it's my resolution, so beat it.
first to the chai's.
then to a massive eurasian party.
my cousin, chris. (he is not of a malay mix)
keep holding on 'cause you know we'll make it through,
we'll make it through.
just stay strong 'cause you know i'm here for you,
i'm here for you.
theres nothing you can say, nothing you can do,
theres no other way when it comes to the truth,
so keep holding on 'cause you know we'll make it through,
we'll make it through.
avril lavigne; keep holding on.
"alco, alco"
BLOODY HELL, TALK ABOUT FUGGLY.
YOU ARE AMAZING.
like we always say: iheartsyou.
courtesy of javvvy.
boys and rain don't go, they get all pissy on you : ( - ohohoh, javier just reminded me that he and i haven't showered for three days straight and we cannot stop laughing.
but we promise to shower and break the dirty cycle because we're seeing each other later, yes?
Who knew the words you never got around to saying, could settle so heavy?
true enough.
even emo's celebrate x'mas.
(ashley, you so humsum)
urgh, urgh, urgh? kisses to kusu island.
yesternight, we boarded the slut yacht.
not the sluts, charms and jill.
i look gross.
driving to peek at you.
backseat frog.
just the other day, i think tuesday, i was thinking what's the worst possible thing that could happen to me on friday.
why friday, because it's kev's social dinner event.
i was deciding between a soar eye (which i felt was around the corner), a pimple outbreak or my ovaries having it's own party and my period would come.
very very true enough, i got two of the above.
the pimple outbreak (of one pimple you cannot miss) and my heavy-flow period.
this is majorly depressing.
i've two hours to try to get rid of it or make it look like it disappeared.
i wish photoshop was make-up in my pouch.
and i have one measily picture from zoukout.
and my taiwanese homie, javier.
jav or chinchilla.
i say, chinchilla :)
my aunt is amazing, seriously.
my grandparents golden anniversary on the 25th of november.
okay, so i'm late in uploading.
my very exhausted mummy and daddy
my uncle and my aunt, daddy's sister.
dad calls him ku-chi-na-bers (you have to check out his crabby shirt, literally) and i call her funky.
my aunt (who looks like sandra oh from grey's anatomy) and my uncle, daddy's brother.
the three younger cousins.
the three older cousins, missing my sister.
now you can't miss my sister.
my grandma and grandpa.
aunt fi.
cousins only.
the original chais.
now everyone's a chai.
grandparents renewing their marrital vows.
(Mushaboom is I, javier is javier)
Mushaboom says: (5:56:04 AM)
what are you, my boyfriend ah!
javier says: (5:56:18 AM)
no im dear daniel
Mushaboom says: (5:56:29 AM)
dear daniel is hello kitty's boyfriend
Mushaboom says: (5:56:31 AM)
sure you want?
javier says: (5:56:49 AM)
okay i'll be doraemon
Mushaboom says: (5:56:55 AM)
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
javier says: (5:56:56 AM)
den i can keep u in my pocket
-
do you want to know
if everything glittering
will turn into the gold
i see in your hair
i feel it could be there
somehow, tonight
and do you want to find
something worth saving
the change would do me right
cause i've been just waiting
and hesitating
with this heart of mine
you're still a mystery
but there's something so easy
in how you're sweet to me
i feel completed
like it's something i needed
For this heart of mine
there's always something so tragic
about a hopeless romantic
so though we cannot know
if everything glittering
will turn into the goldi'm through with waiting
and hesitating
i want you taking
this heart of mine
these hello kitty guitars were showcased at the hello kitty and friends exhibition in singapore.
and look who owns them, courtney love and daughter.
in all honesty, i wouldn't mind one.
peek at my new shirt.
(but mine's brown but the colours on kitty are no different)
now shut up.
see no hello kitty, hear no hello kitty, speak no hello kitty,
just like hello kitty, we don't have a mouth.
my love matin and christine.
hello kitty tombstone.
din is more comfy than hello kitty,
join us, act cute.
-
the hello kitty 10am-10pm nightmare is over.
i can wake up way later than usual.
BUT i don't get to seeee my colleagues, nap at work with andrew allowing it, walking 4 blocks away for the sake of hunger, cam-whoring with kitty and waiting for work to end just to get home and jump under the sheets to start fresh the next morns.
it's all plain boring now until the ka-ching rolls in.
retail therapy is screaming for me.
for now, i am confused and my period is taking it's jolly time to come.
the picture should tell you ENOUGH.
you are NOT love, how about HATE.