10:24 PM How long have I not being updated? Yeah, fungi/algaes/mosses are growing. Oh man , it's only the thrid week and I'm feeling so dried up. Fuck.


I wanna score well lah dey. (pouts)


I promised myself to work like shit this year. Gagagagagagagaggaga. (pout more)


Whatever. I feel so disgusted pls. Oh yeah, I lost my phone. I am so used to not having phone now sia. I dont even know where the hell I place my new phone -.- And and, my wardrobe is like fuck full and bursting lah. Irritating. I really feel so guilty having so much clothes unworn. Somebody suggest how to get rid of those unwanted shirt please.


How I wish my dad own Far East Plaza and Bugis. So that I could ask him to ban people from coming and left the whole place to me only. I seriously hate the crowd lor. Becos of the crowd, my beloved phone was lost. Becos of the crowd, my shoe turn black. Becos of the crowd, I almost died from breathing difficulties. Eh what, your dad own the road ah?! Stupid people. I bought so much clothes for CNY sial. Also dunno for what lor. To impress or what? I absolutely have no idea.

I am so in love with long skirt. I think I look taller. Hohohohohoh! Oh yah, the damn machine is my school suck big times. Hello, check those metal for god sake.

I am officially out of Tchoukball. No doubt that it is a interesting sport just that it is too time-consuming. I really need to focus on studies this year. Sorry girls(or boys) that I have to leave but I really hope you guys can understand. I will give you guy my fullest support. All the best. And hope that the incident wont left scars. You guy are one team, promise me okay?

Yeahhhhhhhh, my house is like so reddd?!
With lanterns or pineapples? And those greeting banners with cows? My parent love this kind of stuff sticking on the wall. You know, atmosphere. Gong xi gong xi gong xi ni! L pls. Gonna spend CNY in msia. Huurayness! I need a break from urban life, seriously.

I love CNY. I LOVE CNY LIKE CRAZZZZZZZZZZZZZYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
I will tell you why next post okay? Maybe tmrr, next week, next month, next year? Who knows.