Friday

It was our 7th month on the 8. We went to Jurong Point in the afternoon. When we reached there, just nice there was a Teen Titans show and we stood there watching the performance for awhile. I felt it was quite stupid though. We went to Billy Bombers for lunch, then window-shopped. After that, we went into 77th street, where I saw a top which cost $39.90 and I liked it very much. I bought it in the end, so I shopped.

For once, I worked really hard during tuition because I was rushing to finish my Amaths homework. Even Mr Toh noticed it. I'm going overseas next week and camp the following week, so that leaves me with no time for tuition already.



Saturday
My father is back from China. I don't know why I don't feel excited about him coming back. The waiting for him to come out was damn long. I also almost cried again! For what ever reason, I don't fucking know. So he's back now and I'm glad. I was moody at the airport.

Its 1.41am now and baby's waiting for my phone call. shit!