my mind, it goes kind of fast
i'll try to slow it down for you.


August 2007 +
September 2007 +
October 2007 +
November 2007 +
December 2007 +
January 2008 +
February 2008 +
March 2008 +
April 2008 +
May 2008 +
June 2008 +
July 2008 +
August 2008 +
September 2008 +
October 2008 +
November 2008 +
December 2008 +
January 2009 +
February 2009 +
March 2009 +

D:

Just one more day before the weekend. Hopefully I'm a much happier person then. Life has been sucking quite a lot.

Maybe when I see Jason Mraz on Sunday, he'd see me too. And he'll decide I'm his new muse. And then he'd ask me to go on tour with him. And he'll sing me a song everyday. And we'll go to Disneyland and watch fireworks. And I'd be the happiest bitch alive. Because there actually are things that make me happy other than clothes/shoes/bags... like nice songs and fireworks and holidays.

Or maybe not. That way, I really need to learn to feel happier with the way life is now.

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Once in a while, you come across things which are just so darn perfect.
Like this Marc Jacobs Fall08 bag I came across on Carlos' blog. It's the perfect dose of quirkiness and IT'S OSTRICH LEATHER. AHH :D

Today, I woke up with a sore eye. I mean, like WHAT THE HECKKKKKKK. It was so random and I was just miserable and annoyed. I don't deserve a sore eye, it's meant for people who watch too much porn.

Oh well, but I could be all princess because my maid's super nice to me when I'm sick. Though I wasn't really sick, I just had an extremely disgusting eye. So she served me lots of good food and made me nice blackcurrent tea. I was busy indulging to be productive): Which shouldn't be happening anymore, seeing how Promos is soon, like really really soon):

Okay, off to dinner. Promise I'll do something productive later.

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PW is just sick. ): ): ): ): HATE PW. HATE PW. HATE PW.

I'm all about mean and I was so against the idea that they were scrapping PW next year, because it's not fair they don't put the juniors through the same shit. But now, I think it's a good thing if they are. PW is JUST SOOOOO GROSS. To the extent that even if I'm mean, I wouldn't want anyone else in the world to have to go through it... Yeah, that's how bad it is.

URGH

Okay, whateveeesssssss. Imaginary Closet Resort'09 Part FOURRRRR.



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I had the worst, most screwed up tarian performance today. Haha to some bunch of J2s for RHD so it didn't really matter that much. But it was really quite badddd. Like there was a part where we just forgot and I LAUGHED. Like out loud. It wasn't even a giggle. But whatever, I bet it was still entertaining. Hmm, seeing how we only had like THREE practices to LEARN and practice the dance, quite cool lah actually(:


I really really need to start finding motivation to do work. How extremely unmotivated I am is just repulsive. I've tried and I just cannot help it okayyyyy): ): ): I mean I really DO want to do work and everything, it just doesn't COME to me. You know what I mean...

Today I visited Orchard with Farhanah and Mary and Nunuzzzzzz. I kind of miss Orchard now that I haven't been there in soooooo long. I just never choose to go there anymore because it's disgusting how it's almost always damnnnnn crowdeddddddd. Today wasn't bad though, cus it was still early. OH. I ate chicken and lots of rice! And I actually enjoyed it. I usually hateeee eating chicken because like I don't know... huge pieces of chicken are just kinda scary. And like I don't usually eat lots of rice because it's like a waste of calories don't you thinkkkk. Like it's just riceeeeeee. I'd rather be wasting my calories on things with more tasteeeee. You know...

Yeah, okay I'm sure you care for what I ate today... Obviously my life has been so darn unexciting and I've got no better story to tell.

Shall spam you with Imaginary Closet pictures even if I am not paticularly depressed and not quite needing to indulge in fantasiesssssss... YAY Imaginary Closet Resort09 Part THREEE!



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