Thursday, January 29, 2009

yes, since jazzy wong beat me in writing an update of the bitch gang picnic, i suppose it's time for me to write mine.
the picnic was fun, though i'm still sad that christine, xq and alex didnt join us.
i guess certain things, just... happen.
moving onnn, the picnic itself was fun.

PICTURES, PICTURES.
i'd love to have put everything up, but tonnes of them are really unglam, thanks to our spontaneous photographer, cepheus chan, who snapped pics with a lightning-quick trigger finger.
so exciting, TEEHEEHEE.




'as i was saying, relationships are really important, don't you think so?' asks jazzy.


'no, i don't think so,' replies azri.










phoebe looking pretty, and me looking stupid. (who took this pic?! must be jag)


personally love this picture.
the background and everything is nice.
not bad, belinda! :D

- - -

accommodating everyone is exhausting.
like suddenly i'm supposed to be there for everyone, in this way or another.
more often than not, they don't give two hoots about how i feel.
hg called and started venting at me about his workplace when i was having a high fever.
it was all about him, when i should me having some time to myself, to recuperate.
butt feels the same way and it's hilarious (in an inane way) how we said our anger was enough to reduce our rooms to ashes, or scare away a herd of lions, or.. make medusa lose her hair.

it's tiring really.
waking up feels tiring. )x
it's like, i see new messages on my phone.
some ask me whether i've found them a job.
some ask me out, when i don't want to go out with them.
some ask me whether i can do this or that for them.
nonetheless, it's heartwarming to see the sms-es that i WANT to see.
i can't wait for swimming at yj's place in a few hours.
i can't wait to meet j and sheenabong for bridewars. (3rd time!)
i can't wait for dinner with p, j and sher.