It's a bloody saturday and i can't believe im not out with the love.... And the only reason is because i have some family dinner shit at my cousin's place at 6 that i was forced to go. If it weren't for this crap, i'd be getting ready to go to sentosa already. It's a perfectly good weather.. it isn't too hot but there's nice sunlight and its windy.

-throws tantrum- i mother fuckin want to go to sentosa and not this dinner crap shit fuck.

As if today's dinner won't be a torture, tomorrow, the 7th level of hell awaits me. I have to go visiting.... I hate to visit. Fake smiles and wishes in exchange for red envelopes with cheena pok chinese words and pictures with money inside. Of course i only want the money.

To make matters worse i'm on cough medication and that shit makes me fuckin drowsy and more temperamental then i already am...

I think it's best i'm sick on cny, because i won't be able to eat alot of things and i won't put on weight. :D but i still detest dinners and visitings. It sucks balls...

suri thought at 4:48 PM