Reasons? There are plenty.Losers? Only me.Wheeny Whiny Whiney Whingy.Sitting by myself on a stupid tree. Chop it down, break my bloody neck.Go ahead, what the heck.No no wait… I just need a reality check.
I met the “burqini” on Ebay!
Alamaks! My BM sucks. Today my dearest (whose BM is brill, and who breaks into pantun for fun, wtf :)) told me I’m the “buah” of his “hati”. So I was like huh? So he says it means his heart something.. I’m like ain’t “hati” liver? His liver’s fruit? Then...
I guess the title clearly shows that I didn’t really focus on my A levels English Lit. 🙂 [Reading should be purely for pleasure not for analysis and whatnots.] Anyway, yeah, I’ve had activities aplenty lately, but nothing I really wanna blog about. Went for my first proper clubbing session...
No sudden movement please. Yup. That just about summarizes it all. Randomness ahead: Note for Self on Low-Self-Esteem-Days There’s always plastic surgery. See below. Miracle of Dawn Yang. I always harbour a secret fear that my nose will morph into a Dr M type nose, a gene that runs in...