hello people! i'm here before my cycling session. :P yea right, back to life with cycling session almost everyday. will keep it up to avoid me thinking nonsense? heh.
anyway, gone emotional again because i am not feeling well. not sure why, first time in my life that i can't finish up the french fries i bought from Mac D. LOL.
bought myself a birthday present. definitely something worth buying and my sister is going to love me very much for the recipe i bought! :D talk about my sister, the silly sister of mine dreamt of me fell down from a high place as if i passed away and cried like a little girl. whenever i think of this, i found i have to love myself more because people who love me hate seeing me being sad for nothing.
i know but i still can't make it. time heals all wounds, i think.
if there is what we called fate, then we are not fated to be friends. probably because Buddha wants me to fall from high and learn not to rely on people that much. maybe i shall meet someone better in the future. i'm not that bad, right! :)
yea, think positive.
consulted uncle doctor too. told him heartburn attacks everyday and shiver whenever i drink cold drinks in the morning then he said i've got gastric pain and i need to take medicine for a month! tablets, :( serious it seems to be or my uncle wouldn't be that serious to me. heh. may i get better soon! :) new year ma, new hope. :P
talk about this lunar new year. i've earned a few hundred bucks selling cookies and bought a pair of slippers i wanted to buy for so many years. first time ever, i earned money too with my limited baking skills i've had. anyway it is expensive still for me but i think it suits me best and i still love it after so many years so i think getting it to reward myself is not bad though. ya right, spent a lot of money to reward myself recently. getting really poor even before my trip to Korea. LOL.
last but not least, pictures.
my all time favourite.
only creature that loves me more than himself.
leaving to cycle then. night, pals! xo#
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