What really happens when you savour that feeling and flavour of the moment is that you'll see the glitters of chandeliers and balconies fraught with vine in Verona...
I hated cosmetics. I don't remember when did the animosity (strong word, I know) started. But I like it when people put make-up on me, especially whilst preparing for the drama competitions.
Me and all my ironies.
Somehow I grew fond of it, after all the influence I got from Cat and Mel.
I love my Silky Girl foundation and concealer. I love the eyeline Chieh drew for me before the Orientation Ball started. I love mom's Red Earth lipstick (WingYie loves it too). I love my Clinique blusher.
However I still hate the mascara.

Cindy!! I wore the bracelet you gave me to the Ball, this year and last year! Love your taste =D
Resha and Deirdre are already tall, yet they still wore 4-inch heels. I shall get 5-inch stilettos next time I'm with them.
He loves Manchester United so much and he is so sarcastic, there's this particular conversation between him and Nicholas that I remember so well:
Nicholas: Sir, you support MU?
Mr. JP: Yes. MU got a lot of good players.
Nicholas: Do you know yesterday's score?
Mr. JP: Yesterday no match la.
Nicholas: Got! Arsenal vs. *some team I forgot which one*
Mr. JP: Oh. This laptop can only check scores for MU matches.
Since he's also the ICT lecturer, I think he programmed his laptop to only check MU scores.

That sounds... bad. Anyway, I admit that I'm very vain.
Oh yes, I almost forgot. How could I, this issue of such importance -- my love.
Such a sweet darling. We even toasted to our undying love.
It appears that I kissed it too much.
P/S: Thank you JunRen for getting us the salmon (however you pronounce it). I feel guilty for troubling people. And thank you for those of you who constantly pray for mom, she's recuperating now, complaining about the boredom and food.
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