why can't people just be nice and not be mean to each other. it's more important to be nice you know. like yesterday a fat girl was sitting next to me and she left her mobile on the table but i got up and handed it to her instead of simply chucking it into my bag. it's a very good phone. i love the klaxons. nothing much to share except that everyone in the house have been keeping a good distance away from my back. i thank god, again, for that. makes me feel alot more adult than how i would usually tend to behave. three nights ago, something miraculous just had to happen and it made me smile to sleep, anep should know what. it's between the two of us, i'm not telling you guys giggles. we celebrate the moment by going to fish and co when we both jolly well know that we're broke and bankrupt and would probably resort to asking money from our parents all over again. my nails are really ugly. and my body is not proportionate. god decided to give me thunder thighs but small feet. big tummy but puny tits. you get the drift.

yes i'm working on something with the other four women and it's making my bathroom really messy. hold on alright. my life is kicking because i have about a good one month before school starts coming in and nobody, nobody is going to stop me from doing anything i want. except my bank balance ah.



joo kenapa kau suka letak weird shapes on people's cleavage? it's ugly kau tahu tak. that's her, mazly, the girlfriend (nys) and me posing for regan's super phone. we killed the tradition of having picnics at sentosa by holding it at pasir ris park instead. the place sucks. parks suck because i always get lost trying to find the exact location or pit number. they finished up hani's mushroom spaghetti and only left springles and other tak kenyang snacks for me and anep who reached at eight because i woke up late. the guys left to watch soccer and drank beer at the nearby pub, secret garden or so it's called if i'm not mistaken. while the girls had a serious discussion and play pool with three really adorable korean boys who watched and cheered at the side with their contagious american accent.



tossed the birthday present right at her the moment we reached her barbecue pit but the package missed her face. it's a very nice long overdue gift hokay! fae, iggy and i had a blast trying to wrap it up while on the bus to east coast park that thursday night. made use of recycled materials and wrappers from last year's christmas wahahaha. there were like bits of paper from zara's bag that we tore together with the twisted handle. it was crazy. fae was crazy, she made me write free sex: call 90***naq's number*** on it. she sucks. good food, good company, a big chocolate cake, chocolate cheeks, booze and later on when i left, naq told me fae had a great fall and made everyone laugh. what a slob.



and on saturday, i was being really sweet because i bought him a cap. i hope this won't turn into a typical weekend affair. because i loathe girls with reserved weekends. i do not know. but sometimes, i will not deny the fact that i do miss this boy very much. because the sight of him is able to block out whatever that's happened to you over the week altogether. i've never met someone so addictive. it keeps me coming back.



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