came back from a buffet at hanabi. it's much better than the last time. wouldnt u join me next time? feeling drowsy, sleepy, and reluctant to do my weekly fin3103 finance essay haha. but im going to be HARDWORKING later once it hits 1045pm, after a warm lovely shower. and tea and bunnypyjamas!
it has been a magical day. here are the ingredients for magic - add 10 HUGE colourful helium balloons, junk food and breeze at macs, nice malay guy at the shop, envious little kids at parkway, cucumber and miso beans,cod roe salad, dirty talk and fantasies, the 3 dressed-up and cam-whoring-already 4-year-olds at hanabi (dont smirk. they look all set and ready to grow up as pretty girls), the $150 hole in the wallet, and a possible weight gain. perhaps the backless vintage dress kinda added to that magical bit too but it was meant for dinner at Secret Garden, not the alternative Hanabi (haha how silly did that last statement sound??)
my sister is in my room now talking abut her swim at huatong ah gu's place with the baby cousins. she jumps and lands smiling in my bed, chats a mile a minute with that smile stil on, never stopping to breathe or look if im listening (but i am, i am..). jiarong is now 12 year old (say hello :D?). she is so cute. i forget how old she is sometimes. she still feels the same -like the 3 pretty girls at hanabi who are 4, a third her age. i gotta remind myself time again that she's twelve twelve twelve! she's alwyas such a baby in my eyes..when i was 12 i was making big-sisterly orders to the 10year old and 3 year old. when i was 12, i had my very first SORTA relationship (?! we didnt even dare to talk much) with the very sweet chongyi. when i was 12, i read books from sidney sheldon and secretly understood what sex was all about. i got all these from my 12 year old journal entries, which i religiously wrote everyday. such discipline as a primary 6! where has it all gone to?
OH! DISCIPLINE! which reminds me...ive gotta shower and do my finance essay. this is abrupt but ttyl