OMG, SZE WING YOU SHIT.

hahahaha.

i had absolutely no idea that you posted a big fat picture of my ugly bangs on your blog! maybe a little shocked, but no, not angry. i won't kill you, promise.

omg. i still can't get over the fact that i found that picture two days after you posted it! no wonder you asked me if i went to your blog with such a suspicious smile! i'm so stupid!!! gah.

ohwells. i guess i'm over the whole bangs thing. unless someone comments on it, i probably won't groan and moan about it anymore. and since szewing likes it so much, i've decided that maybe bangs aren't that bad. but i still want my old fringe back! grow, bangs, GROW!

anyways, i went Pepperlunch with jacq today after Founder's Day ended at 11.02AM. sze, we went to the velocity one, not the taka one. me and jacq were so broke, it was unbelievable! but we managed to emerge satisfyingly full from Pepperlunch. and then we went home straight after that because poor jacq had no more money to spend on shopping.

I'M SO SORRY, JACQ.

oh, and jacq? the short story i said i was going to write for Golden Point? i decided not to do it anymore. yeah. it's a pity because it was such a great plot and all, but i was too lazy. and i realised that my blog doesn't have archives all the way from the starting of secondary one. and yeah, so i was discouraged slightly already.

i wrote a little and then i gave up. maybe next time la. maybe i'll get to it one day and it'll be published into a book. chick-flick! and i can be the next Meg Cabot or something.

gosh, one of my annoying little brother's friends just came over and totally started making conversation with me. she's kelvin's younger sister and she was quizzing me about stuff. embarrassing, much? she seems alright though. i hope she goes home and tell her older brother that i'm pretty. i keep wanting to break out of my ugly duckling's shell but to no avail. bleargh.

jacq, stop squealing. even if you aren't.

so yeah. there's like nothing else to blog about now and i have quite nothing to do. fine, i shall go read Shopaholic.

blater? maybe.