Went to the youth park gig for a while but it sucked. Reached at 6pm, left at 6.30pm. BK with Dessy, Colin and Calvin was hilarious. Then again since when was anything with these guys (plus Eugene!!) not funny? Grins. Then then then... met Habibi to shop and I couldn't find anything I liked coz it was late by then and the shops were closing and we had to rush :( And oh, I slipped at the Wisma foodcourt coz the floor was wet, and I squealed like a fool. Yessiree I did. To make it worse, I banged into a chair. Ohmygod imagine my embarrassment!! Hab and I slipped away from the scene of the crime by the backdoor of the fooscourt. Jeez...

Anyhoos, thank you people for giving me such a great time today. Though it was short, it was awesome. Yay!

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And so yesterday was shopping spree day with Mom.

She bought us $60 worth of BodyShop products yet again and then she bought me a new pair of Levis 599 which she describes as 'finally something that doesn't make you look like a gurl with short and fat thighs.' Haha! Thanks Mommmmmmmmmmmmm!!

Looking forward to dinner with the boyfriend tonight. Whoopdeedoo!

I need a new blog layout goddamit. This thing is so fucking ugly, I can't bring myself to blog properly everyday. In fact blogging's becoming a chore. For God's sakes I need some time to be alone and work this stupid template thingy out...

Anyhoos, met Faezan and Mas today to have tonnes of fun. Shall update photos when I have the time. Cheerios.

I'm back from KL.

Bought 3 FCUK tops, 3 Roxy tops, 1 Roxy handbag, 1 BritishIndia top,a book by Dan Brown, some BodyShop products and I'm still an unhappy chick.

I'm so sad. So so sad.

I'm back. Home. After a month and a half hiatus. Sorry folks, was just having the time of my life.
 
Ran away. For a month and a half. Now I'm back. Not because I really want to, but because I feel bad for leaving mom and dad in such an upsetting stage for so long. So okay now I'm allowed to come home at 1am but somehow I just feel like staying home to spend more time with my family.
 
Baybeats was okay. Lotsa trendy fuckers. Heh. Yes. People actually go there to see and be seen and heard. I'm not kidding. Disgusting man. When bands are playing, they are busy adjusting their hair, or looking around at other people, or talking and giggling their heads off, or flirting shamelessly with 'scene' kids, or doing some other stupid thing only a poseur would do.
 
And what's with this whole hype of being emo? Suddenly everyone's wearing black, stud belts, gelled down hair, and what-not. I've wanted to write about this for a long time but since I ran away, I didn't have internet access. I mean, Thursday, Yellowcard, Dashboard Confessional, Ataris, NFG and some others have been getting heavy radio airplay. Selling out? Definitely. It hurts. It really does.
 
Anyhoos, gained 5kg. In 1 and a half months. Woowee. Been swimming, tanning, playing basketball, pool and badminton. Discovering new places. Visiting Mustafar Centre and getting lost. Coming home (Hab's home actually) at 2am. Serangoon Gardens and libraries. Food food food. Gourmet cakes and drinks. Durians. Prawn carrot cake, hokkien mee and rojak. Endlessly. Late nights with Dessy and his awesome pals. Cooking new things practuically everyday. Playing Bubbles til 3am. Playing Monopoly with her family til 6am. Spray painting our tshirts that turned out crazy. Hand sewing all those silly things she calls meh-meh, pussy and etc etc etc. Don't forget that fucking terrible stint as a slave at NTU for a week that's actually called a job.
 
I miss staying with her already. Waking up to her sprawled body, taking up 90% of the bed. Hair like Einstein and eyes like saucers. Getting massages before sleep daily. Her family getting kancheong whenever I have flu, thus making tea etc for me. I miss meeting him for dinner in some torn tshirt and shorts as and when I like. I miss waking up at 9am but only getting out of bed at 4pm.
 
I miss that life. So carefree. Should I leave home again?