Today's anniversary was bloody good. 19 months of happiness with my baby. I cooked him chicken, corn patties, bacon strips and bananas glazed with butter. considering that it was so last minute, the dinner was quite yummy. I don't know what it is about today, but everything seemed dipped in romance...magical even. Don't want to talk about it too much because the magic disappears the more you talk about it. Let tonight be something special that only we will share.

Baked cupcakes with my favourite girl today. I feel buttery all over and I still have sugar granules stuck beneath my fingernails. I think that girl rekindled my love for baking. The cupcakes turned out really yummy. I can't wait to give them to marcus! He didn't really like the ones i made last time cos he said they were too sweet. Too bad, he has to like this batch cos I put in alot of effort into them.

Had my first minor car accident today. I told you morning drivers are savages! The other car was scrapped pretty badly but my car managed to get away with just a few tiny scratches. In fact, they're so tiny that my brother, who was in the car when it happened, couldn't even tell where I hit my car. I feel so shaked up about the whole thing. I swear never to be so reckless and careless again.

was feeling really emo this afternoon. I had just got back from lunch, my brother was out, friends were not available and the only thing I had for company was season 2 of will&grace.

I don't mean to sound melodramatic, but i think i'm in bad shape. According to will&grace, the 5 pillars of strength are health, family, friends, work and love. If i were to write down what I honestly think and feel, I only have 2 pillars of strength as of right now.

This emo mood is here to stay.

I think I'm leading the most uneventful holiday ever. All my friends are travelling, doing internships, doing charity work etc. And here I am, enjoying life as a snail.

My results were released yesterday. I actually forgot that my results were out. My brother casually reminded me as I was lazing on the couch. So I scurried over to my computer and checked it on my lse account. Boy do i hate checking results online, my heart feels like an alien ready to pop out of my chest and my palms get impossibly sweaty. But all turned out good. *beam*

It wasn't until a few days ago that I found out my nose has been plagued by blackheads. I've been rubbing my nose for the past week and wondering why it's so rough. Well, mystery solved. BLACKHEADS. Clusters and Clusters of them. Yuck yuck yuck. Under further speculation, I suspect it's the face cream that I bought from new zealand. It's supposed to be from lamb's wool that contains lanolin which I think is too rich for me. I was totally suckered into buying it. There was this whole pamphlet that said the reason why shepards' hands are so soft and smooth is because they come into contact with the oil in lambs wool. Damn lambs, shepards and nature, you've given me blackheads.

I wasn't all that thrilled about completing JC, but one of the few things i was grateful for was not having to wake up at an ungodly hour just to make it to school on time. But now that i've taken over the role of mom, I have to wake up at 6.30 and fetch my brother to school. I have no idea how the hell my mom has been able to keep this up for 20 years.

It's quite torturous. Drivers in the morning are savages.

They're savages! savages!
barely even human!
savages! savages!
Killers at the core
They're different from us
Which means they can't be trusted
We must sound the drums of war

that's from the pochahontas soundtrack by the way.

I'm bored to death at home.

My parents have gone out of town for 2 weeks so i'll be babysitting my brother till they return. I'm watching disney playhouse with him right now and it's really irritating how the little kids speak in such perfect english.

today, my hot date and I have decided to watch superman returns. We've got to make a trip down to the pharmacy after that. After which, I've got to sit down with him and make sure he finishes all his school homework.

ok, i'll blog later. Lunch is calling. I've got a chicken burger with my name on it. toodles!

have you ever felt so frustrated that you start crying? Have you ever felt that the only way your anger will ever go away is for you to wring that person's neck till you can feel his body spasming beneath you and you can see his eyes bulging out as he struggles to breathe?

I'm so hopping mad right now that i'm seeing double. But I don't wish you were dead, yet. I want to lay a thousand curses upon you but I'm still sane enough not to because i'm superstitious and I will feel some kind of remorse if those curses were to come true.

I guess this proves your point that i'm a psychotic mad bitch who forgot to take her meds this morning. Brava!

i'm helplessly addicted to prison break. One year of tv deprivation has turned me into some kinda starved animal. I watch things obsessively now. I no longer follow tv shows on television. One week is just too long to wait for the next episode. No, i must have the whole season before I allow myself to devour them all up. I can sit infront of my laptop and watch 10 episodes in one go, stopping only to eat,sleep and breathe. Sounds piggish and gross, but i'm living my dream man.

I'm so damn annoyed right now. I've finished 15 episodes of prison break and I don't have the rest. I need it. I'm a tv junkie. Correction, I'm a prison break junkie. ok, I won't be surprised if people are imagining me sitting in a dark, damp room with my pupils dilated, watching prison break over and over again. It's not far from the truth, but i shouldn't portray myself as such a couch potato so I shall this obsession right now.

God Bless tv.