Bangs

My one week of work-free uni-free has come to an end.
Productive week. Been eating duck cooked in all sorts of methods. Being burmese does have it perks i must say.

Aj hosted her 24th birthday dinner in one of the suites in Traders two sleeps ago and i can feel my eyes getting bigger as soon i stepped into 33rd floor where the skybar was located. Thats it. I want my birthday party here too*. Having a date up there wouldnt be that bad too? **

Deer Society has started following me on twitter. I feel somehow flattered. They're like this collective culture group based in KL, Australia and Sweden. One of my buddies were bragging about them. So i guess they're kinda neat.

I was complaining the whole week to ma about how my bangs were poking me and since it was lunar new year, Aunt M my hairstylist was away for a week and so were most stylists. So i decided to take matters into my own hand (not like i've never done it before) and trim my bangs. Mission accomplished but they still look heavy and i hate when that happens. So there i was, camwhoring with newly cut bangs at Aj's pretty much famously acclaimed glowing bowl inside the suite. It actually looked pretty cooler in real life. Oh and the dress that i was wearing, i sketched it myself. :)


This lifestyle has got to stop though. This way of thinking has got to stop. And maybe its my womanly hormones, but i ticked off quickly these past few weeks and i dont like myself for doing that. So here's to more positivity and optimism.
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*wishful thinking much
**double shot of wishful thinking much