I was crying my eyes out two days ago. No one's fault, but things happened at the wrong time and the wrong place. I've been using this as an excuse for ages. Mama says I should have learned long ago and stopped crying because I need to be strong. So just because I've had several guys in my life previously means my heart is automatically immune to heartache from the current guy? That's freaking crap, seriously. But the part about being strong is true. Tiffany and Perryn told me that our tears are precious, and that God keeps many, many jugs of tears in Heaven. Perryn agreed I would have a lot more jugs than her. Bah.


I'm addicted to Jon & Kate +8 on Starhub Channel 70, Discovery Home and Health. If you love kids, this is die-to-watch-for-reality-show. It's about a married couple who has 8 kids in total. The oldest 2 were twins, and the rest of the 6 children are sextuplets (meaning 6 babies were born at one time). It is amazing how they manage the kids. But they're all very cute. My sister influenced me to watch it, and I keep yelling for my mum to come out of her room to watch it, and now my dad wakes up at 5am to watch the programme too. My favourite boy is Aaden, the boy with the spectacles. Simple reason: he cries the least. HAHAHAHAHA.


Wah Daddy is awesome!! He gave me money to do my hair!! As some of you might know, I'm darn sick of colouring my hair and I hate it when I've to spend money to recolour my hair when the black root are showing. So I'm going to do jet black. Yes, jet black like this. Not even dark brown. Ru's gotta get used to my hair being the colour as hers now. I am not going to cut my hair, as everyone knows, but I'm dying to trim it because I want my hair to grow out faster. Faster, faster, faster, pleeeeeeeaaaaaaseeeeeeeeeeeee!