happy valentines. (:
today i received like loads of stuff. mostly chocs and sweets.
and i consumed about half of the loot and proceeded to give the rest to my brother.
thanks jess and rach. (:
cannot believe u guys got me the strawberry spray. :D
yay kelman and jiarong!
you bought the whole class roses! = you bought roses for us girls!!!
thanks bryan for the toy cum flower and cookie/cake... :D
which i dont think i will eat because it reminds me of the bday cookie/cake that mess and yueli got for me like 2 years ago. )): my mom ate my smiley face. so i dont want to eat it and i will prolly keep it there till there's mould and ants but duh, will keep it as long as possible in its current state if i can. .. i hope. hmm.
went to pastamania with jess and rach. very nice. .. not really actually.
i overate. i swear, everytime go out with these 2 i confirm overeat.
the sushi, pasta.. and pasta again.....
then went to raffles to meet aly, kel, jess, anyi, pei qi and mr goh to surprise mr goh's gf, alicia, for valentine. we pretended to go for a job interview and then amidst that, alicia will recieve a call and then mr goh will come in to hide in the conference room then we can surprise her.
my goh's really sweet. but my class is sweeter. (:
together for 8 years man! thats really long.
wished i could have gone to dinner with kel and the rest. but couldnt. ):
im grounded for about as long as possible till i know it.. my mom hates me and i hate her too. as rachel says it, the feeling is mutual. i think wadevr i do she also not happy with it. come home late, using com, etc etc... which my sis does very so often as well.
my sis will probably be the sole breadwinner while i will sit at home shake leg and sleep.
maybe my mom thinks im useless.
got to be a happier person. wish i can have a jess and rach doll where i can carry 24/7 with me so they can make me laugh.
today's supposed to be a happy day.
but i dont know why, my heart seems to be like the moon tonight.
seems to be in half.
i stared at the skies and blinked, maybe it's not my time yet.
if someone brings me hotcakes to my doorstep one morning, i will probably start crying.
wont you say something more?
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