if there's one thing that i have to regret, it would be rejecting my mommy's offer for breakfast this morning. i woke up being very, very hungry, but being half asleep and late for school, i guess i just told her no i don't need breakfast. QQ.

well, if there's a second thing that i can regret, that would be using my words like stones hurled at him.
... but again, i do not think he deserves better treatment.

a certain rogue told me that i should start blogging like a girl. like, 'dear diary'. so here it goes.

DEAR DIARY.

i had a chain of bad dreams last night. must be the curse of sher lang. dammit.
i dreamt that ...

• Angel is taken away from me! (which is going to happen very soon in september. after all these years, i have never got down to getting to know the gender of the dear golden retriver, but i really, really love it.)
• i dreamt that min jia is being an ultimate bitch and i don't want to talk to her at all anymore. im so glad that this is just a dream.
• GWC was on fire. the cause of it? the belgium waffle machine.

i think that is enough for someone to wake up crying, but i didn't, which is good news. but thats probably because of the fact that i'm late for school and my tamagotchi kept screaming for my attention. i need my coffee like, NOWNOWNOW, because i stayed up till 4 last night in attempts to do FYP report. stupid xin jian came and disturb me simply because he 'thinks that there's no point sleeping early during a holiday'. and because of the conversation, he got me craving for strawberry cheeseshake. and i wonder how would a ONE brownie cheeseshake taste like.

choices, darling.
choices.

urh,
LOVES,
YINKWAN. (:

 

p/s. stages of addiction: positive attitude -> experimentation -> regular usage -> abuse -> dependance. based on that, i think i'm on the way to being addicted to starbucks.