Monday, June 2, 2008
And i dont care how hard it is for you to read this, but you've to continue reading all my blabberings kays. Haha. The skin is cute and thats all that matter. Hmph. Moving on.
And i think i've officially blew my shopping limit for the holidays. Hmm. So far, i've spent 300 at Esprit, 169 on a shorts from Armani,270+ on a bag from armani, which i'm supposed to share with my mom and 2 Calvin Klein bags which my mom bought for me. Honestly, i didnt think the shorts was worth it, and had second thoughts about buying it, but my mom just paid for it. Uhhh. and yesyes. It may be stupid to shop before before the sale starts but when it does, all the stocks goes out, and the sizes left are either ridiculously small and retardedly huge. So yes. Sometimes it gets annoying when you dont get your size and you really love that pair of whatever. Ohoh, and apart from that, the crazy
kiasu Singaporeans would practically flood the shop, that you've to rub bodies while shopping or snatch for pieces of clothings you want. Uhuh. No thank you. I think i prefer shopping without the sale on. Enough about shopping now i guess.
And i dont know why, but like for the first time, i've got like nothing to blog about, maybe caused i just blogged yesterday night. Still, its wierd, cause i normally force myself to pull my fingers off the keyboard and shutup before i bore those readers out there. Yesyes.
Ohoh. And check the song run by kutless out. Its rather realistic i guess, maybe thats why i like it. But whatever, the lyrics are good and so is the rhythm. So check it out.
And like i promised, i'll give paragraphing for every new rubbish i blab about. heee. Its like a compromise. You see, to not spoil your eyesight with a whole chunk of words without paragraphing, i decided to try to remember putting paragraphs. But at the same time, i'm spoiling your eyesight too by making you squint through the mr men and little misses just to read this very sentence. Haha. Yes. It amuses me.
And i've got to wake up at 6.50 tomorrow, and my brother intends on waking me up at 5. I hope not.
-OUT
angel.
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