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❝AGAIN❞





Sunday, February 14, 2010, 11:10 PM
HCNY ALL!

so far...my new year has been quite boring. As we grow older it gets more boring, apparently. Y'know all that innocent fun, it's all over. Oh man!

Time passes by so quickly. Yeah, now most of my cousins: they have kids, attending U, they drive cars...most imptly they're 20 & above already.

Now, I don't really find joy in receiving angpaos. Merely exchanging money. Whatcha get is your parents' money in other words.

Put up a performance during friday. Quite successful as compared to previous years. Lunch at PizzaHut with the hilarious ones. Super hilarious. wtf.

FEP. Was very late already, so I just made do with a dress, belt and platform heels.

Haircut during saturday morning, tuition(argh!), last minute shopping. Insisted on getting getting a super duper pretty bedsheet with 400++ threadcounts.(Refused to get lesser threadcounts one.) Reunion dinner.

I mentioned on facebook that I had the nail polish tumbling down, splashing itself all over the 1800dollars sofa. Holy shit. I made the leather discolour(?) and the floor and the side of the sofa purple. I asked my mom not to scold me and she didn't. Got guilt pangs until today.

Got up and went to my ahma's house like the last 2-3years. I kind of did nothing. And yes, this year, it's kind of unusual? Bizarre? Cos' there were exceptionally many kids. Yes, my nieces/nephews.

Gambled for awhile, and I won a dollar for my uncle. My aunt visited for awhile. :)

Clothes to die for. Ugh! Want to keep getting dresses badly. Sometimes, I can even think of wanting to be a designer. I know I can't draw, very badly. Wished I'd grow up more quickly. hehe.

Me and cheryl's f21 loots are coming over next week. Can't wait that I even dreamt of it. Sucks to have no money to buy loots now.

I'm gonna get all unhealthy with the tidbits my lao bro brought home. Madness lor his friends, 2 big plastic bags with tidbits foc. Crazy sia...free cab fares, kboxing, latenight suppers, free iphone(screen spoilt, but working).

"A stupid way to splurge money. Let the pro(me) teach your friend!"

My rashes are acting up again, on my face(this time) and everywhere. WTFBBQ. Jeeeeez. Ugly.
A medicine ain't working very well, it helps for a few hours or so. And, sadly there's no fucking cure.

KTHXBAI, gotta wake up veryvery early tmr to bainian. (Pics...on tues?)