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so she says;






hehehehe;
Sunday, April 08, 2007

i have an hour till my show start. (:

and pack my stuff for tomorrow.

i really must mug hard. exams are coming ): i spent too much time doing un-wanted-needed leisure.

the week has ended. its gonna be a really exciting week and nerve-cracking one.

and oh.. i saw ash, i mean ashley. he hates it when people called him ash when i recalled. he looks cute with curly hair. i even forget to mention that. he was driving right beside me. the light turn green so i didnt manage a hi in time. so i met him by the entrance. i couldnt really concentrate while talking. i dont know what's wrong with me in the day time. he was like saying bye and asking me to take care. usually i would say things like "see you 'round" or stuffs like that but i just throw him a smile. and before he left, he exclaimed, "i saw you in FHM". thinking hard which issue was that and thomas came to my mind almost instantly because he said he saw my picture on singapore bike's forum. i smiled again. i didnt even know what to say. million thoughts were racing through my mind. the pressure is taking a toll on me, seriously. )":

my niece came my place yesterday. she is ultra adorable. i feel like squeezing her tight. she is barely two year old. the way she call me was "yi" and looked at me with the big round eyes. she kissed me so many times. i always call her "xiao ji" cos she's like a little chick so busy walking around. i can imagine when she is 20 and i am 37. hahahahaha.

speaking about 37, reminds me of andy. we were driving along jurong point the other day. and he asked, "have you been to jurong point?" i laughed. of course i do. i stayed in the west region all my life. he is a east-side baby but during his army days, his camp is nearby. i was like saying, "i came here when i was like 12?" so i was saying again, "you were only here when you are 20?" and we count back, when you are 20, I'M ONLY 8? that means PRIMARY TWO!!! and you'll only see me AS A SMALL GIRL IF YOU MEET ME BACK THEN. its not really that funny but how amazing we are friends now. he is 12 years my senior but IT DOESNT FEEL SO AT ALL UNTIL I REMIND HIM I AM HITTING MY TWEENTEN SOON AND HE'S LOSING HIS BIG TWOs already. how scary's age a thing.

i seldom dreamt. i have DREAMLESS NIGHT practically all my life. but last night i dreamt about shane. reflecting, we aint really close friends, like totally. i cant really remembered what it was all about but i thought i saw his face inside yet i cant even remember how he looked like in reality. how strange. and have you ever have dreams but you wake up not having any impression but the exact same thing did happen in real life some time later? and you stand there absorbing everything because IT DOES REALLY HAPPEN BEFORE, clearly in your dreams.

cj knocks your socks off.

@8:40 PM