No Pain, No Gain.

Peanut slab from aussie from jean when she came back :D

Kiddo's swiss.otel mooncake which she left in the fridge when she came over to hall but I wasn't in, hahahah.

The last of the Seventh Comm.

Chee.kychocolate
12 pieces of guilt (:

OUR PHOTO IS FINALLY ON THE WALLLL!

New boots and, new laces!

PS: What I've been trying to prevent the whole week; injuring of the other ankle, actually happened during the warm up of S.unig. How mother unlucky. I think the tiong is of extreme bad luck to me, everytime she shifts back something bad will happen.
But anyhoo, I'm stubborn. Tried jogging it off, got it taped and cold sprayed before every game, sucked it up and played. Now it's as swollen as my left ankle (grrrrrrr) and it hurts reeaaal bad. =(

PPS: But whatever the pain, it was worth it. We kept our title; S.UNIG CHAMPIONS YO!

zero conceded touch downs as targeted. Sudden death or not, a win is a win. (:

Have Heart.

I've had an insane week, bitch fits from the fucking roomie (no, E.li).
The war is now on. Really want to burn her panties, bra, clothes, shoes and things.
Ultimate slut of the century without a doubt. =(

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Met Yanns and Wenzhen for lunch on Tues. Made the B.ishanclub girl travel all the way to westside B.oonlay for meee. =D Thank you, Yanns. It was short but awesome (as always) nonetheless.

D came over on Wed to save the swollen-eyed Phil with a box of 12pc C.heekychocolates! :D Love you please. And she spent 2 hours doing nothing watching me study. (: Heh
PS: I KNOW HOW TO DO THE P6 MATH QN ALR. HAHAHAH

Then a very silent dinner at Cry.stal Jade... plus An.derson's icecream (not that nice =( )

Ca on thursday was insane. So was the entire day. First W pangsehed us and G was hopping mad.
Training was alllllrightttt, taped both ankles cos I kiasi. Heehee
Then after training there was 445389 missed calls and 324830 messages from the distressed Roomie and bitch C.roomie. Had dinner in a semi-closing canteen and received 3267 more calls cos I forgot about FOC interview (YAY, CP!) and they were waiting for me so I rushed down from Cant2 to CantA without even finishing my food....
(PS: Dinner was pretty agonising having to put through with the conversation......)


Then returned to Room with 1+1+1+1 t.iongs. Buy 1 get 3 free, thanks. Not like I even bought any to start with. And what's worse they fucking wore their shoes in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nabeh CB I SWEAR. I was so so soooo mad, you don't fucking clean the floor yet you bring your friends and wear their shoes in!!!!! Ultimate CBK, I went to speak to the Hall Prof like IMMEDIATELY and refused to return to the room. Waited for Eli to end cheer and we packed and left while the intruder decided to shower. ARGHHH.

N.tl on Friday again, 10-4. Both Capt. Sissy and I agreed we played better last week. Maybe it's the new addition of individualistic players. Oooohwelllssss. Ref-ed the next game, and koped a Jumbo Pack of gummies again. (: Yes, it brings a whole new meaning to the term "Sugar Daddy". Heh.
Had dinner with Ek and Angie at AMK where we listened/shared childhood stories til past midnight without realising. Ultimate.

Finally, bye week for W.tl. Just the right time so we get to rest for SU.niG tomorrow. =)
Finally, bought my new pair of booots! (White and maroon, simple yet pretty. Unfortunately, a nike pair cos nothing else caught my eye)

Ok, dinner time at Bo.takJones. (Super unwilling to waste my time queueing actually.....)

I am so sorry for the excessive vulgarities that reflect so badly on myself but it's seriously beyond toleration!
URGHH. Speaking about it makes my blood boil.

PPS: Still yet to cut hair cut hair!

My Dear "Problem"

So yesterday, the boot hunting adventure continued.
We ventured out into Queensway, yet our mission failed.
Neither did I, nor S find his boots.
For me, they were either a size too small or a size too big.
His, basically were just out of stock.

Tough luck cos we went from mall to mall and settled at Ikea in the end to eat our frustration away. (Haha)


Decided to take a chance and drop by JP and found a size 5. I normally wear a 6, but seems like this 5 fits, so I'm gonna go back to get it tomorrow. (:
D and I are gonna have matching (identical!) boots! Awesome. Shit!

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The size 5 does not fit. I did not get the boots! Sucks. Balls!
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PS: Yesterday, Patrick (the keychain) ran away from home. I guess it preferred the floors of Queensway rather than the cloth of my Adidas bag.
It's so tragic cos now nothing hangs on my bag; Patrick ran away from home, Spongebob was kidnapped by V months ago, and my Superstar baby shoe was stolen in KL.
THIS SUCKS.