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O Dear Diary,

May27

My web log nowadays is like more of text-heavy than having pictures here and there. Sorry man, I just don’t have that much time to be editing pictures and posting tons of photos in each blog entry. That honey, requires time, patience and.. vanity. Unfortunately, moi here is not blessed with an awesome look and a perfect cut. So I shall just write, and write, with the occasional outbreak of pictures galore. BORING, I know. Whatever rocks my boat aye. I’m not trying to build any fan base in the world wide web, dahling. I’m just happy and contented with what I am now. *snaps finger*

Well, I think I am. Heh.

Urgh. In this kinda time, I really long lust for my pay. I need to indulge in self-splurging. I have awesome friends that would be there a phone call away and i really appreciate that. I really need to spend a day in town and get stuff I need to get. Those that are with me, can certainly vouch that I need a new pair of wallet, pronto.

And Ying2 my dahling successor to my chief designer throne, I know you’ve been secretly reading my blog like everyone else does here. Let’s go town together and eat and shop and bitch! BGF for the day okae darls. You know I still love you despite all the bitch fits I throw to you, am I right, my minion? LOL. I’m longing for a nice tiramisu and platters of sashimi don’t ask me why.

Ah fuck those diet shits and healthy eating blardy blah blah blah. Don’t talk to me about that when I’m gonna be serving my country this June. Don’t even raise up the question of “so are you physically ready for NS?”. I’m just gonna be giving you that bo chap fuck care attitude. Come on lah, whatever it is right, whether you’re begging for it or hating it, we’re still gonna be serving NS. Full stop. Period. End.

Like, the last topic I wana talk about before going in is stories of NS. Oh wiseth oldeth one who hath goneth through NS (I’m just trying to sound shakespeare-ish), look at my face. I don’t fucken care. I’d rather you bore me with politics than having to listen to another tekong experience, part thereof, thereafter or in any associations with NS. At least I don’t have to waste my energy smiling, “uhuh”ing, and nodding my head in agreement. Ain’t my body language flashing the word “B-O-R-I-N-G” aggressively already?

Look Yoda, thank you for sharing with me advices and all, I appreciate that. But imagine having numerous talks on the same freaken topic on several occasions. I’m almost psychic enough to know what you’re gona talk about next.

Till then.
Hugs and kisses.

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