what initially was supposed to be just a simple day accompanying my mom to the skin clinic turned out to be one hell of a shopping spree. i practically dragged my mom into the cab and screamed "UNCLE, GO VIVO!" okay nola, exaggerating. u know what i love about Vivo. ignoring the fact that its so fucking far. like what the hell right. i love the fact that u can get evrything in that one humongous building. searching for the shops, not that easy but u know its there. aaaaahhh beautiful (:

i love hanging out with my mother.i just cant stand the fact that she wont let me get anything for her. she wont even try anything on. and it gets me frustrated cos i wna do something for her, but she wont let me. wait ah, her bday, ive got smth mega planned. with ZERO help from big brother ofcourse. sheesh.

bought jeaaaaans. i love my jeaaaaaans. i wna sleep in my jeaaaaaans, can i mummy? today i step Little Miss Richie Rich when i havent even get my gaji. but who cares when i have jeans and tops and my Lonsdale bag and Havannas to roll around in. weeee. dah stop it.

ouh we also went to cut our hair. i insisted my mom cut her hair too, ON ME. and yes, she let me pay. like FINALLY. i love u mother. thanks for being the best (:

i look pretty darn kuku but i'll eventually get used to it. aaaand it'll eventually grow back too. why issit i can never be happy with a new haircut. i dont know. i have issues. darn work tmrw. i dont wna do closing. noooooooooooooo.