i have everything. i have all the love in the world. i have a closely knitted family, a loving boyfriend and a huge bunch of friends who adore me. i'm pink in health, i don't have any family problems, financial difficulties, or unemployment issues. so why is it that i constantly feel this way? i don't want to feel this way. can this feeling please go away. please?

my life is perfect. imperfection is just part of my mind's fabrication.

i am annoyed.
i feel enormous cause i ate many many many nuggets and potato chips yesterday and polished it off with enormous spoonfuls of almond longan jelly. blogger doesn't seem to want to let me post ANY photos up and i can't do my FR questions.
this is just shit la seriously.

hahaha it's 2.54am i'm bored and

i'm bouncing around in my room in fluffy red bedroom slippers...and they really keep those little toes warm. makes me happy to be at home. thanks steph and bryan! i still think they're too cute to wear.

my double chin is growing. my spare tyres are expanding. my ass is going sideways. love handles are my best friends!

and no one believes me. yadda yadda.
glory is not hungry. glory is just fat and greedy. glory is a pig!
glory is not hungry. glory is fat and greedy. fat and greedy. fat and greedy. fat and greedy. fat and greedy. fat and greedy.

pls lose more weight!

do you know where you're going to?
chase those fantasies you had in your mind?
let those dreams slip past your fingers?

i'm falling behind.
i'm losing track of time.
i need to find myself again and remember what i was working for.
one day i will be there.

my dearest party people,
check your emails!!!!
all details included.


i'll see you on friday!!!
*SHAKES POM POMS*

btw anyone with
*ice box a large ice box?
(aside from bryan whose ice box is with pang)

i hate how it gets to me.
just let me sleep...for a long time.

mood:
very annoyed.

i feel like lard today. i feel like the green tin bottles of GHEE sold in the supermarkets. i'm not even feeling like full cream man. i'm feeling like OIL. my dad should just plug a tube into my sides and strain my fat to fuel his car.

#@$#$^%*&^&%$%$#^%$&^%^%$%

Dear all, am throwing a mini-celebration at my place to celebrate my last birthday as a STUDENT.

DATE: 25th january (Friday)

TIME: from 9pm till late.

a night to eat snack, drink, be merry....and TGIF.

RSVP!

p.s/ anyone selling their absolut vodka original/tequila/baileys/peach scnapps? IN NEED OF BOOZE.

i post of love.

rainy day.
a flight of steps.
$1 thailand flipflops.
add them three together and what have you got?

first a squeal followed by a few thumps - glory tumbling down the steps.
what a familiar scene. i think it's a periodical event which i cannot escape from.
the pain went straight through my ankle joint. the impact of the fall left me handicapped for half and hour so i could barely walk. le boyfriend had to piggyback me all the way home alongside my gigglinggg escorts apple eunice and sam.
ROARRRRRRR.

my ass my calve and the ankle feels sore and methink they're gonna turn black and blue soon. ))):
and i also realise that i always fall on the right side of my body. has it got to do with reflexes?
HMMMMMMMM.

i'm stuck with doing the wrong things at the wrong time
like sleeping in the day instead of the night;
like eating ice cream on a freezing cold day;
like doing my work at 1.48am when i need to sleep & wake up at 6.30am;
like blogging when i'm supposed to be doing my work.

we make one happy family!
you me and a little one. ((((:

of course the little one does not necessarily refer to a child so don't get all smiley just yet :P

posts blueberry morning has been dethroned by quaker's toasted oatmeal!!!
hahaha...
i've got 5 different types of cereal sitting in my fridge.


*and thus the blog has been cleared of cobwebs with this post*
HAHA!