happy 18th!

me and wang just entered our 18th month!! thats 504 days whoohoo! being the arty farty person i am, i decided to make a card for him. so i gathered all kinds of things i can find; furry heart, a keychain thing with a bell attached, a dragon ball card of a character that resembles wang most, an old arcade card, pills, buttons and my hairbands, a bottle used to contain solution for my earholes, and lots of wang wang and spongebob stickers.



of course the paper must be pink. DUH(bimbo!! i am). all the items are pasted on with trusty uhu glue and as an additional precaution, i've wrapped book cover plastic over the whole thing so the items wun go missing, and the card is protected from drool shud my beloved hug this card to sleep.



we went to watch jay chou's secret. he told me his bunk mates say its very nice. he said all their girlfriends force them to watch secret with them, and he is the only guy who has to persuade his girl to go see with him. haha. i din regret going. the plot is very good and i cried.



den as planned we went to marina bay to eat yuki yaki. but the whole place is so freaking crowded cos its the fireworks festival! on one aspect i blame myself for choosing such a lousy place and on the other hand, i really felt this urge to bomb singapore.(dunno if i will get arrested for this) WADS WITH THESE STUPID PEOPLE? how come they like to do things that flows with the crowd?

things like national day, chingay, countdown parties. waste money and stupid. i think countdown parties happen at home or the chalet, not zouk. ZOUK IS STUPID. i may be very subjective here, but call me agoraphobic if u like, since i suspect i may be one. crowds are jus not my thing. it annoys me, and drives me up the wall. its like u are standing very close to many highly undesirable ppl, smelling their "ba-wu", and still have to pretend u are having fun being elbowed in the ribs and high heels jamming in ur toes, as the case in zouk portrays.

plus fireworks mean ur money are exploding in the sky ok. see, the green one is the gst we paid when we eat swenson's, the red ones ur father's summon fine, the blue ones ur shampoo tax. i agree they are spectacular and pretty, but not so that i am willing to pay additional 2% gst to see ok!(i'm a typical singaporean wad)

back to my story, i din get to eat yuki yaki. as my sports ppl shud noe, i get pissed if i am hungry. tt time when we went orchard the gang took very long to decide where to eat and i repeat the phrase "i am hungry" at the rate of ten times per minute. so we travelled to a more modest place- parkway, to eat ajisen instead. at least my lamian taste good. slurp.

and my wang din buy anything for me cos he tot i wun buy things for him! how can like tt!! actually is we sort of made a pact not to get anything beforehand but still, wad happened to good old flowers? tho i think they are useless cos they rot in three days. so just get me a ty beanie! hai.

we din take any pictures, cos i felt ugly that day. it ended well tho, but my claustrophobia still exist. i hate crowds!