my mum was on the bus too.
me : mummy, this is XX.
XX, this is
the empress dowager my mum.
oh dear. imagine that.
but fortunately, i didnt have to do that cause my mum knows him. and well, my mum would love for me to date him.
cramps were killing me the whole afternoon. really considered staying in bed since there was no tests today but mrs tan would have bugged me to see a doc abt my incessant migraines.
vicki proposed to ben today!
i tried to resist the temptation, of the sin, of chocolates in the moring. or any other time.
i tried to douse the bitterness of the liquor and the sweet chocolate with ice cold water. i scrubbed my teeth & tongue hard. but it lingered.
Runaway train never comin' back
Runaway train tearin' up the track
Runaway train burnin' in my veins
Wrong way on a one way track