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Call me nikki or ella, both are fine with me. I'm a proud filipina living in Singapore. EIGHTEEN. I talk coffee, music, photography and art. LOVE ME FOR IT.

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Friday, June 12, 2009
My posts are getting stupider everytime.


This holiday's fucken the wall.

I haven't been giving myself a proper rest since holidays started. Going out everyday not only sucked out all my energy, but it sucked out all my money too. Urghh. My ass and my wallet deserves to stay at home today. Besides, mom's coming back from Macau this afternoon. She wouldn't be happy if she doesn't see her beautiful daughter in the house when she gets home (okay, whatever). :]

I seriously don't know what to blog.

Neil: What are you doing?
Me: Trying to blog. But I have no idea what to blog about.
Neil: Blog about SUPERMAN.

Urhhhh, okay?

I think Superman's gay. HAHAHA. He wears a super tight red underwear outiside his freaking bright blue women tights, and a pair of red boots to match his brief. And don't you ever wonder why even after battles, his hair would still look perfect? If I didn't know any better, I'll say he carries a comb with him everywhere he goes. And every time he flies by a building, he would stop to fix his hair and talk to himself.
"Oooh, I look hot."
"You're superman's coming, baby."

"This sexy thing's gonna whip your ass, crooks."


Okay, okay. Neil didn't exactly mean SUPERMAN. He meant another thing. Hahaha. But I'll keep my mouth shut about it. x]


Damn, I should get some school work started...
12:32 PM