The Yearn..

I suddenly want to go see Pussycat Dolls. Which means I want to go Singfest. Everyone wants to go. Which idiot would invite so many superstar groups all at once, when they know that Fort Canning can't hold the whole country's population. I want to go, but I'm kind of broke, and the date of the concert is way too near my exams.

I have a photoshoot for Andy&Weave this Friday, and I'm still not sure what hair I'm going to do on my model. Isn't life just peachy. And presentation for my EssCrm project is on Thursday, ICT report and slides due on the same day too, and I'm not even halfway done. Seriously, shoot me.

I'm so stressed I'm losing all my weight. After exams, I'm going to do my hair again, and eat like a fucking pig. So I'll have great hair, and a full stomach.

Bye.

The Euphoria..

I'm so happy today. Finally, its going somewhere.

Bye.

The Headrush..

I am in a daze now. I have so many projects to do and so many deadlines to meet, I don't know where to start. Its crazy. And I feel like I'm on a roller coaster, not knowing what I want to do, when to do it. My focus is blurred, and I need to get back on track.

I know what's going on.

Bye.

The Presentations..

So many project deadlines. Argh!

Pussycat Dolls are coming to Singapore. I'm so sad I'm too broke to even see them. Its been a year since they last came out with anything, and their new single is real catchy. And the hairs are even better and sluttier. Whee.

7 months since I did my hair. Curly roots are popping out everywhere. I want to get my hair done again, because I'm getting tired of waking up so early to flat-iron my hair. I'm starting to take pity on my weave, being pressed at 180 degrees everyday. That's 70 degrees hotter than boiling water.

Bye.