Monday, November 29
great it's the morning of our prom. a nice practice wedding for the future nun. and i just got it. that makes chris jean and me. the good-friends syndrome. oh what the heck why today. well no wonder i was feeling so fat. maybe i'll go do my nails later to make me feel better. wahaha what an excuse. waiting for bev to come. the other piggys have people to do makeup and hair for them. and i'm not even wearing any foundation or powder or anything of that sort cos i'm quite a lot darker than my mum. and i am not about to look like some old blind aunty. so tadahh i'm just going with my big lipglossed smile and mascara. maybe eyeshadow if i can decide on the shades. anyway it's gonna be all dark and let's walk down orchard at midnight!! wahahha. let chris flirt with all the guys. then if anyone tries to do anything we'll throw our heels at him. hehhh.
ten years from now i wonder what we'd be saying about tonight. will it be a blast? or will it be painfully boring? seeing that i have no hope at all in the current batch.. puahaha sorry jean.. i guess it's up to us to make things happy for us. which we're pretty good at, so who gives a damn. gonna eat now. mee sua. yuckkk. wish i could just skip lunch. feeling fat enough. bored bored bored still have to do annoying autograph things. eech.
it must've been love.
11:42 am
xoxo
