Friday, January 14, 2005

"20... 20..." Olivia wailed last week. Yeah, I feel so old sometimes. And to you guys reading this who are older than I am: Yes, I think you are bloody old. 21 is almost ancient. And 22 is practically prehistoric. (I am so dead.)

School has been alright I guess, though the inertia is still rather strong.

Monday, after moving into PGP, I had Indian buffet dinner at the Guild House with the father (shiok), and then supper at Fong Seng, and so much for losing weight after moving back to PGP. (Lately, my appetite seem to be shocking everyone. I either "eat so much for someone my size" or "eat so little, how can?")

Our attempt at curling Shawn's hair (further) was a failure. Spent 2 hours? but the curls lasted a whole of 15 minutes. Might be a blessing in disguise though, we'll see.

Everyone seems to be having a damn exciting love life right now, the brother included. Parental Units have sent me on secret ops mission. Oh joy.


-- tee @ 2:17 pm |