Reckon that I haven't have enough sleep.
I almost didn't wanna come home today cause dad told me his too busy to pick me up (his not even home by now) then I thought there's no point in coming home.
Then again, I can't go anywhere -uncle's house- without my toiletries!
You can't expect me to sleep without carrying out my daily routine.
There's too many to name.
And so!
School today.
Took 1 hour to get to school..
Boring details you won't wanna know.
Mum bought me a pinkie ring which is too big for my pinkie
and too small for my ring finger.
I tried wearing it on my ring finger and my finger turned dark purple after a few minutes.
Finally its raining!
So was Sunday.
Love the air-con in RP =D
But I'm always going to toilet before I finish my water.
Today's webcam pic.
I shall take a webcam pic everyday and share it with all of you.
& I've learnt how to draw my eyebrows. Nice?
You wonder what this scribbles are.
I was
Hence, wrote all these. Click to enlarge.
There's something you and I just gonna know.
No one will bother about you if you're moody. You can choose to ignore/forget about it.
If you can't, just right it down.
Sometimes its not that thing you think is bothering you, bothering-ing you.
Do you get what I mean? I hope I'm making sense or some at least.
When you write, you'll realize.
I spent the entire time on bus writing all of these, wanted to type out everything but who will bother to read?
Its super wordy lah! Plus its too long for me to type out :p
Retail therapy-ed, remember?
Wanted to shop more than just Charles & Keith in view of the fact that I had my card with me. But..
Am too young to end up like Rebecca Bloomwood in Confession of a shopaholic.
I used to spend all my money in shopping to lift my spirits or keep it high till I forced myself to walk out of the mall just now.
To be honest, I was in Causeway Point and mum called to ask if I'm studying in Johor..
So ya.
Cream wedges.
And a bracelet I threw in while paying for the wedges.
I'm going to bathe then hit the sack.
Good Night.
I love all of you,
ClaireChing.
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