I wish I had the ability to do the craziest thing my two friends are going to do later in the night. But I'm just me. It sucks to be me.

Merry kissmas my babies.

the lights are out

It's krazy that christmas is fast approaching, just 3 days away. I so need a place to hide away. I admit I'm in da wallow-in-self-pity period cause December haven't been treating me well and so do the rest of the months that past me by. I would gladly push all the blame to why I'm in such state to post menstrual syndrome but then again it got nothing to do with it. Why can't everything fall nicely into place so I could be at bliss point and lead a completely blissful life, why did you have to leave, why can't macfund just grow out of the tree, why gor didn't get me a ticket too, and now the main question, why tickets so expensive? I seeriously don't mind blowing my money on a ticket to wherever if I can find a suitable travel partner just to avoid spending christmas and newyear in singapore. Takers? Right now, I'm still naively hoping shi will honour the trip to genting she promised me the night we went drinking at pau. :( :( :(

Then again, mom given me the green light to revamp my room. I don't know how much the budget is and how my room will turn out to be like but the trip to Ikea today the made me a slightly happy girl. First up, I need to move the furniture out, box-up my linglongs and then get the walls painted, sounds like damn tedious job. To date, I found no free labour cause one, I have that limited number of friends, two, everyone is busy with stuffs, i.e tuesday is bestf's kissmas cookies baking day, smlj!

Oh wells, it's 6am, it's monday. My xmas slash newyear break starts now and all the way till the 5th but not quite considering the 830am lesson on the 29th and balwant's surprise date with me on the 30th. I so need to catch up on my work, econs and corpf but it's only right to take a break on tuesday cause it seems like a good night to bond and get wasted, so they say, heartaches and alcohol, they make best friends.

Okay, wo yao qu sui jiao orleydee :x

ps: if you see me anywhere near the road, PUSH me to the oncoming traffic, thank you so much. I think I'll make a personal objective for this week, I shall not see anyone and just hibernate at home till I find something worth getting my butt outta my house for.

Mom says the darnest thing "give me x's number, I wanna call him to tell him I miss him."

!!!!!

when I rock, you don't stop

I'm still in daze and still very much sleep deprived due to the excessive noise my lovely vacuum cleaner makes. My back hurts like a little prick cause I can't get used to sleeping on my single sized bed and in anger I moved myself, the pillow and bolster to my living room floor, that pretty much explains the sore back.

Right! How about z-out moments, let's see

1. last minute decision to make our way down to sentosa.
2. left house at 8ish, mambo starts at nine.
3. made 2 wrong rounds and tp forces us to get to the beach on foot.
4. hitched a ride, thank god for the ranger bus.
5. mambo, summer rained twice/thrice(?) this week.
6. unstable podium and amazing fireworks.
7. djyoda's set was orgasmic.
8. hotshot burger plus 100plus and bourbon coke.
9. I thought sasha was supposed to be good.
10. long walk to palawan beach carpark.
11. the piggyback rides and attempts to make shi stay.
12. rnb-ed all the way till the sun came out and the rain starts pouring.
13. entertaining breakfast with the boys.
14. home, period.

ps: I'm glad I didn't miss loveactually, awww this christmasy movie always bring tears to my eyes.

you just don't know

I'm chewing on my super thick nutella spread bread as I type now but nothing beats happy burger I had yestermorning. My eating habits are way disgusting I tell you, I can eat say 4-5 meals a day but still feel hungry after each meal. I dont know when and how my stomach became a bottomless pit but all the meals are exhuasting my poor wallet and my tummy is larger than life now. I even had difficulty breathing when I wear my skinnies, this is how bad the situation is now. And I do self consoling by telling myself it's okay dude, menses' fault, not yours.

I just called moley awhile ago and I cant stop laughing at the way she talks now. She speaks with a slang and her one sentence is filled with ten 'ermm' 'yeah' 'you know' respectively, she's the perfect angmoh chick now la. Last resort, I spoke to her in cheena cause I cannot stop laughing but she totally cant speak cheena for nuts now. Na bei, I hate it. But I still love her, so much so I promised her to go for a badminton session on thursday morning, knowing that my bones will break and I wont be able to feel my legs plus arms for three days straight after.

How lovely the weather is tonight, I shall hop into bed now. Love manys!

still alive but barely breathing

I made a wise decision to stay at home last night cause I was too lazy to get my ass out of the house. It was a good choice though, I was half dead by the end of the night if you want to know because I had the mother of all period cramps. At 10ish the cramps kicked in, by 11 I was emptying (puking) my dinner from my well rounded tummy, breaking out in cold sweat and at 1230 I was on the bed wishing my cheebs would disappear, by 1255 I was deep in coma. I thought I can do a twelve hour sleeping stunt but I woke up 9ish, not good at all cause I'm feeling all drowsy and lethargic now when I have to work in three hours time. Gawd!

Hiphiphurray, moleypimpok is back but that retarded friend of mine refuses to reply my messages. I so think she's angry with cause I emailed her to ask for my birthday present and now she's ignoring me.

:(