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A few shades redder and tanner

Thanks guys for the Valentine's gift :D Photo so cute.

12/02/10, RJ went to Palawan Beach Sentosa for Take 5. It was awesome fun attempting to kick the soccer ball and playing captain's ball with the class even though we got owned by the teachers. Sad that I missed MT '07s sandcastle building though, 'cos a certain someone didn't tell me they called while I was miserably embarrasing myself with soccer AND they didn't call back D:

I think whatever reputation I have in RJ ish gone after soccer and Rodeo Bull. Forgot to tie my hair so I probably looked like some crazy woman. & I think my paint job on Elizabeth's nails were HORRIBLE :/ I'm SORRY ELIII. Will practice more Heh heh. Tonight's my mom's turn (((:


But it doesn't really feel like Chinese New Year in RJ. No Chinese New Year songs, no decorations, no sea of red, no traditional chinese costumes, just games and more games, sun and more sun. Feels weird and I miss SCGS and DLSS for the festivity spirit.


Lepak-ed at Vivocity level 3 after Take 5 with MT '07 & got called a pedo after playing with this cuuuuute boy and his sister. Lousy OG-lings hmph.




The sun has been crazy the past few days and I'm
sun burnt. BURNT. And its' quite bad, until it actually hurts D: Oh wells. Been getting scolded by my parents over my disgusting red face. Not like I could help it == Can hardly sit under some beach umbrella the whole time at sentosa can I. So this year's CNY will see my hardly-seen relatives thinking/saying that:
  1. This girl ah, put on so much weight. Her face so round now. Then they'll tell their daughters: "SEE this is what happens when you eat so much. Better don't be liddat."
  2. Telling me: "What happen to your face ! SO RED."
  3. Telling me: "Wah how come so tan now ah" zz. So I'll be 黑黑胖胖 instead of 白白胖胖. How comforting.
  4. "How's school & studying? A- levels?" EVEN WORSE, I've got to see my bitchy, nose in the air, skinny shit, sarcastic distant aunt who will ask about school in the most 'I'm better than you' way and talk about her children. zz. Hah. Don't think I don't know that she wears the same qipao every year.

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