2 days aft the expensive facial at mary chia n the blackheads are back! i can't believe how much those blackheads love me.



n 2days aft the facial, i finish my book in wat is really a mere few hours. i suppose i m either extremely bored or like wat my bro envisaged me to be; extremely horny. i would prefer to indulge myself in the former since it was more of a love story than a sex one though i dun deny reading sex scenes which are aplenty is those books.



i guess i like reading cos it always ended in happy ending and my entertaining mind always make a good companion to a book with the vivid colours it adds to my imagination. PLUS, i get to envisage guys with the kinda looks u dun get to c on the streets at all n for which i suspect is the main cause of me being rather handicap in the guy-ogling department.





one day i would love to write a book too, write abt those things tt only happened in dreams or wild fantasies. i would write abt a person as neurotic and boring as me (and all other female leads in books) with a happy ending with that good looking guy with the sorta way too exciting life.

see? it sounds boring already. i knew i nv was and prob nv gg to b endowed with literary skills. even my chinese creations so far pales in comparison with the many other "novice" works.

i wonder if there ever was a day i could fill in the word "writer" or even "novelist" under my occupation.

now THAT would b cool n for once, i will think tt my life really is how i want it.



ps: within the short span of a few hours including gg out time, i managed to re-read my book a million times over.

♥ 2:20 PM