Sunday, October 21 @1:03 AM
ok i'm gg to blog something long today as said. But maybe you wont even bother reading it haha! Trust me. First let’s talk abt the last frantic week. Alternate days of significance. Expectations and needless to say perseverance. Having to fail each time and picking myself the next moment for different obstacles were definitely not any way near the word easy. So for the whole week I was falling and forcing. Falling and forcing. But well it ended on a fantastic note. See how frantic can be fantastic sometimes. Well it sure did.
Today was totally well-spent. Met Elvi, Kf and Farah at Chinatown this afternoon. Was supposed to meet Elvi at 1 actually but apparently I couldn’t… (as usual right.. ok less talk more actions/improvements) Went to the Sinseh and I swear it was damn funny. I swear kf is the cutest thing on earth. (I dint mean it when I said thing. You know what I mean. HA!) Then farah had a super random thought of cutting her hair. So yeah, we erratically walked and ended up at this salon that I used to go. And somehow I got influenced to cut too. And kf suddenly had the urge to do so too. So we did. And it undeniably came out remarkable.
And yes kf still is the cutest thing on earth. Haha (ask me and I will reenact what happen at the salon)
Da-de-da-blah-blah (don’t expect me to write about everything eh. Just writing the climatic and prominent parts)
After we went down to Peninsular as dearest Farah wanted to get skinnies, met Tristan there. After we headed to Raffles City to look for food but we ended up looking for toilet and went over to Marina. So no Fast food, on budget, we ended up at the HongKong café (like how budget please). I swear that was the most enjoyable meal I had. Come on people, name me “Miss witty.” Farah’s laughing gas had really made XinWang tremble and Elvi trying weird ways of picking guys up. How funny. (For those who needs reenactments again, msg me) after meal, we headed over to esplanade for some lovey dovey time and at midnight, we parted.
Climaxing right? Talking about Tristan, I swear she definitely left an impression please. A very beautiful one (impression is not attraction if you all are wondering)
And now, I have the rush of words to type.
Impression, an indescribable way of astounding presence. Impact, a hysterical force that is constructed and blast through people or things. Image, a portrayal that illustrate an imaginative being that will leave an impression and impact in a particular spot in one’s life.
Wonderful linked, isn’t it?
I have this major fuss that I wanna blog about but I think this entry is really long enough to be a story book so ya. I shall end it here. School starts Monday. tell me i will be dead by then? ):
PS: to Leng, long enough? LOL
Goodnight all (: