I DO NOT LOVE SATURDAYS
ok maybe... too drastic but why would i not love saturday? originally i intended to wake up at 8 (which i did, i slept at 4:00) to go to the market/postoffice/bakewareshop to do my shopping cos i had chingay at 1:00 (chingay was another thing, i thought it was on sun but ps david enlightened me last night and told me it was today ?!*^#) and dad actually took my shopping list and went to buy all the items for me right before he flew off to KL! aww, i feel so pampered, of cos i still had to pick up the parcel later on but it just meant that i could rest more, thank you so so much daddy!

there was also martin yan & rachael ray this morning! they have very fascinating onscreen/off screen tv personalities which add great atmosphere to my living room.


i really must get ready for chingay now, wish me luck i hope i don't have the face of mr.grumpy till 6pm, and hopefully my skin gets better. it must be because i'm eating too much chilli, or not eating enough fruits i have dissolved pimples, and blackheads and all that nonsense running a olympic match on my face.

May i not procrastinate and start reading page 3 of the pilgrim's progress (crosses finger) (dad told me that i actually had a annotated/summarized/easy-to-read version of the book, which i secretly knew, but when i saw the book in my curriculum, i flipped the first page and went "oh... look. Ancient Rome. that should be more interesting") (however, M gave it to me for a xmas present, i'll give it a read and see how it goes)


rehearsal for The Chinese Gay Pride Parade
(thanks E!)

xo