Haven't been doing much except sleeping in late, eating late and sleeping late. It's the ultimate weight gaining routine man!
I think I'll probably die from some imbalance of something cause my lifestyle's so erratic and topsyturvy. Haven't been going out alot and I think it's turning me into a sociophobe. Or maybe I'm just getting old and you know how old(er) people don't like to socialise.
I remember once, I haven't left home in many days and when I saw this huge crowd at topshop, I got kinda frustrated and a little flustered. Maybe I have a phobia of crowds (agoraphobia, I just checked it on the net. I like these somethingphobia words!) too.
Or maybe I'm just getting too dependent now. Like I can't go outside alone? Okay, I know it sounds lame. Haha. Yeah okay, whateverrrrz laaa. I don't know whatthefugg.

I watched Dancefloor just now and I don't think it's gonna be half as good as So You Think You Can Dance. I really liked the show, especially towards the end where almost everyone was damn good. Haha. But I still think I'll miss the Singapore shows - Ch8 Dramas, Ch5 Sitcoms, ChU Variety shows and the copycat reality TV where I might see my neighbour saying she's the next Superstar - when I'm gone! Boo.

Anyway, I'm gonna get my wisdom tooth extracted. I don't know when but I am gonna do it before I leave cause I really have to and I really want to. It's making my teeth crooked and I don't wanna leave it till six months or a year later cause by then I think I'll need braces, which will then cost more money, pain and vanity-sacrificing. For the record, I am damn scared. I still don't know where my threshold of pain lie on the pain-o-meter, I've never in my life had my tooth extracted or anything except polished at the dentist ever and this is gonna be an mini op, I suppose. Someone please tell me it doesn't really hurt that much.

You know, I was excited and anxious more than anything else about going to oz like one month ago but now I'm just nervous, scared, sad and really guilty. I feel bad for like almost everything I do and it's driving me crazy. You see, I feel bad about something and I just keep feeling bad about it and all these things run through my mind when I close my eyes and then I think I'm on the brink of death. It's really tearing me apart cause I can't sleep unless I'm really really really tired, which is really really really bad for health, right? Back to going to perff, I'm really scared to go now! The only consolation? I won't be alone. Yay.?

On a brighter note, four more days till the porklet's return! Yayzxz!

And the ultimate sweetheart!!

OMGzz. Cute right?
And she finally mastered playing dead, complete with hands up, surrender style!

I really hate to leave her alone...

I miss you porklet... Best of luck for your exams and loves you! (:
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