do what you do best. patrol the couch in your underwear.

i'm thinking you can tell where i want to be right now judging from the array of pictures in the last 7 posts.

i've lost 3 kg!! yayyyyyyyyy...if you're anything like big momma, you're probably thinking "only 3 kg???" well, up your ho, ho. no, not you, mother.

so to reward myself, i've been eating carbs. sssshhhhh....don't tell and i won't smack you. although i now regret that entire bucketful of rice. BOOM!! *fafa explodes into a thousand tiny fafa pieces* (because rice expands you know). speaking of buckets of rice, has anyone eaten at leo's bucket rice in usj? looks good. mince chicken bucket rice. yummm...

had a satisfying saturday night. eschewed the steve aoki thing to spend some quality time with peebee. but not before getting tipsy on dunkel at bavarian bierhaus. damn them germans make good beer.

in other news, my support system has abandoned me. pops and tater tot went off to fabulous japan and dynokim's in hong kong. *sigh* how can you guys abandon me in a time of need? i have interviews!!! why why why why why why why why??? i may be experiencing mild panic attacks thinking of the interviews (which are tomorrow) and using sleep as a tool of distraction to avoid thinking about it thus rendering myself unprepared. wish me luck. and hope and pray that i won't be my usual dolt self in front of the interviewers. also, someone please call me and motivate my lazy ass to write my personal statements.

i've got my eye on you, cadbury hazelnut dairy milk chocolate *squints at purple package*

**and why the hell do people keep telling me i'm chirpy??? i don't like it! i'm dark, moody, brooding. you know, ryan atwood from the OC.