i made a new friend many many weeks ago. he's green, he's chubby, and he croaks. haha..he's a frog. he's a thing named MR FROGGIE. i decided not to kiss him, thank you very much. i know the difference between reality and fantasy. yeah, yeah, i know..i've read many fairy tales where the princess kisses the frog and immediately, poof! the frog is some breathtakingly handsome guy, apparently, he's a prince. 'nuff said. you know what i mean. lol...but seriously, the froggie is so cute. my bestie, being as crazy as she already is, snapped her phone out and took a picture of the froggie. but, as usual, her photographic skills, are, well, need i say more? she didnt manage to get a good clean photo of the frog, so, me, being the superhero, took the phone, went really up close and SNAP! the photo was taken. syah was so damn afraid that i might drop her phone when the frog jumps up at the face, but luckily for her, the 'lil cutie didnt move an inch. the photo was so nice, i told her to save it and put it as her wallpaper. haha, see what happens when you've got 2 AJCians who are already 15 mins late for class, and trying to get rid of the nervous nerves..;p

yesterday, i went shopping. boy, did i shop a lot! i went to raffles city, and just as i was walking past the lingerie section, guess what i saw?!?!?! a guy, a eunuch to be precise (i think...) was working at the lingerie counter!!! he's NOT HOT, NOT SEXY, NOT HANDSOME, but GAYISH-LOOKING! haha...what happened to the old aunties and the sweet young-things who man the lingerie counter? what happened to them? imagine the embarrassment when some ladies paid to buy their lingerie. totally! it was simply radical! but anyways, i thought it was okay later on since i kinda observed 'him' and found out that he's simply one of us, inside of him, but on the outer facade, i can't say much. lol...

i have to rush off now.

High-tea to attend (lol, do i sound like some socialite? cos i aint, baby...)

(scoots...)