To everybody who tagged: erm.. thank you for your support? Shit. I sound like I'm making a speech here. But u get the gist. Anyway, it was just a remark though it'll be carried out in the near future because I'm not someone who believes in this whole blogging business when you hit 19/20. It's just a personal opinion so don't take it to heart if you are already 19/20 and still blogging ok?
So anyway, screw cny cos it sucks every single year. I'm not that gian lui so the red packets don't really tempt me. No new clothes, no new shoes. Lets see. My dearest bf is gonna be out of the country so it's double boo. I can jolly well camp in the office and declare that I didn't have lunch break cos no way am I gonna eat alone(it's the last thing on earth I'd ever do. I can shop alone, go home alone, do everything alone but don't ever make me dine alone outside. Rather die pls).
Then there's the issue of my food rationing and daily caffeine intake. Doesn't help with the dieting process when my stamina has totally fallen lower than hell. (read: a futile attempt to complete at least 1.6km non stop) I think I should never try to exercise alone. I'm sure to faint one day by the roadside and no one will send me home.
I wonder how is everyone doing right now. Makes me miss school quite a bit cos back then, I get to see everyone everyday. Yup. Even if it means seeing some eye-sores. Now, it's the same kiam pah i-want-to-shove-a-wok-up-your-smelly-ass faces I dread seeing. B.O.R.I.N.G. It'd be nice if my darlings AFs could drop by one day and say hi. *hint hint*

*A disappointed look from him was enough to trigger the tear gland