Distraction Or Not

Cocco Latte with Dawn and friends. Haven't been there in about half a year to a year.
Same old same old.

Music was okay. Nothing fantastic. Inconsistent I would say.

Left around 2 plus cause Dawn and Lynette were close to drunk. A funny sight I must say. Especially Dawn. Kept talking nonsense non-stop. HAHA. She's going to kill me when she sees this.

Cole's place after that. Talked all the way into the morning. Slept for an hour then cabbed home.

Fucking broke again. :((

I miss the homeless terribly. I'm sorry I didn't meet you guys yesterday. So sorry. -biggrouphug.

Birthday brunch with The Gang tomorrow. Wonder what present would I be getting. Haha. Can't wait.

I'm out to Tracy's chalet and Cole's place after that.

Fall in love with me, only if you can afford it.

Soak Up The Sun

I need a huge sponge and a whole tub of ice cold water. Sponge me down someone please. Thankyouverymuch.

The weather has been fucking hot. Like omg, wanna die kind only. But its good for Sentosa. Hello, Sentosa anytime soon anyone? Before my SIP starts please.

Met Darren around 11-ish. Came home around 0500? Didn't do much, went to this KTV Pub with his friends. Beer, Chivas, Ciggs and Newton. That's about it.

Homeless meeting later. I hope everyone turns up cause I miss every single one of you.
QuekMelSalMervRach.

Tracy's Birthday chalet on Saturday. The Gang's birthday celebrations on Sunday. Busybusybusybusybusy.

Make your move if you want doesn't mean I will or won't
I'm free to make my mind up you either got it or you don't
Til then I'm single

Strange Deja Vu

Half a decade ago. Age of 14. Secondary 2e5. Clad in the blue and white IJ uniform. Horribly spiteful and tactless. 1st relationship. 2nd visit to the principal's office. Disgusting baby fats.

Memories from the past are coming back in the flesh to haunt me.

Some I'm glad I lost (Note: Baby fats and ex-boyfriend from hell), some I look back and smile.

Of course time passes and we all lose contact with some friends or other. This week, I met 2 people whom I last contacted 5 years ago.

Found the first one on the day of my birthday through a mutual friend. 24th April'05. An old friend's ex from the first clique I was in. DebSharDollySelAdahValClaud.

Found the second one last night, or rather this morning around 0100 at China Black. 28th April'05. My childhood sweetheart. :)) Honestly, I've been looking around for him for quite sometime already.

Singapore's so small so I always believed that we'll meet again, somehow, someday. We did. This morning. China Black. The last place I thought we'll meet. Its not everyday you meet an old friend. But while clubbing?! Haha.

While I was procrastinating to go up to him and asked if he was who he was, snippets of the past silly things we did flashed in my head.

Went up to him and asked. He couldn't remember me for a second or two. Apparently I've changed a lot (even according to the first friend found). That prolly only means, I have lost a lot of weight and look much better now. :
Humans are superficial.

Its always nice to meet old friends from the past. Always. Especially when you're down and out and all alone.

Expect the unexpected.

Hollaback Girl

*sings Toploader's Dancing in the moonlight. HAHA.

That was JIN RANDOM. Okay.

Title tells you that Gwen Stefani's Hollaback girl is stuck in my head. Yes I know, the song is so cheerleader-ish and trashy. Whatever. I think its nice.

Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas B-A-N-A-N-A-S!

RANDOM again. Okay okay okay.

I am truly homeless. Really JIN HOMELESS. Why?

1. Bank account reflects $2.06
2. $0.15 left in my Mambo
3. Ez-link reflects a negative sign

FUCKK. Its only the 26th. I am that BROKE. Arghh.

So mummy dearest gave me $10.00 this morning. As I kept it in my Mambo, I was procrastinating if I should use the money for food and what not or shall I satisfy my addiction with it.

I am so fucking stupid. I shouldn't have bought the bloody Pall Mall Menthol Lights. ARGH. So ya. I am fucking broke which makes me fucking cranky cause I have to stay at home alone and rot my holidays away.

SIP hasn't started and I already have no life! *WHINES WHINES WHINES.

20 minutes late for a 30 minutes project consultation this morning. I know. What's new. Andrea's always late. But I have been quite punctual for this Vacation CDS. Believe it a not. I'm not lying.

Supposed to meet Ninja Sal just now at Tampines to assist him in his quest for DragonBall BUT I couldn't go. WHY? Cause I don't even have $1.60 for fucking transport. FUCK.

And then there's the fucked up weather. Fucking hell so fucking warm and humid. It drives me nuts.

I don't know how, but I'm going to take money for my mum. I can survive not eating but I definitely need transportation money. I hate to lie. :((

SIP launch tomorrow morning at 0900 hours. I'm quite excited cause this would prolly be one of the few chances to see the familiar faces that I've been seeing for the past 2 years.

I miss the gang.
ChyRylJemShaunJosephKeBecks.

I miss the homeless.
MervSalMelRachQuekyYihan.

I miss the feeling of $1000 odd a month reflected in my bank account.

Think what that money could bring

Child of Darkness

I've finshed reading Child of Darkness - V.C. Andrews already. Bah. Another book please. April Shadows - V.C. Andrews is out September. Can't wait!

Harry Potter out soon too! Oh god. I can never get enough of books. Someone buy me the whole of Kinokuniya.

Psychology of Creativity test was like fuck. Considering that I didn't study the whole day. I hope I managed to bullshit my way to a passing grade. :
So it was my deathday yesterday. I slept from 1000 to 2300 hours. Sweet. Spent my 19th birthday sleeping. How exciting.

No work for me again. 2nd week in a row. They fucking never give me any shifts at all. 2nd week already please. Its not as if I didn't give them my schedule. Fucktards. Pissed. Hello, I need the money right.

I want this Obey Bag. Someone get it for me please please please please please.

Its just another Monday.

She's Jinxed

She's officially living in this cruel world, country with quite a fucked up government, dysfunctional family and with humans who cannot accept cold hard truths as it is for 19 years, in about half an hour.

Town. Rachel, Yihan, Quek and Mel, who all came and left to do what they had to do.

Merv, Miguel. Dinner, Yoshinoya. Coffee Bean, Paragon after.

Merv's place for PS. Mel's place after that. Sal, Quek, Rachel, Daniel and Wei Jie who joined there. Mahjong and PS. Pretty much that was it.

She left Mel's place around 0800. 22-ed home. She thinks she has lost her best friend. Cried.

Home. Her Mum leaving for work. She didn't wish her but called 5 minutes after she left. She thought her mum forgot. When she called to tell her daughter that she loves her. Cried.

Blog surfed. Saw an entry. Cried. She asked me to thank you for that entry. She thought you wouldn't wish her once again this year.

Wide awake like she woke up from a good night's rest. Haven't slept. She hears her long lost friend named Insomaniac calling out to her.

All she asks for is for a normal and happy Birthday. Every year for the past 8 years, she hasn't had a happy one. Every year she cries cause she's upset. Crying.

She's tired of living in abnegation for almost her whole life.

Someone make Miss Abnegation happy. Please. Someone.

Chocolate Overload

First things first. Liaison Officer (LO) allocation list is out already. Guess who's my LO? Miss Ivy Tan. *screams, jumps and hops around. So fucking happy. :D

Those in my LO class are the Tradewinds, Cathay and TTG people. :( I'm alone at TTG. Which also means all Tourism. Lalalalala. I'm so damned happy. So fellow coursemates, who's your LO?

Met Sal, Rachel, Merv and Mel in town for dinner at Far East. Stoned outside Burger King for almost an hour odd. Manda and Jon came over after work. Then they did the sweetest thing. :)

Rachel said she was craving for McCafe's Ice Chocolate so we headed over. Initially Quek was supposed to meet us but she called me around 7 odd and told me she wasn't coming cause she was not feeling good and all.

I was rather disappointed of course. So they went to order their drinks and what not. Sal came back with 2 slices of cake and put 1 in front of me. *beams. 1st birthday cake in a couple of years. Chocolate Fudge Cheesecake. *double beam. Thank you very much Sal. Soo sweet of you. :)

Then I happened to turn around and I thought I saw Queky. The next thing I knew, Manda and Quek comes together holding a tub of Hagen Dazz ice cream with a candle on top and the whole group started singing me a birthday song.

I almost cried kay guys. I was speechless. Totally. Thanks for putting in so much effort to surprise me and all. Really appreciated it. One of the best birthdays ever. -hugs everyone.

It was like. 1 personal tub of chocolate ice cream with bananas and a slice of chocolate cheesecake. Fattening. But I can do with some fattening up anyway. Didn't managed to finish everything but most of it.

Roamed around with Rachel, Quek and Mel after the rest headed home. Really a truly homeless group. We walked around for almost an hour and ended up buying beer and snacks at 7-11, Plaza Singapura and plunked our asses there.

Yihan joined us around 2 plus I think. Yihan bought me my book! Yay! V.C. Andrews - Child Of Darkness. *big grin. Thanks plenty Yihan! You actually remembered! With a lil help from Queky of course. Lol.

Mel and I had a good heart to heart talk about our lives and all. Thanks for the conversation sister. Its weird how we click so well although we've only known each other for a week. Love you loads. -hugs.

Quekypoo. Thanks for the surprise. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. Lol. Really thanks. I don't know what to say other than thanks la deh.

I love the homeless.

Infamously Popular

Miss Han, Zhenhui, Quekypoo and Drea. The combination to much awaited gossip, sleaze and laughter. :)

Bugis yesterday evening. Sorry I was an hour late and no Quek I'm not going to stand in the middle of the fountain as punishment.

After procrastinating if we should have dinner or not. We decided on good old fast food. After all, it was our staple lunch a couple of years back. LongJohn'sMacdonaldsBurgerKingMosBurger.

Settled down at Macs and darling Sel just has to be all so blur like she always has been. Then there's Quekypoo and Zhenhui making fun of her and me just laughing and going "You haven't changed one bit!".

Did the usual updates on our life. Crapped. Then the much awaited gossip. Maha. Sel's my source of gossip. *beams.

According to our ex-classmate from KC 4e1'2002 (whom I won't name), plenty of people hated us or rather our clique because we knew people and we always kept to ourselves. Anti-social kinda thing or what some would say, too cool for anyone else. LOL.

I found it alarmingly hilarious. I swear I had no idea. Not the slightest. Everyone seemed rather okay with us. Oh well.

One thing I knew was that the KC Cougars weren't all that popular to a certain extent. Stereotypical. We cheerleaders are nice people okay? We're not snotty and bimbotic. Look at Sam, she topped the school for O's.

I miss the rest of the Cougars. We need to have a gathering with Miss Kay soon please. We haven't met as a whole team of 20 since 2003.

I've missed you so much Sel. We're going to meet again before the both of us starts SIP, Quekypoo starts her FYP and Zhenhui serves the nation okays? Thanks for the present. So sweet of you. Love you loads. Keep in closer contact yeahs. -hugs.

And those were the days.

Homeless Style

2 Integrated Resorts. Marina Bay and Sentosa Island. 35, 000 job opportunities. Its good news for me and all my fellow Hospitality and Tourism coursemates. :)

To those who were against the idea, eat your hearts out! HAH.

Garageband Music workshop today was quite fun I reckon. I got bored of it pretty soon though. Contradicting.

I don't know how to start on the reflective journal for Psychology of Creativity. Its retarded.

Four days to deathday. Believe it or not, I'm left with 40 pathetic fucking cents for the whole month. Gotta feed on wind, grass and mud. Homeless.

Fucking really Happy Deathday please. I'm always right. My birthday is jinxed every year. Fucked up.

Roamed, stoned and slacked around town. Mel, Merv, Quek, Yihan, Sal, Manda and yours truly.
Though half of us are like damned homeless, the company was great. :)

Spoke to Sal about events. Argh. I'm trying to look at the bright side of it. 1 month and 4 days more, that's when I'll know.

Its About Time

I swear that this is the first CDS that I officially hate. Psychology of Creativity. Thank god its my last CDS.

Last week, I was supposed to imagine I was a handphone riding a dolphin against the waves and what not. Today, I was supposed to ask a stupid question. Wtf. Its getting fucking ridiculous.

I seriously almost died of a heart seizure last night. I should have been the one who attempted suicide. Not you.

Then came another and another. I think someone was out to get me. Really.

I'm sleepy. Slept last night but woke up every hour or so. Got fed up around 0630 and got up. Madness.

Cousin is whining like hell now. That he's bored and sleepy. Whining non-stop like a girl. Tsktsk.

Things are never what they seem to be. Open up your heart and listen carefully. Then maybe, you'll hear her cries.

The Little Things That Matter

No. I didn't go to work. I'm getting fired or maybe I've been fired without me knowing about it.

Only managed to sleep at 0900 this morning. So slept through everything and woke up at 1900.

12 whole hours. I just wish my mum will let me sleep through dinner and till tomorrow morning. Or just that till there's no tomorrow for me. I don't want to wake up ever again.

History repeats. Everything just goes wrong at the same time. Or maybe I made history repeat. I don't think I deserve it. Really. I fucking don't.

I'm done with being all nice and tame. I miss the real Andrea from the KC days. But I can't bring her back. Cause I just can't.

Queky asked if I ever thought of committing suicide. I told her with a life like mine, the answer is pretty obvious.

I'm still typing here. I'm too young to die. I've yet to meet my husband (Adam Brody). I still haven't gotten revenge on some people (Haha. Joking). And blah blah blah.

But sometimes, death seems like the only solution.

Wasted
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Zouk was. Well. Wasted.

I was wasted. Wasted like fuck. How about dead drunk. At 0200. Fuck.

2 Beers, 1 Tequila, 3 Sex On The Beach, 1 Blow Job, 1 Baileys Milkshake and god knows how much Vodka Lime and Vodka Redbull. All in 2 hours.

Big THANK YOU to Sal and Queky for carrying me out of Zouk.

Sorry about puking on your shoes Sal. Thanks anyway.

Sorry Queky for everything. Thanks for taking care of me. Love you plenty.

Basically, I was oblivious to everything and anything around me. I knocked out completely.

Sheesh. I'm not going to show my face at Zouk for a long time. I think. Hah.

Stayed over at Queks. Went home to shower and change then headed back to Zouk to collect my bag.

Met Cousin, Melissa, Rachel and Sal in town again after that. Subway, Alley Bar and roamed around till around 0400.

Sincere apologies to everyone who was with me at Zouk on Friday/Saturday. Next Saturday kay? Don't forget out date. Lol.

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Its 0630 now. This entry didn't really do any justice to Sal and Queky actually. I still feel damned guilty about it.

I AM SO SORRY GUYS.

Bleahh. That's how I feel now. To think about it, I've been feeling low for quite awhile. *screams.

Somehow I can't wait for SIP to start. At least I'll be kept busy for 5 whole months and become a no-lifer. 5 more weeks till SIP.

Zero-ed out for the month. Told you it wouldn't last me long. Counting down to payday again.

I'm just randomly typing cause I'm so effing bored and I can't sleep which isn't a good thing at all cause I've gotta work later at 1500.

Monday 18th - Vacation CDS, 0900-1300
Tuesday 19th - Vacation CDS, 0900-1300
- Work, 1500-2300
Wednesday 20th - Vacation CDS, 0900-1300
- Work, 1500-2300
Thursday 21st - Vacation CDS, 0900-1300
- Dinner with Sel and Queky
Friday 22nd - Vacation CDS, 0900-1300
Saturday 23rd - Cocco Latte with Melissa, Rachel, Sal, Cousin, Queky and don't know who else.
Sunday 24th - Happy Deathday (prolly spending with Queky or my mum and sis)

I'm THIS BORED NOW. So let's see. Its a deathday week. I'm free only on er Friday afternoon and evening?

Why doesn't anyone do any planning for the deathday girl? Why is it the deathday girl doing the planning? Ironic.

Friends she thought were good friends. Maybe she's wrong. Maybe she's just thinking too much.

I love talking about myself as a third person.

Okay, this entry is so bloody getting out of hand. If you managed to read till here. Congratulations.

If you think its stupid. 2 words for you. Fuck you.

I'm one confused girl.

I'm checking out the white wine chilling in the fridge and the other liquors back in the kitchen. My drinking is getting out of hand.

Drunk, twice in two weeks. Ah fuck.

Alter Ego

This is written by my alter ego. Mrs. Andrea Tan. A tribute to the beautiful memories. The last drop of it. I wrote this as I laid on my bed after I logged off from posting the previous entry.

I saw something disturbing. Or rather something that made my heart ache so much.

"I set the rules." "I made the decisions." These two lines are ringing in my head. Like a ghost, its haunting me.

About a month ago, I came to a crossway. There were two different paths.

One led to love and compromises, the other to freedom and emancipation.

I was tired, so I chose the latter.

I've been fine for the past month. Or at least I think so. My close friends disagree.

Emotions all confused. Eyes choked with tears.

Tears don't seem to fall when I want to. They ran out a year ago.

I find myself looking at clothes, accessories. Basically things that will fit no one but you.

Being independent is so hard.

I hate being alone. I hate having no where to go. I hate having no one to bicker with over nonsensical things.

I'm lost. Lost in the maze I set myself for.

Who can I blame but myself.

I'm "Homeless". Just like Cousin.

It's Deja Vu. Just like Denise mentioned.

Its Love. Just like a romance novel or movie.

Its my past. Just like it was all about you.

"Upon thee, assumptions thou shall lay"

Retro Superstar

Ooohs. Going to change blog layout soon. Having some problems with the body text margins. Diagnosis in process. :)

This entry title shall give you some hints. Heh.

Anyhoos, thanks cousin for helping me in figuring out the problem. :D

Bugis-ed with Rachel, Queky, Yihan, Cousin and some other designers earlier. Basics: Dinner at MOS, Slack slack slack. Hah.

Zouk later tonight! *squeals in excitement.

I like that tote from Topshop. :\ I want those Birks. :\ I want Harry Potter and my books. :\ I want more tapered pants. :\ I want iPod Mini in Champagne Gold. :\ I want to dye my hair. :\ I want Nike Dunks. :\ I want retro earrings. :\ I need more clothes. :\ I want that Kenneth Cole Watch. :\ I want Havaianas Flash Hop in Black. :
Bottomline. I need a good old shopping spree. *big sulk.

How Could You

Excuse yourself for this utterly depressing entry. I happen to have ears like normal humans do and sadly, heard some unwanted information. Add on some PMS and you get this.

10 more days to dooms day. *sulk. Why must we have birthdays? I hate mine.

School at 0900 and work at 1900 tomorrow. *sulks even more. I hate school and work.

Friends. Big joke on my ass. Out of 10 who said "I will be here for you no matter what blah blah", only 3 carry out their promises.

But I'm used to it. Say what you want but it doesn't mean I'll trust you. Trust is a sensitive issue.

Cliques are so cliche. Really. I've grown tired of them. Cause you'll never be regarded as a serious individual.

Thank god I'm quite independent and that I have Queky and Sel. I think that's about enough for me.

Mambo Retro



My first birthday present! The Mambo wallet that I've been eyeing, From dearest Queky. Thanks darling. -hugs.

14 Days
-- edited*

Here's evidence to prove that I'm shameless. *big grin.

1. Mambo Wallet - Dark green with glitter, baby pink, baby green and white stripes.
2. DKNY - Be Delicious (Women)
3. Ralph Lauren - Blue (Men)
4. V.C. Andrews - Child Of Darkness
5. Birkenstocks
6. Mariah Carey - Mimi's Emancipation
7. Another piercing
8. Elizabeth Wurtzel - Prozac Nation
9. Mango Long Sleeve Button Shirt - Green with stars
10. G2000 Long Sleeve Button Shirt - Striped
11. Jeffery Eugenides - The Virgin Sucides
12. Havaianas - Flash Hop in Black

Put it in short. I want a shopping spree for clothes, books etc. Vanity sake. HAHA. Anyone willing to sponsor?

Losing Grip

Its raining and windy outside. Perfect weather to snuggle under the covers and doze off while reading a good novel.

Home. How I hate this word now. A dysfunctional family you must have to understand how I feel. Its not even a family. Hah.

Awaking to the familiar surroundings every morning, my first thoughts are to get out of this hell hole. Returning home just evokes a sense of disgust and fear in me.

The 5 day chalet was a good chance for me to think things through and enjoy some tranquility that I can only get in the wee hours at home.

Kudos to everyone who made the chalet possible. Especially the guys who planned it. It was fantastic guys.

Delectable food, glorious alcohol, nicotine fixes and lastly fantastic company. -hugs the gang.

Results are out. Didn't do that fantastic. Fall in ranking but at least an increase of 0.11 in GPA score. Fucktard. I only have myself to blame for not attending accounts lecture.

At least I passed accounts. Thanks to Jem, Joseph, Chy, Ryl and Stewart for the 9 hour crash course. It really helped. :)

Losing grip on everything. Life's a mess. Fucking screwed. Can't seem to find the strength to stand up after the fall.

I'm turning into an alcoholic. Great. Not only do I have a fucked biological clock, I'm addicted to nicotine, now addicted to alcohol. The craves just wouldn't stop. Fuck.

Vacation CDS starts on Monday. Morning slot. Great shit. Fuck. Joseph, I'm 90% sure we're in the same class. VT5? At least I have company. :)

Caught The Pacifier after work just now. Impromptu thingy. So was in my uniform. The show wasn't really funny. I didn't laugh? I guess it was just my mood.

Then I had to bump into the ex-boyfriend from hell. I hope he didn't see me in my uniform though. I will die. Literally went "Fuck he's there. Let's go". Hah.

Everything is just going wrong at the same time. Everything.

Queky, thanks for everything. I really don't know what I would do without a best friend like you. You've always been there for me the past 4 years. No one loves me like you do. -big smile. Thanks for believing in me when the whole world doesn't. I love you duck. -big hug.

Show Me The Money

Whoopee! Its Monday, 4th April already! Yes! *pumps fists into air. *chants: pay day pay day pay day.

Okay. A lil too excited by the thought of pay day. *grins.

Its like finally I have some cash on hand. Although I can tell you it will only prolly last me a month. This month's pay is pathetic due to the exams not because I'm a spendthrift. *growls.

Insomnia acting up again. This time its even worse than a year ago. I only fall asleep around 0800 or 0900. Although this time round its seems more like I have my biological clock all wrong rather than insomnia though.

I have to mention that I broke my pretty hot pink and neon orange swatch at work on Friday. Was so fucking sad and pissed.

Pssst. I don't mind a particular DKNY or Kenneth Cole watch for my 19th birthday (20 more days). *ahem.

Haha. Sucha bitch. Had to remind everyone when my birthday is.

Anyhoos, Chalet in about 14 hours time! Omg please. How exciting. Haha.

Before the Chalet, I'll be meeting Queky in the morning for a matinee movie then lunch. That bitch got a day off from her SIP. So decided to meet while we can. Hah.

Okay, realised basically blogging rubbish. Going to bath now. Hehs. Will be back blogging on Wednesday or Thursday.

HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY LIL RYL

This goes out especially to Ms. Cheryl Chan who is already officially 19! Whoopee.

You've been such an amazing friend for the past 2 years. Thank you for all the laughter and joy that you've brought into my life. Not forgetting to mention for being true to yourself and loving me for who I am.

May your lil dreams come true and please stay brainy and funkay yeahs.

I love you loads darling Ryl. Happy Birthday once again. *BIG WET KISS AND SQUEEZE YOU TO DEATH HUG.

Back to my all so boring life.

Met the gang with Quek after their dinner at Secret Garden. Nice place ehs.

Too bad I'm zero. I wanna try the food there too. *sulks.

Lalala. Going to change my blog layout after this. This time round, it wouldn't be done by me.

I found a nice image to use for the next next layout though. Getting Queky to edit it proper before I start from scratch there.

I'm relatively good with HTML but when it come to editing images, I'm hopeless.

I'm out. Work tomorrow. *grumbles.

Purple Lights

Its bright and early at 0748. The skies don't seem that way though. Grey skies accompanied by a chilly breeze. Seems like its going to rain.

Or even a Dementor lurking behind me somewhere. (I've been reading Harry Potter again)

*YAWNS. Just got back from work. Graveyard shift. One word for it - Boring.

I've realised recently my managers either like to put me in charge of 1 station alone or add on a newbie which I have to train.

Do I look like Wonderwoman or Batgirl? *grumbles.

While I was dreamily wiping all the tables with hot water and lemons, the purple lights from Heerens caught my attention.

I don't know why but it really did look all so enchanting and beautiful.

Okay that was so random.

I sincerely apologise to those whom I either didn't reply your msgs or call you back. It was just one of those - Andrea doesn't want to talk to anyone but sleep days.

I've been real grumpy. Post Menstrual Syndrome acting up. *mutters.

Plus the fact I'm broke, which also means I can't join the gang for Ryl's and Beck's birthday dinners, and of course I don't have any cigarettes (it makes me cranky).

Queky, I wanna go Zouk-ing and Cocco-ing with you later too! Its been a long time since I've been to Cocco Latte. *sulks.

I want Monday to come soon. Cause its pay day and chalet day. I need a sugar daddy.

P.s. This is a extremely depressing entry.