carcrashes.

was a tinkerbell/ ballerina turned into angel complete with halo and a dangling stolen snowflake to boot this christmas.
pictures up in next life as usual.

phuture-d again
absolute highness, am learning to control and thus was only at the verge of getting drunk
a skill we all ought to master!
feels good but..
was curtailed by a very pukey c
raced home with our stinky hair, skinnys and starving stomachs.

\\ the unexpected happens.
though i really cant make it out..still..

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i thank God for elder sisters and their handy resume samples.

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and then i remember i'll always never be like them
because girls like me take the last place.

FINALLY.

i'm so glad to be rid of it
the perpetual melancholy haunting me
away away
i'll never want to put myself in such a position ever.
thank you,
distant memory.
R.I.P.

another lesson learnt..
another story made up.

anyway my ears finally healed!
yayy
i imagined dark days of boring ears without the hint of glow from little studs,
(i know my hair covers them but i can tell the difference alright!! it's like wearing perfume; people can't really smell you but you know it all the same. it's a sort of unexplainable secret happiness.)
replaced by little men instead -think steph's horror story
and chatised myself for taking my earholes for granted
and tadah! mom to the rescue, calmly placing a tube of cream in my exasperated hands.




YY it's not much if anything.



vivian and i visited coach and katespade
omgness gorgeous stuffs
we lovelove
us brokebroke people.
we need our payyyyy

more pre christmas shopping w The Jiang Tzu ltrs.
(cbean! she always reminds me of kids pasta and salad. like wting reminds me of grntea frappe summer strawberry love and mandarin hotel)
haven't met up with many people in a longggg time..
:ccc


it's a doggy dayy


spot the differences (squatting position) /similarities (arm position)
+++p.s check out the foreground in the first shot. i feel like i was in one of those pictures for Chinese Oral Examinations in pri sch.
+++++p.p.s check out jiang's shirt. it looks like it has a life of its own dancing lines.

steph we ought to walk (carry, i mean) Megan again during our trips to petrol kiosk for our fave 6 pack Macademia Nut! lose some grams taking turns to carry her only to gain more after slumping on the couch after downing it all.


i never cease to amaze myself at how easy it is
when it comes to smiling at strangers..

maybe cos the whole point is they are strangers
putting up an act is easy peasy



@postprom
yea i realise you can't see half my face.

oh woe
i hate rainy days!!!!!


edit;; whaaaat. rachel bilson and adam brody broke up! i knew it. cute couples don't work out.

it seems.

7 months is a long time.



christmas shopping tmrw!
btw;; thanks for pres people, Y

more Y;;

(p.s check out how our legs jut out the same way!?!)

for now

+ earhole infection is killing me.
++ love steph's little bed that contains not so little us everytime, little speakers humming as we nap many a time, little cakes and food that make me not so little, little pup Megan that we absolutely love.
Ikea @Tampines was zz; too many grouchy ah mas and wailing kids and casualties. too many too manys.
i wanted chicken wings on top of meatballs and salmon but my fat face was screaming stopppp.
+++ darrenn eng doesn't know what's a cardi ._.

text messaging on the bus.

if i owned a kitten
i'd name it snuffles and call it my xiao sheng ming
and right now i'd be scratching it between its ears



(:

okay more birthday piccas to be up in my next next life.
18th was spent catching up with Sweet Steph (haha) then being blindfolded and deceived by pals so good at White Lies. soon after found myself feeding What Lies Beneath swans, revenging on Dua Boss, favouring asthamtic Mr. Snuffles, UNsexy shots during Twister.. then dark gray clouds hovered above my head and threatened to pour so in my dark mood i became a brat at the Village and i apologise my dears.

Y

sleepover at Nicole Love was.. healthy. sober sleepover was a first and we did 80 situps (albeit much screaming and cheering) and stretched like mad (insert the pulling and more screaming) but i swear her bedroom holds much sopoforic (sp) quality.. my eyelids grow so heavy everytime. or maybe it's the exercising this time.

Phuture and Breakfast @ Tiffany's next weds pls.
(p.s you said it's all a choice so i thought about it
and decided i couldn't choose..)

work tmrw till 11
kudos to late night shopping
d'oh, my feet, my poor feet.

i need shoppingg supper and stories

why, does it even matter anyways.

blueberry muffin and GREENTEA frappe please.

alright since people have been asking (and i don't exactly fancy soft toys),
bodyshop passion fruit/ strawberry body butter
darkred nail polish
mac (into the)black waterproof eyeliner
keratase hair serum (just lost mine GRRRRR)
lancome gentle eye
or jst whatev random cutesy cherubic stuff; notebooks rings blah (soft toys aren't exactly cute though)
or just a happy day
would be nice..
very price friendly, i mean, i don't suppose
dkny/ ck watch (not the box, dinah, thanks)
warehouse kimono print tube/ dress
blue uber faded/ grey skinnys (size 00/ 4)
coach wallet
katespade/ furla bag
lacoste paleblue polo (the soft one please)
would make it to the list, would they.
alright i think i'm pretty smart and secretly sly hehe!
okay cheap thrill,
very roll eyes.
&i realised prolly only c knows what exactly i'm talking about.

i knew it's a bad december.
like always..
forget december, it won't be better.

work's been better (hope i'm not jinxing it right this second)
the satisfaction of helping the smiling and grateful clueless father upon finding The Sparkly Purple Christmas Dress or the dazed mom unable to make up her mind which flower print skirt or snowflaked jeans to get, the fluster of finding the right size in the store so that they can return with bulging bags and not empty handed, the amusement over the wife tickled at hubby's inability to colour coordinate.
(:
(plus thanks, all who visited! appreciate the moments of respite..)

anyways post prom was like crap.
first stoned for a million lightyears before getting in
then who bursts into tears when she's high, really.
was as bad as last week's momo.
i need some redemption next weds pls!

afternoon after was good tho!
random painting nails/ oc/ prata/ towning then The Last Kiss.

random, but
i really feel like checking out the new Ikea store @Tampines!
amazing how i have a free shuttle from my house since forever
talk about procrastination..

piccas up when lazy people send me in my next life.

telescope eyes

my comp is in as good a mood as i am!
bought many happy things.. all i need is a trip to borders!
i swear cutting hair is therapeutic.. i feel so lightheaded i feel as though i could fly..



this is slow, but still Y nonetheless!

p.s WORK SUCKS. hate the effed up lianlians.