frustrations
argh. ok, i dont mind my buddies having bfs. i'm over the my-friends-have-love-lives-so-i'm-a-pathetic-loser person phase. it's just that.. sometimes, i feel that i need to get out of the house to meet up with my gfs just for a day. one freakin day. ONE FREAKIN DAY!! is that so hard? is it? is it? sure, i can get go out with the guys but it's not the same. you cant talk to them about shopping and stuff... actually i can but it's still not the same. i feel like i need a therapist.
that's enough anger to last me the whole week i think.
OOOH! i had the weirdest dream last night. cant remember the details but it involved justin timberlake, britney spears, ashton kutcher, one of my hockey friends, ray romano and somehow awin was there too. yeah you go figure. and erm, in the dream i told j.timberlake i lost my virginity to him. i'm giggling as i'm typing this. can you beat that. that's my strangest dream yet. and i've had pretty strange ones in the past. but i always like them. oh yeah, i woke up at 11 just now. so i slept for nearly 12 hours.
oh ley, i read your post about gary dourdan. a bit slow right you! now then you realise how hot he is haha.. but yes, he is droolsome and i think there's nothing wrong with his nostrils! they're fine. he's fine. he's very fine. VERY fine. first black guy i've ever really lusted after.
and i've found my favourite public loo. it's in warung m. nasir on liang seah street. the same row as amiran's. i very lov that toilet. it's so cosy and retro with orange lighting and candles. they even provide magazines for you. i'm gonna go there to eat again just to go to the loo.