In life, what we yearned to need & what we need to need are two completely different things. true that?
AND SO .........
I ENJOYED MY SATURDAY (: *SATISFYING GRIN
was suppose to meet Eunice @8.30 but plan failed terribly!
that girl woke up at 8.30 on the dot, how punctual right?
was really too lazy & tired to get out of my oh-so comfy bed and we both decided to meet an hour later (:
i guess as age starts to catch up with you, you aren't capable of doing much. After jogging for awhile, i was panting like mad! Stamina dropped drastically :/ time to hit the gym :D had fun trying out all of the exercise equipment and yes, it was good to sweat it out. A good way to kickstart the weekend (:
Headed home showered, met my Baby G Nisa @ CWP <3 she knows me best (: thank you for the hugs Bby and for making me laugh, a genuine one. you always have the right words to say, always (;
i love you akip, muah.
Went to meet Ryan & waited for Daddy to come pick us up. Headed down to Mummy's office while Daddy helped her with some IT thingy. Read my " Female Brain " book as well as watched POE. This book i borrowed actually tells me how we females think. Y'know like why guys & girls think so differently and stuff like that. I ought to say, its pretty cool. Like i read that GUYS actually think bout sex once almost every hour while GIRLS think about sex prolly FOUR to FIVE times a DAY.
as well as all of us actually have a female brain but after a few weeks the female brains develope into male brains for guys and etc. Ahh, the wonders of the human brain.
Then drove down to Vanilla for Dinz with the Chang Family <3 and yesh, it was my treat! Fucking 200 plus bucks :/ but oh wells, everyone was enjoying the food so i guess it was well-spent :D and they totally deserve it, they really do.
They're always the ones who gives me a pat on the back and tell me that i can, they're always the first few to call and check on major events, they've loved and cared for me more than uncles & aunts do and yesh, i love them truckloads <3
xoxo, muah

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