was out with che to town.
oh, accompanied her to salon at TANJONG PAGAR.
take note. its TANJONG PAGAR- that ulu place? with only ppl working? and the singapore concert hall? or isit what you call it?
sui bian lah.
yepp, guess WHAT?
i SAW YEW HAN. KORKOR. THAT HIDEOUS FREAK WHO THINKS HIGHLY OF HIMSELF? WHO ASSUMED THAT WE HAVE BEEN STALKING HIM?
yea, him. OMGOSH. can you imagine bumping into him at such a place? he rlly is 阴魂不散.!
he showed me a buay song face. and me? simply walked off without taking a second look.
he is SHORT.
i knw im in no position to give such a comment, BUT. its TRUE.

rarrs` enough abt him.
my gosh, everywhere has sale.
MNG, ZARA...
its pissing me off. i hate sales lahhh!!
i hate to squeeze ard w ppl, hate to look like a desperate woman trying to save that few bucks of money.
i rather pay at net price w a peaceful environment.

okayyy,, bought a top which look rather cool,
an ankle-high boots that reminds me of Zara's,
and a nike bottle.
finally, im broke again!
well.. sometyms i do sympathise with dad for having me as daughter.
and i agree that "i owe him a billion dollar." (according to him)

eyy, should i get a haircut?
should i? yes? no? yes?
lol.

i am tired.