back to missing.

back to missing.

yes, now that the weekends and cny hols are over, baby's going to spend time in spore again. so, it's back to more of missing and less of seeing. referring to HIM of course. i know, it has a ring to it, doesnt it? maybe my writing sparks are back afterall.


i am having a pretty rough time putting up with the somewhat-constant blasting of fireworks. i love the array of lights displayed, but can those things be a little quieter? sheesh. especially when they are set off a few houses down from yours. you could easily mistake it as thunder roaring right next to your ears. i never fail to jump when the first blast of fireworks are set off. urgh. i guess i am in a crappy mood again.


it seems that many people are going to the FOB concert on 3rd march! haha. i am not, so not really my prob. the free-standing tickets are going to stop selling later at 8.59am on 26th feb anyways. so, fat hope if i want to go too. unless i book online, but i'm not such a person to do stuff like that (plus, no credit card.). i like the face-to-face and cash-to-goods transaction better. call me old-fashioned, but i still want to like what i like, do what i like. hahahaha.

anyways, people who are going, have fun moshing!

maybe, we'll catch the P!ATD or MCR or AAR or THE CLICK FIVE etc concert together if they come to town. i would like to see them live more than FOB anyways, since i dont really know them, but their songs are pretty easy on the ears when they play on the radio. hahaha. i'll just wait when a worthwhile (in my viewpoint.) band comes to town. like circus coming to town! hahaha.


i shall go off now. dont really have anything to blog about. currently am more interested in reading something, finding something that will interest me. hahaha. know what will? march edition of elle and chamomile tea, here i come!

ta-ta.

xoxo.