bought a Ralph Lauren clutch/purse with my virgin tuition pay.
my mom is the (inserts bestest word in the world).
i wanted steak so off we went to Mad Jacks @ Jln Kayu for dinner.
i've got retarded neh neh pops for bgfs
HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY:
the girls told me they are going to watch this band poptart perform.
and nana started saying their lead singer's mom owns a "kuih tart" factory, she started selling them at geylang so as to recognize her hardwork the band wanted to be named pineapple tart but qah say since they play pop music, they decide on the name poptart.
feck. i was trying so hard to not burst out laughing at their stoopid crap.
i couldnt stand it any longer when 5mins into the convo, qah asked, "eh what's kuih tart uh actually? its pineapple tart right?"
someone please tell me, this crap above is not true. ive never heard of a band naming themselves after their mom's pineapple tart factory.
we laughed like mad women again when we were busy camwhoring at the bus stop and there's this lorry which stopped at the exact spot we were and the loads of mat reps inside looking at us, asking us to take their pictures too.
beyond embarassment.
im gna jump into momma's bed and sleep with her.
tmrw.
up at 6, macs breakkie at 8, school at 9, home by 2.
& hopefully, with my sheer determination of sweet talking to mom, i'll get to catch a midnight movie with the loverboy tmrw.
nyehs.
g'nights pretty strangers.
qah told me a gossipy secret & i figured,
we may not be pretty people lavished with beyond the world possesions but our love's genuine & we know we've got each other's back.
for once, i felt grateful that my boyf's not from a well-off family and our r'ship is not controlled by money.
& for that, im eternally thankful.
we grow up thru the financial hardships.
easy now, does not mean easy later.
money makes the world goes round but love makes the world stop.
it's ladies weekend with just me & momma at home.