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Sleeping in.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009, 7:37 PM
Fml. Holidays are approaching but what's the use? Pathetic 10bucks in my atm. Wanna blogshop, shop. Only can dream about it in the night.

"You(shopping) can be sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare" -Beyonce

Life revolving around food, sleep... Period. Nothing else. :(

Hating my hair, hating my fetish for chicken and good food. Horrible, gonna gain a few pounds of fats.

What nice weather to sleep in.

Ch6 gathering yesterday. Swensens(food) gobbled 2/3 of what's left of my savings for shopping. Tsk. Cannot resist temptation.

Feeling lazy, didn't study over the weekends+tchers' day. gg for my tests.

Got my NYAA bronzeee today. Chio badge there, nice Guest Of Honour.

Ah, I'm so speechless already.

>Am so pissed off. Mom's getting on my nerves by keep tsking at my hair and saying " told you alr." and on and on. This is so fucking irritating. Fuck it man, who'd would have known that the hairstylist mistaken what I've said. I least expected this, I'm the victim.

I can tell majority prefer my old hairstyle, same sentiments. Don't lie thru y`all teeths. Expressions gave it all away. Be honest?