Another Sunday in town.
We had our late lunch/early dinner at Far East.
I want to shop.
Then to the Flea Market at Mount Sophia.
I went there too yesterday and I had to climb the very high staircase.
I almost drop dead during the 1st climb cause I didn't expect it to be that high.
Lesson Learnt : Learn to trust rumours sometimes.


I swear I can shed some weight going up the stairs everyday.
Then Istana Park for some chilling out time.
:D
I went home by 9pm. Early. I know.
I like my blog, because there's my picture plastered on it. VERY BIG! ehehe!


Things are a little screwed up but its getting a little bit better than yesterday.
I think its the hormones that killing my self-esteem. The curse of the female gender, urgh.
I hate it, I hate it with every single fibre in my being.
Whenever my self-esteem runs horribly low, I can't even look at myself in the mirror.
I'll do anything to kill that damned reflection. I won't be myself, desperately wanting to be somebody's else. I try so hard to be someone's else, someone so much better off than me. I seek refuge in just stoning, dreaming of the other world that seems so perfect, surreal. I know this isn't healthy, to be acting out in a perfect happy place but that's the only escape, at least for the moment. so in times like these, I'm glad someone would be on the phone with me till 5 am accompanying me and just cheering me up. I've missed you. I might not be the main attention now but please, think of me sometimes okay.

(: Thanks alot.