arghh, my complexion is really horrendous these days. bumpy and really waxy and oily look, like totally infection that kind. :( it’s red, and so unhealthy! okay, okay. it might be the stress. or the oily fried western food i had lately; like today lunch was chicken cutlet. and the day before, it’s chicken curry cutlet noodles. FAINT. why all chicken and cutlet?! and spicy and and.. :( ah, then again, it might just be the stress. yes surely i’m stressed after yesterday’s bloody meeting? thankfully, burt bees to the rescue and my face is so tight i cant smile or flinch, and i can see EVERY PORE OF MY SKIN! cool or what?! somemore, my face is green :D so totally grossed, on the other hand..

IT’S PROVE THAT I HAVE PORES ON ALMOST ON MY ENTIRE FACE EEEEKS.but  yay, it’s lovely, the blackheads are gone! and i’m using every bottle of facial stuff that i have, patting it on my face and let’s hope everything will subside tomorrow!

i love it when a bad day turns out good. headaches during lab, brain was totally fried by the tabbing problem, lunch was not very cheerful, and i was feeling stressed and annoyed which is really petty to mention. and i love work when there are more than 3 people working as things are finished faster which means we get to go off faster wheee. and oh, i saw you today at the bus-stop. was about to jump up to my friend’s back when i saw you standing right behind her. i stopped cold, and for the moment, i thought of pretending i didnt see you but i thought twice, thrice and finally turned away and stood in the furthest corner of the bus-stop. scare? maybe. i am scared for no reason. i just dont feel like turning back and seeing you and pretending to smile in surprise and then engage in a conversation. sigh, this cowardy old me. perhaps, another time? when i felt ready and stronger, and in a heck-care mood?

something saddens me and i always forgot to write this down. always. it just simply slipped my mind at the end of the day so does it means it doesnt really matter to me anymore? i dont know if that’s a good or bad thing. tons of times, i see you at the bus-stop after my house. and then i think, what’s with the change? why dont you come to my bus-stop anymore? i’m sad about this, disappointed though i dont know why, and felt that the distance between us is sky-high. perhaps. no chats, no keep-in-touchs, no nothing. you only seems to be there whenever you need me. and i guess, it’s vice versa? i felt sorry that this is the way it turns out to be. what about your nothing shall separate us? have you forgotten? am i forgotten?

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i’m feeling hungry and there’s nothing except bread to feed on. and then a lightbulb suddenly sparkled off in my head as i stuck my head into the fridge. the mini-mars bar i bought a few days ago. ah there you are. perfect :)

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omg i love love love tamaki. can i have you as a boyfriend, tamaki? you’re everything - stupid, silly, uber cute, sweet, thoughtful only when it comes to others but not towards yourself, gorgeous, and so so so silly and stupid omg. hahahaha, and you make me laugh. that’s a very very important thing. i want a you so badly in my life, hahahaha.

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i had a nice chat with mommy dearest just now, and we talked about my school and work stuff. i complained, i ranted, i laughed. and then i realized, i didnt really ask her how her day went. i’m so selfish, arent i? :( i’m just hoping and praying that the one up above will bless her everyday and filled it with tons of laughter and happiness. i love you, Mom.

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the reason that i love mars bars is because it’s snickers without the nuts. pure heaven (:

my teeth is gonna rot, shucks.