and time after time, I read between the lines