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so she says;






your eye's betrayral.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006

i woke up expecting to feel much more refreshed. despite 10hrs of bed, i still feel pretty much the same. prolly age is taking a toll on me. oh wellsss.. 2 more days to my weekend (:

'a good year' was interesting, though not a two-thumbs up i shall say. another happily-ever-after show. its more of making choices, like between love and career. throughout the whole show, i was bugging him non-stop that the actor was not hot at all. how disappointing.

i'll be appearing in ads of Hang Ten. probably like those in their shops and newspapers. i went for fitting and its under Disney series. yes.. people will see me in clothes which are way too cute for me and clothes which i have never wear since i turn 10 but the bottomline is.. CUTE. i felt honoured to be chosen by them so watched out for the advertisement. lately, i have been watching what i put into my mouth cos the clothes are ultra fitting, like just fit nicely everywhere, includes their super-cute jeans. amazingly, i get to shoot with my very own male model. i totally cracked my head cos i dont seem to have anyone at my finger tips at that moment so mom actually picked Ben and he agreed. i guess its better to work with someone i am familar with and i figure we do look somewhat alike. people often mistaken us as a couple and hella, he is my cousin. so cross your little fingers for us ((:

i'm a member in xxxx. i'm a little taken back and i am still abosrbing in what i have actually done. i paid a four-digit sum which i wished i hadnt cos i so wanted to get that limited LV bag (there's only two in SG) ): i know dylan will kill me if he knows about this. i was so attracted to their promotions and end up swiping my card even more. this has taught me a extremely expensive lesson and i learn to be good. i shant turn down more castings.

i have yet to attend the Motor Show and i heard was not too bad but disappointing to some. i am slow so mr ng has the VIP and invited me there but i didnt wanted to appear with him. he's somewhat a celebrity and its not too nice for the media to see us hanging out together i supposed.

christmas is more than a month away from us, or rather me. i never really pay attention to festive season until some asked how would i spend my christmas this year. i never really thought about it actually. this has never crossed my mind, i mean prolly now. The eve falls on a Sunday and follow by Monday. that's all i need to know. (: and doing Christmas shopping can be a little tricky. i wonder....

love.

@5:44 PM