just to let you know i'm still alive..

i have been M.I.A because i haven't had a break.
yes exams are over but i'm working 9-5 monday to friday. forget weekends i'm working then too. i need to slow down but i can't.

no time to smell the roses because my roses have all wilted.
maybe when things are less hectic you'll hear from me.

JJ is coming next week!! do a little dance.. or jig

yes my birthday was last week but wait another while for pictures.
the night was good fun.

xoxo to all those who came.

clucky-ness at 3.05 pm

me: omg! that kid is so cute! he's the cutest mostest adorable kid that's ever walked into the clinic
DocBoss: are you feeling clucky?
me: err.. i don't think so.. maybe? can't be!! i'm only 21!
DocBoss: age doesn't matter you know.

noted: on the 10th of Jan at 3.05 pm Lyn felt clucky for the first time and the world hasn't ended yet. wow!

btw the kid's that cute coz he's mixed asian and ang-moh. very fair skin, chinese features and big eyes! typical. mixed kids always seem to win in the looks department. life just isn't fair


xx

shopping to cure the soul

there's been so much bad news circulating around for the past few weeks that it's hard not to get upset about things. so i decided to make myself happy and treat myself to a little retail theraphy. i know, i'm a materialistic bimbotic bitch.
so?
i'm not asking anyone to sponsor my treatment. it's all being forked out of my own pocket. so stfu if you're going to say what a daddy's little princess i am.


so for a few hours of blissful ignorant happiness i bought this :


Tsubi Lean Bean Grey Worn jeans
to ease the pain of the mini hole i just burnt in my pocket i keep telling myself that it's 30% off.

sorry. but in the eyes of the superficial money does buy happiness.


xx

Pimping (dot.. dot... dot.. )

it's not what you think it is
this bout of stress has lead to the one thing i hate.. pimples..
they've evaded my forehead and decided to stay and multiply at the same time

they're ugly and hurt as if a microscopic idiot has dug little holes on my head
i am turning 21 but my face still acts as if it was just turning into an adolescent

screw uni for the unnessecary stress that caused this traumatic breakout
at least i finally finished that essay on oscar wilde
my adoration for this man that changed society's outlook on culture has turned to mild dislike


worse thing is i have to help with the preparations for LittleBoyDian's birthday and also my own.. which is in fact not that far away..
i'm just too damned tired at the moment.. and i still have more assignments to do.. grr..


plus the little bugger who always calls me jie but is in fact older than me said this today

LittleBoiDian : you're my jie coz you look older than me and have more experience in life..

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