They call me Vic, Victoria Beckham.

Oooh...i love the surprises of unpacking. Like how, how good a packer you are depends on how good a stuffer you are. Every now and then, i'll find little surprises tucked here and there, and i'll be like oh i didn't know i had this, which is really fun! you should try it.

Disillusioned

I'm feeling like a superhero! you know the one that goes zip-zap-zappity everywhere. err what's the name...lightning?? i wonder which show was it in.

Pixie-fied!

pheww....i have officially finish unpacking all of my............clothes only! after 3 days here. tsktsk, real bad. i've so many clothes its practically spewing out of the cupboard. two hugeass bags full of clothes! i never knew i owned this much of clothes. a sense of guilt. i shall start to promise not to buy anymore for now! i'm now wondering... how would i be able to pack all these stuff when i leave?! oh no.

class starts tomorrow and i still don't know where are some of my stuff! i better continue unpacking.


p.s eh someone quick come online la...before the buzz dies. i've got something!!! :)

As we swing!

omgomgomgOH-AM-GEEEEE.........i'm such a bad blogger.quotebadbadbadddunqoute missjay. B-A-D.

if anyone should know, i keep on writing but don't seem to be able to hit 'publish post'.NOOO!!!!!

ok so let's see. hols has been a real turbulent ride: meaning goods with bads but overall funs, i thinks. first thing first, that I'm relieved to have gotten over being all over haha...the guy. ok the name's dan, if you would not have already known. but you should, coz i promised i would tell and reveal.haha...which i did, if you were listening :)

but then, over the hols, i kind of developed another obssession. my goodness...am i into older guys now?? oh,when we swing from one end to another!this' bad!real bad. like older guys, meaning...older guys! my, i sometimes can really ehrrdisgust myself. i think i do that pretty often. the thoughts, think-ed.tsktsktsk. boy, i tell you. i bet you do that too ;) *i shall/shall not reveal in time*

hence, it makes going back a mixed-emotional thing. i want to go back but i don't want to go back! how?

just the other night when i had a sleepover with my cuzzie...she kind of sent some realizations. we had trouble sleeping so we chatted til 3am. and when she woke up in the morning, she was so eager to tell me " Hey you know how you sleep last night??? you were like....and she explained" so basically, i was more than three quarters to her side, leaving her with less than a quarter! do the maths. and our face, just centimetres away. and that's on the biggest bed ever. poor her, had to sleep so straight, but fun and funny. so the realisation was...that i should be looking forward to some bruises on my knee for the next few months. she called me scissors leg.chopchop.lol.

cishh. i despise emomo posts.

hah. shopping can be so tiring. it's like a 9 to 5 job. but once you find the spark in it, everything starts to brighten up.
the best time of the year's here!
Merry Christmas everyone!

YOU.just a phase.

you.take up most of my thoughts.I can spend the whole day just staring at your pictures. even if they are candids or unglam ones. because you always take good shots. i just want to

I'm so ecstatic right now, i'm overwhelmed, this good feeling. but i don't know what's it about. prolly cause exams has just ended! wheeeee. tired and excited and relieved... but mostly relieved.


Have you ever wondered why in movies, parents always tuck their kids under comforters when you think hey it's so hot, why do you even need a comforter? now i know that, it's always cooling here, more so in the states or so. i'd appreciate a warm bed and comforter, warm from after the dryer. but now, the warmth is no longer appreciated. it's too darn warm now! summer's such an intruder. we want spring! spring spring spring!!