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June 17, 2010@9:24 AM

let's start with the eyes.

You know when I start posts with my eyes it means that its probably gonna be a long weird post full of rubbish. You can choose to ignore this, or you can stick with me and read it. Doesn't really make a difference to me anyway.

So yes, basically for that long, dark duration when I stopped blogging, I was going around Singapore trying to figure out why the hell am I still living here. But really, all I wanted to know was why I am still living. Period.

I am not a true fan of Park Jaebum. Yes I'm using his stage name. okay sure I may be one of those with the most pictures of him, I may have picked him up at the airport, I may have bought some clothes of his, but in true reality, I.Am.Not.A.Jaebum.Fan.

Because hardcore fans always say that if their idol left, they would die. So far, only one fan committed suicide because of the Jaebum Departure. Is she the only true fan of his?

Enough about him. I don't want my life to be only about him.

I woke up to my find jeans discolored.

The color is so much lighter than when I first wore it. Forgot to tell my maid it was hand-wash only -.- Aish.

When to Novena Square 2 with Hanna and got muhself froyo cos I missed it too much. We were there for some K-Pop dance thing but turned up at the wrong time -.- And some weirdos told us to fill in some Korean Tourism survey. Like I said, WEIRDOS.

Some pictures from Serene's wedding at Sentosa. Uhh.. Amra (something like that) Hotel. Nice place. And the cupcakes are from her cousin's cafe, 2AM. I know.

At Marina with my cousin. DO NOT TRY STARBUCKS' LEMON HIBISCUS JUICE. It gave me a fucking headache. Service there wasn't good. Tsk.

This is the best way to use Omegle. Always arm yourself with a Post-It lest some dude flashes at you. And that happened to me too many times. There are some incredibly hot ones though.

My day out with Yunii.Went to Orchard the day before the flood. Got our froyo and went to Skate Park. I saw this gorgeous sweet amazing Australian (I think) sitting by his lonesome at the station. I hyperventilated cos he was just so hot. Guess I don't really dig Asians anymore.

I snuck my green tea soy latte and fruit cup into the library. But I didn't have to fear getting caught. The guy working at the cafe also happens to be the barista at Starbucks!

All in all, my life is lame.