my faye-wong-flush across the cheek is gone and i'm left with being browner. so long for my aim on achieving snow white porcelain fairness. seven apertures....seven apertures. it's a lazy tuesday. had a pear, pistachos from dubai and green tea. i'm itching very much to shop, but that will be a very bad thing to do. i have apertures to take care of...think woman! missed last week's elective lecture/am peeved/but they said all lectures were cancelled/arghs i even got myself a new notebook with glistening white pages waiting to be filled/...seven apertures.

choy-o-mine, you are so faraway, on the other side of the island, that's too faraway for me to handle.

so then, another cup of green tea to curb my dramaticised love woes.