Something horrible happened!
The stupid blogger is not letting me upload my pictures... Too much pictures... I guess... If my blog can talk it will say,"GOSH, can you stop taking photos, you narcissistic nincompoop nitwit!" Well, stupid blogger, I love taking photos and I'm a vain person! Can't deny it!Lately I have not posted much words... Just pictures... Good thing about it, it will prevent you readers from having myopia... Too much words will cause Permanent Eye Damage, PED? Tomorrow I will post the pictures of my Crazy, fun-filled, soap opera, dramatic, birthday party...
To the male readers,Thanks for the responds on the topic about short hair girls... It was a great responds... I think I want to start a controversy.... But on what base? I should think about it... Hitherto, I'm off doing my microecons project... Take care and goodnight!
Guess I have not found the meaning of true love!Related to the post about the sugar daddy, this unknown person thinks it's bad. Well I have not felt true love so I just spoke my mind, I don't think having a sugar daddy is wrong. But if I did manage to find true love, I would not want to have a sugar daddy.
By the way, I am searching for guys who like girls with short hair... It's a really rare... Please do leave a message whether you like or do not like girls with short hair... (this is meant for guys!)
Hey I am going swimming...
THINK!(The title is not related to the post)Yesterday
Mas,
Sadrina and
I, went to Orchard to check out Topshop to window shop because Mas will be getting things from Topshop today. Mas was so crazy... Sadrina was so fucking sick, but we still drag her all over town. Mas went her separate way so Sadrina and I went to Esplanade by the bay to watch a performance,
MOCCA. MOCCA??? I have no idea about them too..
Fardly joined us soon after, he gave me perlini's silver. Fucking great! Then i left after the first half of the performance. Met
Wandi for awhile. We went to Marina Square... I got my FIRST ciggarette pack LEGALLY... Wuhoo... Ate at Mcdonald's to eat... Off we go, home........
Sell my soul for the second time
I'm
cheating on youI just
can't believe that it's overThis fire is
out control, i'm gonna burn this city, burn this city
Inside of me(The words above are taken from songs, coincidentally it turn out that way!)Anyone wants to be my lover... My sugar Daddy? I want to have a sugar daddy, rich guy and reliable. I'm a
Chronic Shopper(according to Iskandar) and a
Materialistic person(according to Khairi)..... I need someone to support my SINFUL habit. If I have a credit card under my account, I be fucking bankrupt. I want a
boyfriend who can
give me the love but I need a
Sugar Daddy as my sideline for the
stuff that I love. Can you see the
Irony?