i have a great diet. you're allowed to eat anything you want, but you must eat it with naked fat people.

i found out the only way to look thin - hang out with fat people.
but where the hell do i find fat people?!
come to think about it, i don't have fat friends!

i think i'm obsessed with my weight.
do you think i can lose 5 kg in 1 month?
oh man...i'm so desperate.

dinner with nat, nic, jo, and san yesterday :))
i love those darlings!
shopped around with nic till the rest came.
i felt damn over-dressed beside her. why? because the stupid girl broke all her school rules and wore t-shirt, shorts and slippers.
she looked like she just got out of bed.
thank god natalie didn't take that long to come. hahaha...
seeing nat in a dress makes me feel like wearing a dress too :))

oh we had dinner at billy's :))
yes i know. hidden behind the innocent looking word billy's is the word fat.
but then, it made me happy!
should have taken lots of pictures!
us waging wars with our food, nicole and sandra fighting over the smaller bownie and less ice-cream, jo stuffing the hot-dog into her mouth, and all the unglamness amongst the glam :)
we need to take lots and lots of pictures the next time we go out ya?
i miss them all...

remember how we used to fight over the bigger potions, and now we fight over how gets the smaller one.
hahaha...and i mean fight and make a mess all over the table. :)

then natalie, sandra and i walked to esplanade, hung out at the roof terrace :))
i like.....
i think it was really nice to just look out at the skyline and talk like there's no tomorrow :)
i want a boyfriend!

sandra: jerine, you've got to admit that nobody's taste is as high as yours.

i've lowered my standards by a lot already k?
oh..and we've come to a conclusion as to how some people - i wont mention names in case they stumble upon my blog- manage to get boyfriends when we are single, and somewhat have better qualities.
well, expectations, expectations...

didn't wanna leave but mummy kept calling to ask where i was, and if i knew how late it was...
come on. it was like only 10.30.
i'm gonna start carrying my keys so she wouldn't nag till the cows come home.

it's like she's sooooooo afraid that i'd get rape.
and she thinks i'm showing too much skin.
ya...some bangla will sooo rape me just because i reach home 10 minutes pass 11.
please. even cinderella didn't get home at 12 on the dot.

me: it's only 10 minutes pass 11! you can't expect me to be home at 11 on the dot right? even cinderella didn't get home at 12 on the dot!
mummy: are you cinderella? and besides, there were no banglas at where she was living.
me: oh...like you know.

why do people always associate the minorities with crimes?
chinese cannot rape people is it?
malays are perfect is it?
caucasians are angels is that it?
pffftt.





i wanna go shopping!
and i'm no longer broke :))