i went shopping with jean today! :D
i seriously don't know where i got my energy from. I slept like 3+am last night doing the hellashit science report and i woke up at 8.20 D:
When i was supposed to wake up at 7. oops.
Yeah, anyway. Went shopping with jean cos' i am a wonderful sister and SHE'S (WAS/STILL IS) FINDING HER SUNDRESS.
For this birthday party themed thing at the beach! I think its muchomucho coolioo :D
I think a party at the beach is extremely practical cos you've got the location, it's fun and free :D
Too bad daddy is alergic to those stupid sandflies at the beach D: And because of that, we hardly, or never go to the beach D:
NOT COOL >:/
nvm, WHO WANTS TO GO TO THE BEACH WITH ME? *beams*
jean bought a sort of beach looking top but no dress D: Actually I only want her to buy a dress only cos i can wear it too :D
BUTT, at like 4.10 we rushed home when WE HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED SHOPPING D: cos marge met this lady who needs somebody who is at least 15 to do this sanitary pad survey.
WHICH FREAKING PAYS 25 BUCKS!
like omg. so you can see why we ran home all the way from the mrt station.
5 bucks for me only D: 9 bucks for jean and marge each,2 bucks for joan - for lame reasons >:/
i told marge and jean to be nicer and give me 50 cents more each, but NO. They were so selfish. hmmph.
okay. motivation. I NEED TO DO MY HOMEWORK.
crappyass.
jean shall motivate me. she must! If i'm going shopping with her again. WHERE'S THE SUNDRESS LOVE?
Daddy says if i buy some more stuff i will pay for it with my own money D: idiot.
i need to be controlled. and asleep.
i shall now sleep longer hours for the sake of my inflamed, red, sucky loser pimples. Which is sooooo horrible.
Either that or i must grow! GROWWWW!
and i'm growing fat.
Oh yeah, carly is the name of a girl. (i am so ignorant >:/) she's cute! But doesn't look ang moh yet.
Okay, so i ate like 3-4 freaking huge muffins by myself D:
i don't think the fats on my stomach are just for the protection of my womb anymore! stoopid.
JOAN IS PRETENDING TO HAVE SOME EATING DISORDER. really. okay, that's what i think.
Yeah, she got all depressed after weighing herself and decided to eat waaay less than what she usually starves herself with.
But trust me, she's too much of a pig to have some self-restraint :D BUT DARLING JOAN, DON'T HAVE AN EATING DISORDER!
if not you'll be skinnier than me, which will make me depressed.
Mummy keeps telling me to watch what i eat because "You'll never know. You may end up like joan"
haha, that makes mummy sound so mean. But really, joan is close to mummy's size. Except she's more tonned.
Omg, i'm just ranting about fatness. Which makes me sound retarded.
i shall go plan a timetable! :D I'll never follow it but it's a start *swings arms*
and wheyhey, i might just finish my work on time!
yeahright.
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