This have been keeping me up, till I overslept and missed class this morning. Pathetic, I know. But oh so addictive. Thanks to you, Jellie_Beanie!

Don’t get yourself addicted at this place.

I have very similar clothes as the doll’s. Which makes it all the more fun. First doll is my prom look.

Speaking of prom, I so fucked up my diet. It’s the hormones I tell you. Time of the month soon and I just can’t stop eating. I sort of hate myself now. Just last night, I had congee and a Ramly burger for supper. SUPPER. It’s horrid, my confidence is hitting the pavement, my arms are like two elephant legs. Shit murthafarker shit. I’m going to bloody hulahoop for 4 hours. You hear me, I’m going to bloody do it. And I don’t care if my whole waist gets blue black. Grrrr.

Alright, I just got back from college. It only took me 3 minutes to hand in my paper but 1.5 hours stuck in the traffic. It didn’t help matter that I was so bloody sleepy.

But guess what, I’m currently as awake as as a hyperactive kid who just got herself a sugar shot. It must be the coffee. The kitchen ran out of both Lipton and chinese tea so I had to resort to that horrendous drink to fire up my brains. I just can’t get accustomed to the taste, unless it’s laden with chocolate. However, there’s only one other way where I’d willingly consume black coffee - with sodapeng or yaucharkwai!

Cream crakers (sodapeng in cantonese). Forget Jacob’s and other crappy brands, Hup Seng wins hands down. It’s the only brand that produces buttery and fluffy crackers. Coffee soaked Hup Seng crackers are addictive. Goes well with hot cocoa too!

Chinese crullers (yaucharkwai in cantonese). Fried to golden perfection with a tinge of savouriness, coffee and crullers are a match made in heaven. I have them almost every Sunday for 15 years, nuf’ said. Not to forget, they are perfect replacement for croutons - throw them into your soup and of course…bakkutteh :)

Wow. I’ve just finished my paper. In the nick of time. Haven’t slept for the past 24 hours. Wow. I still have to drive to college to pass the shit up. Damn I need sleep. Wow.

I have something long, boring and brewing in regards to my previous post. Maybe I’ll post it after passing up my paper.

Anyway, whenever I’m feeling stressed and bored, I tend to do silly things to pacify myself. Otherwise, I’d binge on food, which isn’t so wise.

Word count - 129 / 1500

Level of stress - Above average

Solution - Pseudo makeover

Nowadays, I can’t stand people who wallow in self-pity. People who can’t be happy for themselves, eventhough they’ve achieved something. It makes me sick. Yes, I used to be one of those people, but I have realised that at the end of the day, you either choose to be happy or not. The world isn’t against us. It’s really about perspective. And it doesn’t take much to know which is the best.

The thing that bugs me the most is these people are actually pretty fortunate; they have the career going for them, loving family, caring friends and so on. But why on earth are they so depressed? It just screams ‘dramaqueen’ to me. I’ve been trying to avoid toxic people like that. Friends who whine incessantly everytime he or she sees you. Occasional self-deprecation is one thing, but talking about how depressed you are because your “unconditional love” is unrequited/betrayed by some low-life, every freaking minute? That’s a whole other ballgame. Then again, misery does love company, doesn’t it?

How could anyone withstand such negative vibe? It’s a mystery to me, for I can’t.

++ Edit ++

I do not prejudice against people who are in depression. Depression is not mere sadness per se, it’s a disease. Depressed people tend to shut themselves out from the world, as I personally understand. In this case, my heart is with them who are clinically depressed as they are in such severe condition that it affects their lifestyle, appetite, habits, relationships and etc. However, my patience runs short with those who have relatively fabulous life (and usually they know it) but choose to whine and toxify everyone around them. In other words, they literally hunt for people to puke over. I hardly pity these people for they desire none other than attention. Perhaps, being ‘depressed’ makes them somewhat…I dunno.

My crowning glory is tamed. After having endured months of bad hair day, I’m feeling extremely relieved. I vow to take care of my hair from now on instead of letting it grow into a dishevelled mess.

Ignore my sans makeup face, I know I have to do something about those dark circles =P.

I normally gamble once a year, during Chinese New Year. I missed this year’s turn as I wasn’t in the country. The new year was spent so awfully that I’m still feeling bitter about it.

So yeah, I didn’t get my gambling fix this year. However yesterday, after a supper session with Jayna and the gang, we decided to play chortaidee (a variation of poker I guess). I have no idea what it’s called in English. Anyone here know? Wow, I was on a winning streak….started with RM3 but won almost RM30. Yeah yeah small ciku win, but it’s 1:10 you know! Then I lost everything. Damn. Although in actuality I lost only RM3 but still feeling some heartache =(. I could have gotten a nice top with RM30! Oh well, still it was fun! The adenaline rush of finding myself with royal flush, hehehe.

I made tomato soup. Just tomato puree, water, chunks of random vegetables, some herbs, salt and pepper. I’m going to have the same crap for a couple of days. I need to be lean and mean by Friday. Prom night!!!!

Oh my gawd…i made XSF !

This is too awesome. It’s hard to articulate my feelings. I’m just feeling…..humongous-ly honoured =D. Thank you Joe. Nobody makes shrimps more delectable than you.

And thank you to everyone who likes the pics *smooch*.

Check out what’s making me so ecstatic here.