Recent BBQs: I feel lost. Mommy says it's cuz I've grown-up. Wierd's e irony in e regret nw over my childhood dream of growing-up quickly realising.
Laughing out loud.
Time.
LAH.
THIS BLOG'S NOT DEAD YET~!!!

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My egg ain't hatching... it's stipulated to hatch by today but it hadn't... ohwellS, mabbe ltr.

Onto other matters, being stared at while eating can be sooo damn unnerving. Esp if you're nt too familiar with tt whoever tts's staring and want to leave a gd impression, or smth... I mean, c'mon, how glam can you look with noodles sticking out of your orifice and gravy glossing your lower lips? No matter how elegant you are, some food jt have e ability to destroy a person's xing xiang. And they jt have to happen to be e best tasting ones, somehow...

So I make it a pt nt to stare at others eat by ordering my own meal and stuffing myself even if I am still far from dying of starvation... can everyone who chance upon this article take note of this pt and try to turn our society into one tt's at least more relaxing to live in, in a bid to justify e high living costs. It's jt a small gesture, really.

Zomfgwthbbqchaoda! Since when had muh blogg become so filled with purpose. Lookie, I'm trying to propose an agenda!

I'm gonna attend some sorta a creative writing workshop organised by e USP in NUS... it's been long since I got in touch with my creative soul... I rmb writing compos in sec. skool and writing muh own short fictions... OKAY, attempted writing muh own short fics... but e pt is... all I'm writing nw's gp essays to e pt tt even this entry I'm typing had to sound abit like one earlier on... hope this workshop will re-spark some literary ability in me after such a bitter hiatus.

Digressing again, it was delightful to talk to some frens and realise they rmb me more than I expect demss to!