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Monday, July 13, 2009
"with you. "

"and i need you boo
i gotta see you boo"


i don't want to. but i am. i can't let myself. but i am. i shouldn't. but i will.

sigh.
today.

if you consider sitting in a chair for 9 hours straight (with a hairstylist working his magic on your hair the whole way; dying your hair all sorts of different colours, and perming it and straightening it and whatnot) fun, then today was awesome.

I HAVE RED HIGHLIGHTS NOW!
WHOOOH! I LOIKEEE! <3
can nyp please excuse my highlights? :(
cause i really, really want to keep them.

kenny was really professional today. despite the fact he kept screwing up, lol. but i think i've already started disliking some of the other stylists/models. i'm almost wanting to practice like hell today so that i can outshine them. though i know i won't be able to. sigh. shit. i'm fucking nervous now. how the fuck am i to pose like them?





and celia goes:
"be sexy, yet innocent. sensual, but sweet."

i need a MAJOR confidence booster, right about now.
or maybe i just need a hug from baby. ):

i didn't feel too good about skipping school today. and i'm skipping again, tomorrow. shit shit. but thank God there's only a lesson tomorrow. boo. even that, i don't feel good skipping. bluearghs. fuck laaaaa.

met mary just now. we were randomly lepaking at bedok. wow. of all places, huh? we ate at kfc, and man, it's been 28373284723652 decades since i last ate there. haha. as usual, mary and i were having laughing fits throughout the time we were together. how can i not love my twin? ;) MARY ALJOFERI, I LOVE YOU LAH! hahaa. <3

i slept in the train on the way home like a tired motherfucker. i bet i looked horrible. with the ipod blasting and my hair all messily bun-ed up. but, i didn't even catch a wink of sleep the whole of last night. how can i not, not be tired? :(

bubble tea session with julie thereafter.
i love that girl.
she never fails to crack me up. heh. (:

dfvp test on wednesday. imma be bringing my notes along tomorrow to study as i get ready. fuck lah. i'm going to execute mission impossible 5 tomorrow. i hope all goes well. i don't want to screw this. i've screwed up enough in my life. enough is freaking enough.

anyway.

i'm going to be bimbotic.
and say this:
"i'm off to catch my beauty sleep now, ya'll." hah.
wish me luck darlings.

p/s: i miss you too baby. i miss you too..


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