Emotional blackmail of the year:


If you won't comment, I won't blog.

If you won't tell me how much you missed me, I won't blog.

If you won't tell me how much you love me, I won't blog.

I learn fast, lol.

And I learnt this from Gracie. lalalala


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For a moment, I thought I'd committed a social taboo in my last post, which is why NOBODY left me any comments. I thought I'd horrified all my readers and scared them away, ho ho ho.

Well, if bitchy isn't your cup of tea, I promise to be nice from now onwards. Nice like spice, ho that rhymes!

I'm dancing in my room like a lunatic, somebody shoot me.

Did I tell you I'm actually looking forward to my birthday this year?

I'm bringing all my pals (sec sch gal gang & colleagues at UOB) out to a night of drinks and wobbling (of fats) on Fri nite (21st Jan).

Do come along, any of you who reads this and who knows me.

I haven't really decided on the location of choice yet, any suggestions, anyone?