In the Mirror

When was the last time you looked at yourself?

Aiyo... the scar on my nose... ish.

Ok, like seriously, when was it? Looking at the mirror while combing your hair or wearing an earring does not count. 'Cause you'll be looking at your hair and ear instead of your face.

It's so silly, but yea... I just had a good look at myself this morning, after I-don't-know-how-long.

So many black heads. ARGH!!

Cindy's 3kg birthday cake, in the most girlish shade of pink.

Everybody's turning 18 already. Tomorrow HuiChi; next month KhooYuan, Terence and Philip; in September ChinYang, Derrick, Octo and Chieh.

Not that I envy them (bluek, no way), it's just that it seems we're growing old so fast. I just wanna remain 17...

Like it's possible. Lol.

I used to love chess during my primary school years. The thing is, it makes you look smarter.

As a teenager now, chess still gives the impression of smartness albeit mixed with a heavy dose of nerdiness. It's been a while since I touched chess.

I think Adam passed me an air-bourne virus.

No, it's not influenza A(H1N1). It's M1L0. So addicted to milo now. I must have milo, or neslo at least 3 times a week.

Oh and I'm addicted to babies. I must hug, cradle or cuddle a baby.

Joanne started smiling already. Every iota of frustration and worry suddenly dispersed into the air when she started to chuckle and laugh.

Ah... babies~