I hate feeling like this. One moment i'm teetering on the brink of extreme excitement as there might be a slight chance of seeing Jay in person tmr and the next I'm feeling utterly miserable as i glanced down at my pile of econs notes, among other things. Why did i allow myself to fall into the vicious cycle once again? I know how it feels like to derive my motivation from something. I feel like a fool. Freak, hate having my feelings mixed like rojak.
Haiz forget it, I shall learn to love myself more.
The first para was meant to vent my anger, now i shall come to blog what i wanted to in the first place - Father's day.
I made a card for my dad =) Front cover Left side, a wee bit bhb. Main page
Father's day Brunch - Yum! Chicken cooked with green apple. Hmm, a touch of sour taste melted within soft chicken cutlet. Havesome? Prawns steamed with garlic. Fabulicious. Ah hah, the best dish. Crab pincer fried to perfection. Served with scallops drench with black pepper sauce. Omg. Mummy Dad.