WOOOOSSSHHH.
just got back a while ago from dinner with chrys, jm and wen hao.
though it was a short but lovely two hours with them, time was well spent.

headed to the gym after service.
wen hao was already there since 3 plus.
i cannot go to the gym with that guy seriously, all he does is cracking me up with his jokes and stupid stories.
something hilarious happened while we were gyming.
the gym instructor walked up and asked me "where's your towel?"
i started to get worried because i forgotten to bring mine and also forgotten to buy one.
i saw a towel lying over the window ledge, pointed to the him saying "that's my towel lying over there."
he didn't quite believe me, he stared at me with hie eyes wide opened and said "WHAT??? that's your towel?"
LOL.and so he walked away.but i believe he was still looking at me to see if that's really mine.
that kuku wen hao said to me " eh you'd better take the towel in case he ask you again.you take the towel, walk pass him and use it to wipe your face and say loudly that its yours."
goodness, don't boys ever use their brains?

reality sucks a hell lot.
in my dreams i'm an art fart who can afford expensive clothes&bags and pretty shoes.
okay so random i know.

I loved you on this day. I love this memory.

my dad's nagging and its getting on my nerves.
pfffttttt.