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I AM MEETING LEONA LO ON SATURDAY! TERRIFIC!



ps: don't be rude and don't judge.

This weekend..

is almost officially over in another 1 hr and 34 minutes or lesser as I am typing this in. It was a good weekend - reading 4:30 in the national library, vagina monologue, tummy-bursting dinner, up earlier stealing mom's ayam penyet rice, visit to grandmother house eating her hae bee hiam kio (hae bee hiam brinjal?), chilling out with cousin(s) (yh, your presence is invisible but there), hanging out with bb watching pushing daisies and ugly betty, fucking good ayam penyet not to mention heap of rice and more pushing daisies.

hehe thinking of some stuff just got me guffawing so badly.

1) Spearmints was sleeping over (the bossy days) because we were like tour guides to her friends from Sydney and while we were sleeping (very soundly and super tired) i let out a huge long loud fart that woke her up and she proceeded hitting me with her fist because i broke her soundly sleep while I was actually still sleeping.... And it riddled her how could anyone fart so loudly.

2) We were in batam and she went to sleep earlier and I stayed up late to watch "Gustave" on HBO (or was it StarMovies?) but I fell asleep anyway and woke up startled (not sure why) and switched off the TV and lights. So I fell back asleep with her snuggling me to sleep. I was of course sleeping again and I let out a rather funky "calzone pizza" burp.

The unfortunate thing was.. I burped in her face (I swear I didn't know) and she proceeded groaning and hitting me with her fist again, yelling at me 'cause it was .. smelly. Of course its not smelly, not that smelly, its just a.. funky smell. And she flipped to the other side and we just slept.

Of course next morning I got it from her.

Hee hee hee hee hee hee we were like guffawing like crazy.

Of course, this is my last awesome weekend and I am starting work tomorrow. I dont know to feel sad or happy.

Ten things I will miss doing during the daytime

1) Waking up at 10 or later (pretend alarm never rang)
2) Watching youtube or videos
3) Replying emails (Sometimes)
4) Nap
5) Taking a smoke whenever I want to
6) Talking to bb online
7) Lying on the bed
8) Nap
9) Reading book on bed
10) Nap

Sigh.

*cues dramatic exit music* My life is over.

I am going to get reborn now (no not rebond)

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*nothing happens*

Friends! (If I have any left)

Lets do this!

http://www.lasertag.com.sg/

the outdoor version of laser mania! you guys still remember laser mania? where our warfare begins..

MUAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAH

it will be so fun!

This weekend..

is my last awesome ideal weekend. Because reality sets in on Monday.

Ok Vagina Monologue first.

A letter to J.

Have you ever wondered how time slips away? Seconds to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to weeks, weeks to months. Have you ever wondered how would it be like to grab hold of something so intangible? Seasons change, people change. Will our feelings change? Will we walk on the street someday, separately and not even acknowledging each other's presence? Will we be such strangers that we forgot we were once so close and so intimate? Is there a guarantee, is there a certainty? Questions that no one can ever answer, processes that will never be seen or realized and its only the end we often see.

Feelings are such an erratic behavior.

I just want a hot coffee, a book and you by my side doing something else. We will share the day and the night growing differently but together. We will rush for work, we will say good byes. We will call each other during lunch, we will say good bye. We will see each other at home at night, we will say good night.

Some days I miss you. Some days I hate you. Most of the days I love you. Just so you know, I am not going to change.

At the end, its only going to be the both of us fighting with each other, for each other. Just the both of us.

You know I love your hair, your face and even grown to love your specs.

I dont know why I am saying this but I just want you to know. Have a good night sleep bb.

With all my heart and soul,
Me.

This woman

...is freaking back from Batam! Love it, 4 hours of spa is fan-freaking-tastic!

Its another rainy day.

Rain on me... Do sha la la la..

Whee!

Excited.