i ate a lot of food today. comfort foodie i am. just like veron and her cakes, i must have my milo and carbs. today's sewing made me so irritated, i almost wanted to pull my hair out when i had to unpick, unpick and do more unpicking. plus the flu and headache i had, i almost wanted to cry in the sewing room but i had to reserve my sanity... so i just sulk and cont sewing.

just because i find it hard to reject people but that doesnt mean that you can say whatever you want even though most of the time you know that i will keep quiet. and just because prior to whatever you do, with no objection, that doesnt mean i agree with you. likewise, silence doesnt mean consent.

God. i really wanna brawl my lungs out, cut my hair and stomp my heels all over the person's feet. can i still perservere? how long more?

i am not angry really. i'm what you call, pissed off and so irritated that i've reached the highest level of zen by ignoring everything. though the tolerance level is still pretty okay BUT push me one inch more and you'll rec oscar's poo on in your underwear.





ok. im feeling much better now. that part about oscar's poo is pretty funny. it cracks me up. anyway, nice dinner i had with veron, livi and gerald - a sinful and fattening carbonara/marinara meal. next one shall be a huge potluck party at botanical garden with cakes and milo for the 2 stressed out girls, while the rest can have their cucumber sandwiches ^^

rest if you must but dont you quit - i wont.

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