Back in PJ, our heater is dead. So every single day, I wake up feeling afraid to enter the cold bathroom. It is torturing okay! Now that I’m back in KLG for the night. I appreciate my heater really much. I will now go and shower before I continue this entry. Lalalaaa.

Well yeah, I’m blogging regularly again. Can’t help it, I try to update at any chance I have.

The whole week has been a pain in the ass for me. Classes, period cramps, dance practices and assignments. Which reminds me, I have one due this Monday. Fuck. It is not that I’m slacking and do not bother about my assignment. Every night I get home from college, I’m drop dead tired. I will have dinner, I will try to destress by watching television (note : does not help at all), I will talk to Vix, I will try to sleep and eventually end up in bed, staring up at the ceiling for ages before falling asleep. The only day I had to work on my assignment was on Wednesday. That too I needed to ask for permission to leave early from practice. It’s fucked up man.

This whole TTNight thing is killing me for real. Thank goodness there’s another week left till it’s over for good. Can’t wait to have a freaking life back. I do take the whole thing seriously but I think most of them involved in the committee are taking it over the board. And no, I don’t plan to explain what’s TTNight. I admit I sometimes have fun. I admit I met and made a lot of new people and friends but fuck, this shit drove me to the point where when I’m dancing, I feel no passion. There are no feelings involved anymore. It’s purely about getting the routine done on time for the committee members to see and then get screwed for the mistakes. Then get screwed some more for being late for post mortem, get screwed for leaving home early (9.30pm), get screwed for dressing comfortably in college, get screwed, get screwed, get screwed. Kanineh. What happened to encouraging and motivating? Every single time we step up one step, you push us down another three steps. Perfect strategy lah kan.

I’m not hating, I’m ranting. I’m so sick and tired. When I say I’m tired, I mean physically and mentally and I swear to god, I am not being dramatic. I can feel it draining the fucking energy out of me. I don’t even feel like me.

I need a break. I need it so bad. To recover and to study.

To make it worse, I’ve made the decision to move out soon. And no, there is nothing wrong with my relationship. There are just things that are wrong with me. I’m so different than before, now I’m afraid of myself and for myself. Sometimes these thoughts manifest themselves so freely, I cannot control them and myself. Fuck.

I don’t intend to rant but I need to let it out somewhere. You know where the ‘X’ is.

Moving on to happier notes, my co-curicular activity started this week. I joined the swimming club. Yes, I am aware that I can’t swim. The reason why I joined is because they offer free lessons! I am able to float now.

At least this Saturday, I had a good time. Amy and I with her college friend, Sarah went to Urbanscape at KLPac in the evening. We got lost from Setapak to Sentul. For two freaking hours. Today proves one small mistake can take you very far because Sentul is like right beside Setapak. Lol. Our main objective at Urbanscape was to shop. We obviously got lots of cheap goods. I, myself spent less than RM100 and got new a skinny, new shirt, new top and a new bag. I forgot what Amy bought besides the I Heart KL tee. Sarah bought herself the brightest pair of flats. Red flats. She could not wait to rock them in college. Met a number of familiar faces there. In the end, Q managed to get tickets to enter the main stage to join Mika. Right on time for Seven Collar T-Shirt and Pure Vibrations. Thinking back, I would have had a better time if I had beer to drink like everyone else but being a chinese I did not allow myself to pay RM13 per can for a Tiger. God, I hate events like these. Always try to rip off us off when it comes to alcohol. Lol.

Kay lah. I’m going off to bed. Toodles world.

…I’d like to elaborate about them but I’m tired and I need to rush back to PJ now so we’ll save it for next time.

Naqib posted up pictures of his 22nd birthday at Laundry and I stole some from his album on FB. Damn sad lah okay. My camera is a piece of crap so I’ve not bothered to take it out and my Polaroid kinda dieded for good.

Kay lah. At least now my post got a few pictures. DAMN SAD LAH WOI. At least I bought a new umbrella. Yay!

I think I have this habit of coming up with post titles that has nothing to do with my entry content.

(started changing the layout of my myspace profile for a good one hour)

Right, back to whatever I have to say. I’m currently blogging at the comfort of my own home and computer. It feels wonderful. I get to sit here as long as I want without worrying about how much an hour, no wait, scratch that, one minute would cost me if I was at a cyber cafe. I’m looking after my sister while my mom is out on her date. Yes, my mom is dating. She finally admitted to us. There are a bunch of men trying their luck but my mom ain’t one easy fish to catch. She wasn’t easy back then, she still ain’t easy now. I’ve yet to meet any one of these men but Tommy and Xin had and I trust their judgement.

And no, I do not and will not blame my mom for dating so soon. I’m thrilled that she is. She’s been through so much and too long, she needs changes. I know her well and she assured us she will not settle down. Obviously. Lol.

I am currently feeling very unwell and yet very in love. Weirdo, I am. Laugh Me, You Will Not. Cause I’m rarely this happy and it is almost unreal to me. I am appreciating every single moment before it goes away because at the end of the day, you will only have the memories and nothing else. At times the relationship gets tough due to my temper and snappiness. I’m a real witch but hey, he always managed to bring the worse and the best out of me whenever and wherever. My ego can be as big as *insert whatever* and to hear me apologise after a fight is almost scarce yet he manage to without a sweat.

I never took horoscope seriously but in this case, Leo and Leo. Tsk tsk tsk. We are arrogant bastards. Lol.

“..keep it low, hit the phone.. blablabla.. whoopsie. whoopsie. blablabla..” - iTunes on shuffle lah.

Tommy is a champion. Vix himself did not have the master copy of Whoopsie and Tommy has it. Champion.

I cannot wait until this month is over. There’s nothing really interesting to look forward to, I think. Date Week is over. The whole weekend was perfect. Early morning shopping, new haircut and buffet dinner (minus him not getting his wings whatever). I’m glad we came up with this Date Week thing. Makes every month easier to go through.

Kay lahhh. I’m lazy. I want to download new tracks. Plus, I doubt people read much anymore. LOL.

I’m a very miserable woman right now.
Seeing those science stream students all free from the ass of spm.
Seeing Wei Yang at Aeon buying his ice cream made me wanted to strangle him.

A joke. LOL.

It’s almost over. Next Wednesday. Very soon. *comfort self*

I hate Aeon.
No, I hate Eng Ho.
Because if it wasn’t for him calling me up to tell me about Big Apple, I wouldn’t be addicted to them.

Those donuts are drugs.

That place has only been open for four days and I’ve bought those donuts for two days straight. Simply crazy. I’ve never been a donut kind of person but that all changed now.

And today right after my paper, I went back and bought some more.
An addition to that, I’ve come to realised the many restaurants and counters of good looking food around the ground floor. Oh, I’ve seen those others upstairs but I’ve decided to attack them one by one by floors.

HELL YEAH BABY.
One by one.

I’m not even interested with the shops.
Maybe one, no wait, three.
Hommy, Room and 2:30.
There are clocks I want to get.
Those paintings I saw in Room.
Those pillows in 2:30.
And CLOCKS!
OMG. THEY ARE GORGEOUS!

I have a thing for interior designs.
One of my small time dream was to be an interior designer until I came to realise that I can’t draw. Too bad the Room in Aeon doesn’t sell Lomos. It’s for the better tho’, Amy and I would probably end up sitting outside the shop, just staring at it.
So okay, that’s all for now.
I want to get those things but it’s not like I have the cash to.
I’m just entertaining myself.
You’re lucky I don’t tell you who my imaginary boyfriend is.
You’d probably laugh until you choke.

YES LAH. I STILL HAVE IMAGINARY FRIENDS AND BOYFRIENDS.
I’ve never had them when I was young so now I’m going through that whole process, can?
A bit too old but SO WHAT?

Finally after almost a year of looking, I’ve found my favourite air freshener.
First came to the smell in Kang Woei’s car last year then Boon Roy’s.
I swear to fucks I looked everywhere for them.
Bloody Airwick promoters probably hid them so that I can’t buy.
I want my room to smell like that. *floats dreamily*
But I haven’t buy. GAHHHHHHH.

I know I sound a lot like a kid today.
Beats me what’s wrong with me I don’t know.
See even my English has gone haywire.
I think is the donut.

There. That’s the last thing I’m throwing into the luggage.
And that’s the end of my packing.

I’m so excited you should see my face.

What?
I’ve never been to any other country besides Thailand and that was years ago when I was so young, I allowed my parents to strip me naked in front of their friends at a waterfall and TAKE PICTURES OF ME which turned into a very big potential blackmailing weapon. (it’s stashed somewhere damn well hidden.)

So yeah, I’m FUCKING EXCITED THAT I’M GOING SINGAPORE.

ulu, dramatic, lame. tell me bout it. hah !

I’ve even wrote down a list of names of whom I have to get pressies for. And there’s another list of what I want to buy. And another for shops / places that are a MUST to visit. And another checklist of things to bring there and back. And another of notes for moral project.

Funny ey. I’m doing my moral project. Well I don’t have another choice, I was thinking of using my dad’s funeral as the subject but I don’t think it’s appropriate so I’m replacing it with this vacation. I hate “Kekeluargaan” and all that “Alam Sekitar” crap.

Well, I gotta go sleep. Leaving early. I’m going to miss my babes and boys.
4 days macam 4 long weeks okay

drama drama. *roll eyes*

I JUST ATE A WHOLE KIT KAT CHUNKY BY MYSELF.

Not that it’s a hard task to complete but ohmygoodness.
I hate mom.
Get the joke.

I’m going to work eventhough Weds are not my work days.
All because I’ve no plans and I don’t plan to stay at home.
Plus can earn extra cash to shop (kate moss t-shirt! ) and pay back my debts.
I owe Mom for the UV Nation tickets and Victor for some old stuffs.

That’s the shirt from the collection I’m eyeing for.
Going to get it as soon as my salary is out.
That’s the only thing holding me back. Tiu.

Is anyone kind enough to borrow me their credit cards first?
I want to get these.

Aren’t they just super adorable and colourful?

I’m off to shower. Toodlooo.

Can you believe that little brat shot this when I was sleeping this morning?
I didn’t know until I switched on the camera just now.
Can bloody pose summore. Swt.

I went to Taylor’s PJ for this college thing on Monday morning.
It’s called CLIOD.
Short for College Life In One Day.
It was fun. Especially the workshops.

There were a number of people and we were divided into two
when it was time for a tour around the campus.
At first everyone was really quiet and distant but we gradually started joking and laughing together.

Real fun. Super friendly people. Made friends, if I dare say.

Cheers out to the other two from my group.
Chiew Lee and Justin.
Damnit. I didn’t get any contact details from them.
I only got one blog address from Melissa whom was sitting in front of me during the first talk.
We immediately had things in common, DANCE.
LOL.

Oh, I went with Amy by the way.

Saw Lee Vnn at Pyramid after that but did not say hi.
Bumping into her reminded me, SABRINA ! When are you coming to KL?

Mom’s back. Finally.
The first person she hugs is the brat.
The both of them are so cute together.
<3

She got us so many chocolate from the airport as if her eldest daughter is stick thin and can afford to chuck all those delicious bars down her throat.

Tommy and I are crossing our fingers because we’re hoping to tag along with her to Singapore this June.

He wants to go there and get new gadgets and games.
I want to buy myself a wallet, or two and clothes.
I don’t care what people say but clothes in Singapore or any other country other than Malaysia are way cheaper if you know how to count.
What to do, I am that kira. Satu sen pun kira ok.

Michy’s mom got admitted into the hospital today.
Arunamari’s. Did I spell that right?
Throat infection which confirm tortures.
Imagine trying to cough or talk.
Imagine sneezing !
Well hopefully her mom’ll be alright soon.

PS : 5V1s ! Movie want? Lunch together want? Dinner? Karaoke?, if you must.

It’s hard to stick with the original plans when there’s a holiday.
Tuesday was May Day and Wednesday was a replacement holiday for Wesak Day.
Originally I planned to stay home and revise. Yes. Revise with a capital R.
But mom decided to pay Ikea a trip, so we did.
Right after dropping by at Meei’s studio launching and picking up Amy & TL along the way.

Mom wants to renovate the kitchen, so we wanted ideas and Ikea’s the best place to start.
After Ikea, we went shopping. Mom got herself a dress while I got nothing.
I promised Amy to make sure she left Damansara with a top in hand but I failed. Sorry.
Kinda got into an arguement with mom at August 8 but oh well, whatever.
TL’s right. Heck, even San-J’s right. I gotta ignore and keep it cool.

I was rudely awaken on Wednesday by the Nokia ringtone of my phone.
Only to realised that I’m late after seeing the caller ID.
Picked up the call, begged them to wait for me to get ready.
Followed TL and Anson to Klang to get TL’s facepiece respirator (gas mask) and their spraycans for their Music Aid piece.

They were spraying for the event this Friday.
Anson tried out 3D and was complaining like a bitch while at it. Haha.
Nobody said it was easy.
TL was bitching too because the planks he had were shitty.
Were bent and the paint wouldn’t stick and kept on dripping. LOL. Pity.

HELLO PEOPLE !
I’m back. I swear I’m never going to leave you guys updateless no more.

Okay. Too much of drama. LOL.

I just got back my connection like two days ago.
Mom finally decided to pay the freaking bills after months.
Well at least, she did in the end.
I guess I kinda made her see the BAD BAD side of not paying it when it’s suspended.
Yes another reason besides the one that I was left out of my internet life.
My brain works in marvelous ways okay.

You have no idea how much I wanna blog about.
So many things had happened and so many outings were had and so many pictures were taken but so little time for me to type it all out.
So I’ll do it some other day when everything’s back on track.

There are still emails unread.
Music not downloaded.
Videos not watched.
Blogs not read.
SEE. See how left out I am?
Piang eh. Swt.

The saddest thing now is that Bernard left for Moo Moo Land (New Zealand, doink) a couple of days ago. Been missing him all the time ever since. Especially when I’m in a car. We have histories. Haha. I kid. He better make sure his ass is in Malaysia by the time I’m done writing on my last SPM paper.

Chinese New Year is next week and my house is still a mess.
Been no time for spring CNY cleaning because mom’s busy with dad’s stuffs and I’m always out or busy with tuitions so totally not helping. I’m feeling really awful for bailing out on my mom like this so I’m planning to do everything by this week, if possible. Yet, we’re all not really done with our shopping and this is the last weekend to do it. To top with that, I have to accompany BR to shop AND cut his hair because OBR is half way done.

I’ve just watched the final episode of Charmed.
I don’t know which season was it that Astro aired but I think it’s the last season.
I missed the whole season and I skipped every one of the episodes and watched the finale.

It’s freaking over.
Believe me, I want to cry.
Why does things have to end eventually? Sigh.

I’ve watched this series ever since its first season and I don’t want it to bloody end.
Argghhhh. Sakit hati.

Wormy’s right. Peekvid is amazing.
Videos of dramas, movies, animes and even the World Cup.
Just pray that you have good connection.

Anyway, I’m bored outta my mind.
Suppose to go to the movies with the classmates this morning,
but I woke up at 11.30am and mom wasn’t home dy.
The outing’s to celebrate Annabel’s birthday.
Shit. I don’t know what to get for her yet and her party’s tomorrow night.

I have to cut down with the going out at night thing because it’s getting on mom’s nerves.
Cannot help it actually. I don’t like staying home but am trying to change that in me.

Chinese New Year is about 30 days more to go and I’m already filling my tummy with cookies and all that stuff. This is all BR’s fault. He keeps bringing me food.

It started out with pineapple tarts which I love to bits and eat the most during CNY.
I think it’s called “huang li pin” in mandarin.
Then he brought me some peanut type of cookie.
Followed by butter cookies the day before yesterday.
To top it all up, my granny gave us pineapple tarts too and also sunflower seeds cookie.

How to not be tempted?

I haven’t do any CNY shopping yet. Already in the mood.
Most prolly the end of this month or the beginning of the next.
Amy said she wants a wardrobe change, so we’ll see and hopefully Michy can come shopping with us too, otherwise we’d to it together with Operasi Boon Roy.

Amy, Izzat and I did a pre-OBR the other day and he looked good in one of the shirts Amy chose.
He’s way too thin. So frustrating to see him wear a nice shirt but appears too thin. Grrr.

Looney’s talking to me again. After one whole year, we are talking !
I’ve missed that bugger and I was frustrated when we stopped talking.
We’re catching up and wait till Ing comes and hang out together too.
Die lah you.

Frankly speaking, I honestly don’t know what to blog about.
I’m just typing anything that’s running in my head.

Oh, here’s the video of Chai Yin & I practising in the studio.

Yep. I have Vox.
If you’ve never heard of Vox, read this.
Those who are bored with Blogger, Livejournal, Xanga and all the others can try Vox.
It’s by the same company as Livejournal , Six Apart but it’s way better and cooler.
If I wasn’t so stuck with WP, I’d move there completely already.

Totally recommended to those who doesn’t work very well with htmls and css.
The functions are easy as pie and it’s fast.
Most important of all, unlike LJ, it’s free.
LJ’s free too, that I know but to have the better of LJ you’ve gotta pay.
Vox no need. Ngeh.

I’ve never thought my holidays was going to be this busy.
No, I can’t even complain a single day of boredom anymore.
Cause besides of tuition classes three days a week, I have dance classes two times a week and that doesn’t include my extra dance practises with the girls for prom yet.

I love the way I’m so busy with things that’s healthy and fun
which also doesn’t need me to spend money. Haha.
Better than shopping or hanging out at malls, you know.
Though I’d love one day with the girls.

Funny how broke I still am eventhough I don’t go out so often anymore.
Might be caused by the sudden online shopping I’ve been doing for months.
I’ve just recently pampered myself with a new set of French Manicure worth RM15.

Followed mom to SGM just now because she let my aunt successfully persuade her to join a makeup group for this thing SGM is doing this Saturday. I didn’t even care what it was because I’ve not step into that place for years. Not active like I used to so I don’t update myself with the latest happenings there.

Now upon walking up to the canteen (yes they have a canteen of their own. cool hor?)
we saw my aunt, Sharon.
Before I even open my mouth to greet her, she’s already telling me,

“Girl, join the *buskers. They’re short of people and they’ve open it to members than only restricting it to cultural groups members only.”

Now what in the blue hell are buskers? I asked myself.
Then she started pointing at those colourful thinggys laying on the floors in the canteen.
She started explaining buskers are

“You know those people in Brazil with their parades and costumes? That.”

So at this point, I’ve almost have a picture of what a busker is.

She then dragged me and mom to the bulletin board and show us chinese newspaper clippings and expects me to understand what it says. Thank gord there were big bolded fancy letters saying, www.malaysiabuskers.com.

Now I was hooked and was asking for more infos especially practise time since the KL International Buskers’ Malaysia Grand Parade is on this Saturday.
I don’t want to miss time from dance practises for prom
and Friday morning’s got something going on too.
Met Ke Xin there, she was working on one of the props.
She told me to go for the meeting tomorrow morning and decide from there if I want to participate or not after I told her my dilemma.
So we’ll see tomorrow if I’m in or not.

I really want to do something different and big like once in a while.
The last thing I did must have been the concert thing in Shah Alam years ago.
Actually Shirlyn invited me to join one of SGM’s performance for this year’s FESPIC opening but the thing was cancelled in the end, so the plan was gone.

Now this is up and it really sounds fucking fun according to the website. A freaking colourful, circus-like parade in the middle of the road. Now how many times do you get to see that in Malaysia? I think even if I’m not in the whole business, I’d go to the parade in KL to join in the fun with the family.

It’s funny how one minute mom and I were talking about our financial problem and the next minute we’re parking the car at the side of the road, walking into a boutique and trying out dresses.

I swear we must really be the weirdest duo earth.
I went looking for prom dresses and she went straight to one of the mannequin
and demanded for that particular dress in her size.
I feel in love with two dresses and she fell for three.
She paid half for one since the rest were wrong on her to me (i give her feedbacks) and I reserved both.
Didn’t take any picture to ask the girls which they think’d be better.
I wanna take both of them to that particular boutique. I’m sure they’ll like it.

Ooh. I met up with Alvin Low today.
He’s the first online friend I met up so soon after knowing him online for such a short period.
Usually it takes weeks or months of planning before meeting up.
Though this was not a hang out session but more like discuss about prom session.
He’s tall. Like knn, tall. He’s smooth too, real smooth.
Like Janus material. Haha.

Man, I stink. I’m off to shower.

This is just too fun not to blog about.
He’s up for a big makeover.
He’s the type of guy that doesn’t give a damn what he wears
and he seriously doesn’t to a point where I felt like choking him.
He’ll just put on any tee-shirt he can grab, on.
Doesn’t even check his hair.

That shirt just have to go !
That and a whole lot more of ‘em and jeans in his wardrobe.
I’m not a fan of Bodyglove. Don’t ask why.

Amy and I planned so much.
From boxers to shoes.
To be bought from which shops.
I can’t freaking wait for the day to come.
He’d better bring more than RM1000.
We’re going to make him spend and it’s not even new year yet.

I cannot think of any hairstyle for him, so I’m leaving that to Amy.
The jeans too. I’m clueless.
I’ll just work on the shoes and tees.

Oh shit, I hope he doesn’t read this by then.
He might cancel everything. Haha.

Been home since 7.30pm but didn’t got around
to photoshop the pictures we took today.
Pictures will be up tomorrow.

Michy, Amy & I went to Bukit Raja Mall today to spend time together
for the first time and of course
to celebrate our dearest, MichyWong’s sweet sixteen.

I had tons of fun today although there were only three of us.
Jany (janus) couldn’t make it,
and we know Lyn confirm cannot come (exams. pfft),
so baby girl, don’t think we forgotten you okay.

Mom fetched Amy from her place after she completed her errands,
and we rushed back home for me to shower then rushed to BRM
because mom had an appointment at 2.30pm.
Funny how I managed to wash my hair in such a short time.

I’ve been telling everybody that Amy’s going to have to operate
or dug out her eyeballs because they’re always hurting her
when she wears contact lens.

It’s true okay.
See her at it when it hurts, toilet every 5 - 7 minutes
to take out the lens and put it back in again.

Had lunch at Nando’s. Total sum = RM52.21
I paid 0.21 cents. Michy paid the rest.
We sat there and talked, bitched and reminisced so much.
Got to know more about Michy’s years at Bukit Kuda.
Amy & I couldn’t stop laughing after she told us, so funny.

Then we went window shopping.
It’s been so longgggg since I’ve pampered myself with buys.
No need to worry bout money, because I know I’ll pull through now.
Feels so good to buy stuffs I want with my money.
Got myself a not very needed Memory Lane membership card
and a super duper cheap bloody red coloured nail paint.

When I mentioned bloody, I really mean it.
I didn’t even know it was red until Amy took the tester and open it.
Exactly the colour of a pool of blood, ya know?

Also got myself the Junk Magazine I was blogging bout.

I told them the must drink when you’re at BRM,
and that’s the Mother Of Pearl from that restaurant opposite TGV,
beside of the spa. (not the vegetarian)
That huge cup of drink is damn delicious, so are the pearls.

While we were at Memory Lane, there was this middle-aged rich-looking guy
who came over and talked to Michy.
He started introducing himself and asked her lots of questions bout herself.
We think he wanted Michy to be his mistress. LMFAO.
He even gave her his number when she refused to give him hers.

Ended up going home with different coloured nails
because we were busy trying out
every one of the RM5 nail colour in Elianto.

Gahh, I seriously had so much fun today, felt so darn good.
I’m loving ‘em girls more and more every day.
Funny how I was being depressed bout the problems
Ing and I had in the beginning of the year.

I’ve found better and more lovable (ahaks) besties-girlfriends.
Wanna do it again huh girls?

Happy Sweet Sixteen Again, Michy !
I hope you had as much fun as I had today.

My weekend have been good, yours?
Both days were spend at One Utama. That place is kind of losing the appeal, except for the rooftop. If only I lived around that area, I’d be there every day, hitting ‘em balls.

Head over to One Utama after Sundae sprayed the canvas for Meng Shiong around 2pm on Saturday for this event.
It was boringggg. There were only 7 contestants, I recognise two of them only. DJ Cliq from The Rebel Scum and DJ Mel from KLG Sqwad.
I didn’t even stay until the end, we went off after DJ Cliq’s turn.
Personally I thought DJ Cliq was good, the best among the four I witness before I left.
I felt the vibe? LOL.
Poor Mel, he was first and something went wrong with the equipment halfway through, I think.

Yesterday (sunday) was family day for the first time without fights.
Mom was in the mood to shop and d’oh, so was I.
We started at WH because mom suddenly started loving their stuffs. I guess it’s because they have a plus size section where the clothes are actually pretty.
Mom’s so desperate to diet again. She is such a vainpot.

Let you in some info bout my mom, when she was single, before me, marriage, dad, etc, she was a bimbo during that type. She goes out braless merely because she wants to feel comfortable.
So I asked her, if I were to go out without bra, how?
She said, your dad will kill you.

-.-”

So unfair right? right?
but it’s not like I want to anyway.
My boobs are just not as ? as hers.
I think ? = toned, if that’s the word to describe.

I came back home with a new pair of pants and two tops.
Two from WH and the other top from Forever 21.
So hard to find what I want or can actually fit clothes in F21, knn.
Their M size are like L / XL. Their S is like M / L.
Some of their clothes would fit me perfectly, some too loose.
And they don’t have XS. Grrrrrr.

The brothers and I went to the rooftop to check out the cages.
We had fun batting, I missed like 50 out of 60.
Can’t wait to go back and hit again. Who’s up for it?

You just have to, haveee toooo, haveee toooo have DQ Orange Julius’s Peanut Buster Parfait every time you’re at One Utama. That cup of ice cream is huge and so worth the money. I’ll always have to share with someone to finish it.

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I think my Harry Potter Obsession (HBO) is coming back.
I reread all the books for the 131846 time again.

Can somebody borrow me RM 560?

So that I can buy a new 1GB IPod Nano?
It’s only RM550 and the extra RM10 is for the air postage, cause I don’t wanna wait until 5 September for it.

Or you can buy for me this particular camera.

Sighhh.

My birthday was great. I had 3 cakes.
Nuff’said.