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Thursday, December 11, 2008

Alright, here I am.

It's been donkey years since I last updated this blog. Okay, not really.. I've been very busy last few days. Literally not because of work, it's because i spent my time with bestfriend nd baby whenever I have my off day. I miss my whole bunch of girls, seriously. I'm waiting, Sundayyyyy please. So, I managed to survive ten days of keeping everything to myself. Gee.

Anyway yesterday, I could never deny I had a bad day at the hair salon. Seriously turned off. I felt like my eyes could have exploded. I've no mood to elaborate everything, but I'm just going to say that my hair sucks now.

I'll just let the pictures do the talking since I don't even know what should I blog about.
These are overdue pictures.











He's soooooooooooooooooooo ughhh, that I kept slapping him. Cuteeeeee ;D



I miss you people.




Fucking friday, Dinner.
I'm cold yet my body are warmed. How can I be so excited for this motherfucking event.
Saturday, my sweet fifteen.
Sucking sunday, Sentosa.