Hitting the sack at 2.30am. Rising at 8.30am. This is absolutely not age defying but making me age extrinsically. Tut. Me fine lines arnd the eyes are showin. Comes with prominent eye bags. 外加两对黑眼圈．
燥了，我找不到句号．

heh. I'm just proud to be able to type in chinese again. Techie idiot as I am, for so many years, I never knew I could do that on my computer. "sua koo" am I.


It's the weekends I've invited the girls over for a pot"bless" session. If not for Irenes, I'd be in for a large surprise today. Wonder how it's like to have at least 10 expecting guests over with pots of yummies and a goondeh host who's decided fashion theme for the day-- Disheveled boho, opening the door exclaiming "Shit!! I forgot!"

And U know how they'd most likely respond? "Nice. You've pulled a Kareen on this one."
HEH. Ok. Fine. Im a scatterbrain. We've established that yonks ago.

I've everything up to my throat. Previously arranged engagements that cannot be undone... Council stuff, church decors (I'm saved by Prisc and her dad), PP, my decision to stay with Dr Ong or NUH for my orthodontic treatment, my perpetual complaints about my rubber bands (i must do it everyday. it blardy hurts. my mom hates it when i show her the rubber bands.) etc etc etc etc. I had the intention of clearing my wardrobe for the umpteenth time now..

No... I wont embarrass myself by taking pictures of how my wardrobe look like. Ur lovely impressions of me will be thoroughly ruined. "Kareen's wardrobe?" you'd probably gurn.

God had spoken to me. Last sermon. :) It truly felt like it was so. I was at the chinese service. Bro John from Taichung was preaching on the topic - Why should we believe in God?
He spoke of contentment. God showed me 1 Timothy 6:6-8 (King James Version):

6But godliness with contentment is great gain.
7For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out.
8And having food and raiment let us be therewith content.

I've a bursting wardrobe. And I've had 7 buffets for the past 2 mths. I should be more than contented. Ppl are worrying about food and lodging out there, here I am--thinkin about Dr Ong, boho fashion, decorations on the wall and newsletter articles. And how the em dash is not appearing. It's spose to appear when I type 2 hyphens. shit.

So there. It's the reason why I've not zonked off or fall apart. I wudnt even be writing this man. I should be grocery shopping, busying myself with the cookin and clearing up my cultivated mess in my room. But u know what? I'm contented. So my frens will see me as me. They shall embrace me as me. So I will play host-who-does-not-contribute-to-her-own-pot"bless"-livin-in-a-pig-sty.


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Of course I'm nt gonna do that silly. I've spent 15 min ranting on and I'm tired alrdy. 我走了，大家！