i'm finally blogging after 3 days, i just didn't want pple to be reading how screwed up my life is, and how supposedly loving my family turned out to be. excuse the pun there. anyway, i'm much better, meaning i've come to terms with the fact that my boyfriend's isn't gonna be out this weekend no matter how hard i cry about it, so i might as well just save my tears for other occasions. and i'm also much better with regards to my family, i mean, what else is there left for me to do? emails after emails, even a letter came talking about what a saint she has been, all the sacrifices she's made just for the family, assuming the role of mediator in the family with such a heavy heart. bah, my foot! after my dear reads it, then i'll probably post the letter up so that you nice pple out there can see what grievances i've had to put up with.
enough about them.
my hormones are stabilised, i've survived yet another excruciating cramps *applause*. and my baby's gonna be out on wednesday night. not counting today, it'll be another 3 more nights before i get to see him, feel him, hold him in my arms *applause even louder*. yesh, i'm a survivor! so last night, i went to my ex-classmates' birthday party at downtown east. the place was just infested with little young punks, most of them wearing the infamous 'no rulz' t-shirt, and trying to make the best outta their pathetic little chalets with god-knows-what? *yyyeeeww* the thought of it brings shiver down my spine. anyway, i was only there for a short while, because i just cannot click with most of my ex-classmates. either i was just being too classy, or they just blatantly ignored me. whatever, kc gals will always be the notorious kc gals i guess. pity my friends weren't there or i'm sure it would have been alot better. took pics with the birthday gal, so patience and the pics will be up real soon.
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