It's Chinese New Year aka da nian chu 2. Sittin in my bro's room. Legs on his pillows. Again. Listening to his i-pod. Dont ask me why i dont buy one myself since i got my pay. I just love to keep the money. Alright alright. I'm one...thrifty lady can! Wanna get a handphone first. But heard motoRazar !Pink! has lousy functions. Well. Haven checked how much pay i've gotten anyway. *shrugs*


I'm not lazy! Am i? Cant admit it until my mum reminds that i cant go clubbing with my cousins(note: again) UNLESS (yes. she kinda yelled in her sharp!, snappy, squeaky voice) i paid my entrance fee and drinks myself. What can i say? The experience of being a mum of two nasty brats has definitely trained her to be one hell of a scary *!tooot!* herself. ohh. Haven cleaned my eye-shadow i put on two days ago on chu xi night. Yupp! I'm one hell of a lazy, crazy b****. It'll be washed by water anyway.


Chinese New Year has never been greater. Po pia tastes somewhat different now that we are missin one v.i.p member in da house. The rich family's still guarding their faces. Speakin of which, the rich, spoilt brat STILL feign ignorance since last year about his temporary amnesia of forgettin the ang pao ceremony. Hmm. Maybe his mum's make-up's too thick(the flaky one.Remember??) that it instantly blew one of his coiled hypothalamus(damn! i can still spell it!). And the effect's so dramatic it actually went rrrright through his wife's pituitary gland(his wife has a transparent brain), causing long-term damage now that he didnt manage to grab hold of the remedy given to him this year.

Hmm. You must be thinkin..
Sound DUUHH and atrocious and rik-diculous and insane and...atrocious Lois!!

The moral of the story is,

JUST GIVE US THE DAMN ANG PAO for christ's sake!!!

Right. Shall not let an immature brat (he's a father of twins already by the way) get into my Chinese New Year mood.

Where was i?? Right. We aka the ka cheng gang went clubbin at
Ministry Of Sound after reunion dinner. Saw a fast-bloomer-but-not-so-close ex-classmate. Geez!! Kinda a little conscious at first. But heck. Danced for about three hours can! Shaked my booty in the midst of some uncomfortable crowd(some ang mo who thought they owned the dancefloor) in the RnB dance room. Then shifted our attention to the main one. Heard that zouk or double O is better.

Next day. AKA da nian chu yi.
Got a little hangover from yesterday. Spent a hell of a boring day at grandma's place. Then went to movie at Cathay. Caught fun with dick and jane. Was alright only. I give it a mere 3 stars considering that i pick and choose movies to watch.

Well! Anyway, my bro was sayin that i standin next to Lorraine is like a punk-rock chick VS Japanese babe. So true. From two sweet innocent girls to two ladies who adopted two completely different styles. The change so apparent is so freakin' funny. Wonder what next year will be like.

Are you afraid of my transformation now??