Met Pris and Zech at Bugis for last-min Christmas shopping. More for Pris though, cos I have burned pockets since August and Zech is saving for his Bangkok trip. I'm super sian of Parco Bugis and Bugis Village because I walked the entire areas at least twice while waiting for a very very very late friend for 1hr 40 minutes yesterday, and today my very very very dearest Pris was late for 45 minutes!! SERIOUSLY, fate insists on setting me up with folks who ain't punctual. They are not only my beloved people, but also wonderously impunctual people.

Wonder how I stand them? Sometimes I just scream or swear if they don't have a good reason. But they never learn their lesson anyway.

Photo-time at MOS Burger!!

Pris and Zech say I look scary. They said my irises are too big for my eyes, especially since I have small eyes to start with. THAT'S PRECISELY WHY I NEED COLOUR CONTACT LENSES SO THAT I CAN APPEAR TO HAVE BIGGER EYES!!! My eyeliner probaby blew their comments out of proportion as well. Pris even compared me to my favourite Blythe Doll! If you don't know what a Blythe Doll is, see the picture below:

Sure I'm very much in love with Takara's Blythe Dolls, but surely my eyes aren't that artificial and scary!! Ok hang on I never ever agreed these dolls are scary you guys just do not know how to appreciate the art of doll making. Pris and Zech said it - Scary.

Nah! I found some old pictures of us. Think we kinda look different now. Pris lets down her hair more often, and my hair is not as curled as before.


I learnt something new about Zech today. He's one for the camera. Spontaneous and creative with his facial expressions. Here's our very first collage. We told ya you were never a guy but part of us.






















Was really tired after church and headed to Plaza Sing to get felt cloth. Can't wait to get my p****** done!! Will it stimulate HIS tear ducts? Maybe he'll just throw me an uneasy smile, like the last time? NONONONONONONO please. I'll rip the p****** in front of his face and throw it at his head if he really does that. Kidding. = p

And I bought a dress!! Been searching for it high and low, far and long, found it, tried it, loved it! I had intended to buy a red dress for this festive season but didn't find anyone I fancied. It's a spaghetti blue floral print dress, with a pleated silk sewn in the middle, acts like a waisted belt. I could wear it to parties, dinners or shopping. Sweeeeeeeet, baby. And my bank a/c numbers are vanishing.........blame online shopping.

Papa and Mummy said the dress was lovely, or so I thought. They have to think it's lovely, because everything I buy is either lovely or pretty or gorgeous or sweet or cool. Okay?