Who is the bugger who gave my latest mobile number to Rammy Bin Ramli? Many "thanks" to this person, because right now I'm receiving so many irritating stalking sms-es & calls. The bugger better own up, man!

My comp at home needs to be reformatted - I'm doing this at work because I can't take it and feel that I should jot this down.

If you think (or just realised) that the weekend movie tickets have dramatically increased and it's affecting your dating lifestyle as well as your pocket money, well, you're not alone. In fact, boyf & I have came up with something much more cool.

We only had to fork out SGD$10 for 9 pieces of McNuggets, large fries (without salt) and large coke, and then we went space hunting (somewhere not so hot and noisy at Suntec) and parked ourselves there. Then boyf took out his PSP, fixed the splitting earphones device (so that you can fix two pairs of earphones to one PSP) and watch then the movie/video.

Alright. Boyf's dropping by my house anytime soon, to help/tutor/install games into my new purple gadget. Hehh.

Btw, side-track a little bit - I'm hungry now.

Last week, I went out the whole week. Weekdays, as usual I have to report to work. Saturday, I went out for shopping spree. Sunday, I went out for Gma's wedding function at Tampines. And what made it special was, it's Gma - my cousin's cousin, who's a year younger than me. We used to play together with Teweek - long time ago when we were all kids, enjoying our holidays.

Anyway, boyf joined us (my father and I) to attend the function. Now, now, he finally met up with the rest of my uncle and aunts as well as seeing Teweek's relatives who treat me like their own. =)

Will upload the pics we took last Sunday sometime soon. I didn't managed to snap a few pics with the newly weds because we arrive slightly late.

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Oh! Let me tell you something, I've got 6 more days to pay back before the next Ramadhan comes.

Boyf, see you later.

Every new people I meet will definitely want to try and guess how much I weigh, and most of the time, their guesses are all lesser than the actual number. They'll be shocked when I tell them that I'm 45kg, because they said I look like I'm 40kg and below. Hahahahhaha. I think I'm born with heavy bones and skeletons, or did milk consumption really do the trick? A few of my close friends told me that I'm born with a gift of high metabolism rate. And that explains why I can only maintain this number for quite some time now, ever since I graduated from secondary school. There's nothing great about me standing at this weight, fyi, because my BMI indicates that I belong to the 'Underweight' category. And that is also the reason why I've been wanting to gain preferably 5kg more so that I can get out of that 'underweight' category once and for all. But what can I do, I lose weight faster than the time I took to gain - in just a speed of light.

I think my appetite is back, thanks to the right environment and the right kakis. These few days, as usual I'll have my breakfast with a cup of milk before I leave the house. But when I reach there, I'll join my friends for another round of breakfast, this time heavier one, prior to this group breakfast. Then a few hours later, it's time for lunch, and yes, it's a heavy lunch for me - again. Tea-time, we'll go down to grab maybe a packet of kinder bueno and munch on it. Then I'll either go home or eat out for dinner. Before I sleep, I'll have another one last round of meal - my supper.

My stomach bag - the organ within me - won't get any stretch marks, will it? Anyways, boyf has a new nick for me now, because he said I've been eating a lot, and am quite heavy for now. And guess what? My formal pants that I wore yesterday has got buttons at the back, and the buttons came off just like that; boyf said that's because I'm already fat, but actually my handbag was the culprit. Really larh. It's the bag, not the babat.

It's only the second week and I'm already feeling so vexed over what to wear for the rest of the week(s). It's not as easy as those times when I can simpy mix-and-match any tops with any one of my six/seven pairs of skinny jeans or skirts.

Anyway, I'm still waiting, continuously hoping and praying that I'll persevere and finally get to see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's as though the surrounding is being covered by layers of massive dark clouds, resulting in poor vision to the eyes without the lights being switched on. I am placing high stakes of faith on this, so I hope the aftermath is going to be a positive one. Insya'allah. But I am already prepared just so that in any case if it's not going to be what I am expecting it to be, I have already set aside some other fallback plans. It's just a matter of how I'm going to make them work. I realise that life at this age is in such a way that requiries you to be more open, and think of the next strategic plans.

On a trivia note, I am broke, but I just spent SGD$10 at Cotton On a few hours ago. Pfft! GSS is sucking my wallet dry.

I just realised that I need to get some kinda storage boxes to store my accessories and such.

Tentatively, I've got three more weeks to go!