Great buys this few days. Photo album from paper market is totally pretty. Chocolates from Royce make me want to skip my meals and just have that. Oh trying to resist the temptations for retail therapy here in sg now! ENDURE for better/more buys!

p/s: Edison, don’t steal my photos from my blog!!! I’m gg to charge you accordingly in future! HAHAHA~

How to not love a Monday like this?

Today, I leave behind all the bad memories, all the huge mistakes I’ve made, and step forward to look at a better side. Unrealistic optimism? No. I’m really moving on. No more whining!

I confessed that I’ve made a huge mistake, a really really huge one this time round. Loss at words for days and not knowing what to do for days. I can tell no one, say no more.

Walk on, Verlynn, Walk on.

ON A HAPPIER NOTE…

BKK trip this December is confirmed. ((((((: Shopping, shopping and more shopping.

SO…

2010 is coming to an end soon, yet again.

heading to jasmine’s 21st in a while. just 100m away from my house.

Lovin’ this month.
It’s when I’m turning 21.

HOORAYYYYYYYY,
time for key,
time for presents,
time to rock the club.

p/s: Join me @ Butter Factory on the coming Friday(22nd) and let’s rock the night away.

I need a life.
My life is getting f boring ya know. It’s just about work and work and work. F that shit.

Work sucks much.
Facing papers everyday is driving me mad. How on earth can a human do that? I’m not using my brains at all or learning anything new which is seriously KILLING ME and making me feel like a… like a… useless piece of shit?!

Fake masks.
I guess it’s never easy to figure out the true self behind each mask worn.

Unreasonable dad.
Yes, if you had been following me on twitter, you should know how angry I was the other day.  It’s beyond words to even describe how I feel. No amount of consoling words can ease the-whatever-feeling-in-me. Just two words: SO DEAD.

Temptations.
This and that, I want it all. But I know, I need to make a right choice and decision before doing things else I will regret.

Helpless circumstances.
I’m eager to go back to school but money issues are being such a f bitch.  Save? Yah tell me how to fucking save 30k in 2/3 years when I can’t even save 3k or what la. Part time? Yes, I don’t mind working and taking part time degree. BUT, I wouldn’t want to still be worrying about school fees while juggling both work and studies. At some point of time, I just want to give up on going for a degree. And don’t come telling me whatever shit stories and making it sounds easy. Because it’s not easy at all and ya not gg thru it so shut up.

STM lately.
My memory deteriorated. And ya know it really sucks when you’re trying so hard to remember things that had happened weeks or days ago or even just yesterday.

That’s not the end but I’ll just stop here.

This is not being pessimistic but just merely releasing some stress for the sake of making my life better.

Yes yes I whine like a bitch I know but that doesn’t mean I hate my life and at the end of the day, I will still suck it up and move on. Like what a friend said to me, ‘that’s life’.

Good Night…

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Don’t you dare come up with another fucking story to cover up your previous lie(s). I’m not a kid who can easily let you manipulate anymore. Stop fucking make it sounds as though I owe you one big favor or I must help you. I’m not obligated to help you as YOU are a nobody to me. I trusted you previously purely because I treated you as a friend. But hey, you proved to me that I’ve made a huge mistake/decision in my entire life, and that’s trusting you. I don’t care if you’re in huge trouble or if it’s just lies, you just fuck off from me. Call yourself a man? You’re not fit to do so or be one. And yes, I look forward to the day when karma hits you. Just you wait. And oh, our friendship ends here, this minute.

P/S Readers, don’t give any comments when you’re clueless about the incident or judge me based on this. TY.

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A picture speaks a thousand words.
& I have so many here, it definitely speaks more than that.

Two days straight of clubbing drained me out (but enjoyable). Sunday’s lovely weather is making it worst, making me feel lethargic all over. Love such a weather, totally chilly and comfy. I like.

On a side note, I swear my bb is really gettin’ on my nerves. Poor resolution, keypad dropped off, hanging problem, auto shut-down. WHAT ELSE MORE STILL COMIN’? I seriously need to get rid of it, as soon as possible, since the singtel guy don’t want to do an exchange for me. iphone 3GS or iphone 4? November please come fast. :/

Regarding the ‘mud’ issue, I think I shouldn’t talk about it here for there’s no freedom of speech in Singapore (although they claimed so).

Oh well~ Good day all

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Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start.

Fun night @ Butter Factory but witnessed a fucking unpleasant incident? Which I concluded that I hate mud. Not that mud, but THAT mud. (You know?) Yes, stereotyping but I don’t care. Majority of them ARE the same. Fuck.

24 hours w/o sleep, I’m dying.
Sun’s rising, time to catch some sleep before heading out later on.
and oh, it’s payday today.

p/s: more about the incident later.