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Tuesday, January 01, 2008 @ 8:24 PM
NYE was fun.
burning plastic cup, sugar cubes, campfire games and twister.
birthday present from the boys.
the very colourful Topshop necklace.
girl-minority, as always.

slept till the GPRS came on for 41 bloody minutes.
slept till we missed our stop and all we said was "shit" when we could have pressed the bell and alighted fast.
smudged eyeliner.
slept all over my soulja boy and felt like drooling everytime i closed my eyes.
but i forced myself to not go into full-unconscious sleep 'cause i know my Japanese boyfriend wouldn't know what to do if he was really stuck in that sort of situation.

video-called him and made funny faces.
sub-consciously messaged him, telling him 19kb was sent during that bloody 41 minutes GPRS session.
shut.
i fell asleep.