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Monday, August 04, 2008

I was motivated to blog at http://www.eelizaa.blogspot.com/ after I dropped by Tyng's blog.


Partially because my eyes were strained and tired as I stare at the red red RED screen.






Her blog is always so interesting I must say. :D








HOH MY HGOD.



5 more days to National Day!
11 more days to EXAMS! (holy freaking damn shit ass!)
18 more days to last paper and then HOLIDAY!!


HUAT AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



I have so many plans during the holidays!
  • Chalets- A MUST. (Benjamin Lee shan't bring his Nintendo Wii this time. Or we'll lack group participation.)
  • I'm gonna dye those black hair growing out like nobody's business.
  • I'm gonna go Night Safari - twice in two months (I have to support YR's TEP and I bought the tickets!)
  • I'm gonna go prawning - Most probably reading Cleo Magazine and eat prawns after that.
  • I'm gonna clean the house (nah. just kidding)
  • Alright. Maybe tidy up my closet. Maybe.
  • I'm gonna cook with my friend!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No. Not magee mee plus egg this time.
  • I'm gonna WORK WORK WORK. But I'm currently clueless what is my next job. Sighs.




Mum is discouraging me from going Orlando. She could speak without fear of contradiction...

"Are you sure you're going to leave the family for 6 months? It's half a year."
"Do you know you can get rape in broad daylight and no one will stop and bother to help you?"


"They carry guns, knife, blah blah blah.. bazooka... ......"

"Are you sure you can take care of yourself all alone in America?"




For a moment, I felt motherly love.. AWWW MUMMY!!!!!

Alternatively, I GO INDIA. Its time for me to find an Indian boyfriend.




Hmm. Boyfriend.