
If the heart is always searching,
Can you ever find a home?
I've been looking for that someone,
I'll never make it on my own.
Was feeling very irritated these few days in schl. Nothing happened but just, yeah, felt like that. Think its cos of not enough sleep, read it in Seventeen few days ago. Oh well, since weekend is coming nearer so shall do someth real nice. :) Mummy's birthday is coming soon, only next week. Haven't thought of what should me and sissy buy for her and to do someth. Mummy suggested to go Sentosa on her birthday. Actually, not bad eh? :) Kristal is super excited and looking forward to prawning. Mad, she's realllll mad! Hhaaaha, but need Sissy to bring us there!
And anyway, the another Cupcake receipe worked as well as for the icing. YAYAYAYYAYY can officially bake them for people to eat already. :) So now i have to bake for Kristal, Sharlene and Sylvia. Baking during March Holidays. And maybe i should sell them, i can earn big bucks seriously. And please, its f. nice you won't even be able to resist it, that's what i can assure you. Even Kristal eat until she in heaven already.
One thing got me super pissed off today was when i took bus home, there was this malay auntie standing infront of me. I was carrying two plastic bags on on hand and msging on the another. She kept moving behind and squash and squeeze and my Art, which i spent like2+ hrs in schl to do, was almost destroyed. I tried struggling to pull the plastic bag out of her butt's way, and then she moved forward, turned her head, and then stared at me. She gave me that "What are you doing??!!!" look and i just dao-ed her or whatever you call that.
Irritating. And after a stop, there was a seat and the pregnant lady standing wanted to sit when suddenly the malay auntie just pushed her slightly, smiled and her and settled her f. fat bumb down. Like, wth is wrong with her??!! Then she kept staring, and i kept dao-ing back her. Although i may be childish, but sorry, i really can't stand this kind of people.
Useless piece of f. shit, i should say.
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