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Wednesday, 12 December 2012
Just got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real

12/12/12. Apparently it's the last we'll ever see. Which makes sense...there wouldn't be a 13/13/13, or likewise, a 14/14/14 and so forth.

I remember 11/11/11 like it happened yesterday. Actually that whole period. It was such a time of hope and anticipation. 11/11/11: Last undergrad exam, followed by a night of misadventure filled with spontaneity and conversation that flitted from the deep to the light-hearted aspects of life. I liked myself so much more then, and I know I'm on my way to becoming that person again.


Pity I doubt 12/12/12 would be all too exciting or worth remembering. I'm likely to spend it clearing the pile of laundry that desperately needs to be ironed/folded...and then possibly chill-lax-ing and recovering from the past two very intense days. I have to mention that my friends have amazing stamina when it comes to shopping. Well I suppose that stamina carries over from their personal marathon-running-lives. Such a bad idea to go serious shopping with two girls who also make hobbies of marathon running. I can barely run 5 kilometres. 

ANYWAY. Here are my two gorgeous friends after their haircuts, which went very smoothly, unlike mine....which as usual...yeah, the usual. I should have gone with them when they asked me to but you can't rewind time, no, you can't take back what's been said and done D:





Alright...my hair isn't that bad. Nothing, I repeat, NOTHING can ever be worse than that one time in APRIL 2011, when I went to some Indian barber/hairdresser place and got my short hair cut even shorter. I honestly don't know what I was thinking. Correction, I probably wasn't thinking, so I should really say - I don't know what possessed me when I went in there. Alright that is all. XLB breakfast/lunch with MencyBoy now (triple yay). I haven't seen him in forever...our friendship is really random, and always has been since the days we were just kids (think Primary 3 or 4. Gosh we were only 8 or 9 back then). He's gonna kill me if he finds out I'm so late because I'm blogging about random things. I don't know what to blog about...I just feel the urge to do it.

Lucky for me, he's never gonna find out!!!! I don't think anyone even reads this thing (lol). Apart from some people. I mean, who cares enough to read about random things I write that (a) aren't exactly intellectually stimulating (b) don't make the world a better place (c) are so random and don't even follow a particular train of thought consistently. I mean honestly, most interesting blogs have a really strong theme, be it, food, fashion, photography, lifestyle, beauty..you get my drift. Mine is random. I write whatever comes to mind.

Alright this is it. I have to find my direction! Oh dear, how am I going to do that?

love, 13:59
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