flawed work of art.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006 @ 6:07 pm
special shout-out:
thankyew mama beb! for a fantastic jap lunch today! had a good talk as well. no worries, nothing bad about you, beb. oh. but I think her knowing my fondness for unagi must be your doing. naughty naughty!

all you need is retail therapy, baybeh! harhar. whoever felt tonnes better after a shopping trip must be either:
a) filthy rich or
b) out to max-out their cheating spouse's credit card

yeh. that's what I think anyways.

went out to tebrau city in the evening with momsie. and *dramatic music please* I actually bought MORE than her! yes, and tomorrow, it'll snow in the southern parts of johor bahru, and a comet will strike earth soon after that. ok. not THAT unbelivable, but anyway, it's a rare occasion. bought a lot of clothes, man. I *heart* tebrau city. they have dorothy perkins & topshop! reminded me of UK all over again! *tries not to think of the fact that I'm going back on sunday* sigh. and you know what? it's cheaper here. all the clothes looked so familiar, I wanted to just throw everything off the shelves. ah well. didn't buy anything from them anyways. oh. mom bought a narrow striped tie from topshop. and I like being 18. harhar. read following:

man: so, not nice ar, the dress?
me: er yeah. too big. *shrugs*
man: oh. you try going to dp.
me: eh?
man: dorothy perkins. their sizes are a bit smaller.
me: oh yes yes. uhhuh.

didn't even like the smock. mom made me wear it. and it was an XS and I looked pregnant. rofl. stewpid british sizes.

after the retail therapy, I realised that I need white flats. mm. I never like wearing them girly sandals. but this time, I can't wear my sneaks with my clothes. they'll look weeeird.

had late dinner today. dad made me drink red bean soup. yuck. right after watching csi too! sacre bleu!

haiyoh. must finish all my homework before sat or I'll cry. no shirlene to help me in maths too. mehh. I'm stuck and lazee to think. ok, celine, no procrastination! or you'll die when you go back to college. *nods to self*

p/s: hil went back to croydon from her sister's place cos' she forgot her passport. adui. hope she remembered to lock the door and set the alarm again. that housemate of mine ar...

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