Stress, stress.

My lawyer interviewee has let me down when the deadline for my article is tomorrow. So now I am trying to bug my editor into letting me use his lawyer cousin but his lawyer cousin can only reply me tomorrow. And also, it is quite possible that he gave me the wrong email add to reach his lawyer cousin because the email bounced, bounced, bounced, bounced (sorry, fatty koo song, lol).

WAH MAD RUSH. I HATE RUSHING FOR DEADLINES, PUI.

We used my cousins for our Chesdale commercial today and bloody hell, Sara, who is almost 2 years old seems to be growing curly hair. I don't know if you guys know this but I'm the only one with curly hair in my family and NONE of them look remotely like me. I have found kinship with a two year old! YAY! Pictures of my cousins coming up!

I returned to school (after a so-called study break of 2 weeks which turned out to only be one week because we had to go for make-up lessons), and during lecture, Serene and Ming showed me some nasty bruises and insisted that I bit them while I was high during our clubbing session. Eh, excuse me you horny rabbits. You guys just got lovebites from your boyfriends and then anyhow blame it on me. I am such a victim. Sniff.

Maria insists that the only way to stop me from biting people is to lick me on the forehead (which was what she did. I'M SERIOUS!) And Ming says I flicked her top up in front of everyone at Phunk. Omg. Haha. And alot of people tell me I burn them with fags too while I'm clubbing. I think I'm hazardous when I'm high. Wait, I haven't inflicted any pain on Mabel yet. HAHAHAHA C'MERE MABEL. Okay that sounded scary.

p.s. 8 month anniversary this saturday but we're both too broke to celebrate. Sob sob.