words are only words.

one week to OCIP

siiiiiiiiiickening feeling. go a-wayyy.

wad's this, eoy blues?

hello december, 24days to christmas. 7days from now i'll be on the plane to Cambodia.

a bolt from the blue - literally. dont like this sudden bout of lowwww-ness. i'm going for another shot of caffeine.

tdy's grand opening of vivo, sounds qte happening out there, unlike dullsville here. advert in the papers triggered an impulse to go shopping. then comes the question of where to get company. where art thou my fwends.

last night we decided on paint colours for new house. mum was very very proud of herself for experimenting with bold, exotic colours, cos it's very un-her. evoked a somewhat child-like glee, tantamount to a state of delirium. "ehhhhh this colour this colour! wahh so daring right. tart greeeeen. nice not nice not? i think very nice! i like leh. how ah girl? wahhh this colour. lime fizz! we try lahh hor. so daring. ahhhh."

awwww, how could i bear not to nod my head and smile sweetly back at her? (no, i did not choose posh pink for my room. no. not i.)

maybe it's trg-withdrawal symptoms.

alright i knew my cinderella roots will return. off to new house to clean up.

/ song replay: purest of pain - son by four.

*** updated at 11:03am.
yummy. new layout makes me happy now. irresistable.

posted by YH @ 6:59 AM