I'll bet all of you don't know that one of the missions in (my) life is to be able to sing this song:

Indeed it is rather frivolous mission in life, but zomg the song's cool :O

And the fact that I think being cool is important shows that I am a highly insecure person who requires the validation of other people! When you put me down you are actually hurting me in a very deep and erm, personal way. Yes. Your harmful words may inadvertently cause me to... binge eat on Hershey's Kisses D: which is both good and bad, 'cause Hershey's is awesome, but at the same time binge eating leads to a higher fat percentage in the body, which gradually leads to obesity (and everyone knows obesity is bad and gives you a higher risks of many horrifying health problems such as a blocked artery (or three), etc. etc.).

Ohmygod I'm just bored. And headachey. I am slowly but surely turning into a goth!

Imagine me as a goth zomg :(

Drink 8 glasses of water a day as it is a detoxifier :D

Everyone should spam my formspring, because as I said, I need validation. If you don't spam it I feel that my blog is visited by no one, and I feel sad because it means I'm boring and stuffz. Erm. And I think I'm an awesome person! My lack of formspring spam slowly causes my self-esteem to deteriorate :O

Hmm today I attempted to do something kitcheny and the substance I put in the microwave managed to burn a hole through the bottom of the plastic container oh tian -shudders and faints-. I shall post the photographs I took of this another time to scare all of you into oblivion.

By the way, I got a new bicycle! It's actually a... family bicycle? (at the very least it's a my-brother-and-me bicycle) but whatever. It was on sale (._.) for like seventy dollars (only!) hehe. So on fine Sunday, my parents and my brother and I went to Plaza Singapura and visited Carrefour and bought it. We also looked at hamsters and we ate at some random, unmemorable place called Hot Tomato or something (I only remember it because of the tomatoes! They are firmly etched into my brain!). Ohoh we almost went to Pepper Lunch, but the bicycle was too heavy to lug around Orchard D: Somemore I was the one carrying it hmph (okay to be fair I wanted to. Because I remembered the rifles of ATC and decided to train my muscles! -cough-).

J'adore pretzels coated with cinnamon and sugar! Cinnamon and sugar is like... hugs and kisses ohmygod! Instead of touching me, you can give me a cinnamon and sugar pretzel and I'll be touched all the same (get the pun?! Touch/touched?! Hahahahaha not funny ._.)!

Goodbye. My grandmother unceremoniously turned on the light and robbed me of my inner Goth feeling. Instead the sunflower in me is unleashed.