I need to blog.

Not because I'm bored. I'm pysched out. Confused.

I'm panicky and paranoid now. Ok, I'm always panicky and paranoid.

Recently, I have a habit. I love scaring the sh*t out of myself worrying and exeggerating about my future. Being pessimistic about it and thinking everything will never turn out right because I am such a screw up.

I just want everything to turn out well and right. Find a job while waiting and get everything done. I keep stressing myself and I realise it's stupid but I just enjoy doing that everyday.

Someone strangle me awake.

I had to carry on with my life although it baffles me sometimes. So I went to my first ever musical that is still in action, multi million project. Don't play play. Yea. PCK Musical.

It bored me a bit.
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Ok. Fine.

A LOT.

But when you see everything end and Gurmit Singh's daughter went up to present him the flowers. It was so nice to watch all that. Reminded me of our drama last time. Although the play was a tad boring in the beginning, I've learnt to appreciate it. They sang quite well actually.

The tickets were free and we got pretty good seats for a free ticket. I was expecting us to sit like WAY above or something. I wanted to watch this musical and it was so nice of Moses's aunt to give them to us.

Yea, Iris's 20th birthday yesterday. Sent her a parcel with her gift inside because I knew I wouldn't be able to meet her with all her planned celebrations going on. Well at least I made an effort to and I know she knows I love her. Hah!

It was also the last day of Club X at Boat Quay yesterday.

Anyways, I'm going to be on weight watch. I better control my diet. Eating too much although I'm sick. I'm still sick and I still can't taste but I eat a lot. I better stop.




"30 dollars? NOOOOOOOO."

"I can't do 30 dollars, I sell you 30 dollars, today you come, tommorow I close down!"

Signing off,
!Eve