Felt so alone yesterday when everybody was busy. I mean, I only have this clique of close friends, and without them I felt empty. I know they have their own lives and stuff, that their lives do not revolve around the group, but mine does. And I can't help feeling so empty when everyone's busy, even my own boyfriend.

I need more friends.

A late night meeting at Lower Seletar and nobody even told me. Am I still part of that group? Or have they started to think of me as an insignificant half of a couple?

A group never misses to call. No matter how insignificant the matter is. Or how short the meeting may be. Am I still included in the group?

Just skimmed through a certain post of a blog claiming how bikes are like women. I don't like it. So stereotypical.

I do not like being stereotyped, I repeat, I do not like being stereotyped. Stereotype me and I'll turn nasty toward you.

Sure, I like flowers and romance but that doesn't put me in the same category as trillions of other bimbos out there. I have a mind of my own, a thinking of my own, stop stereotyping me!

What is it with guys and thinking that all girls are the same? That's like saying all guys are bastards and not a single one is different. And what is it with guys and thinking that money is such an important thing that it is vital to spice up the relationship?

I see a difference in our thinking. A big one. One that I might not be able to accept and love. Best not to broach the subject, eh? Don't want to be overbearing and force him to change.

Anyway, did a funny thing and got the pictures from my phone into the computer. I sent them to Roger, who uploaded them into his computer and sent them back to me via MSN. Here they are!







My newest cousin! Ain't she cute?

There were a few more but I think my cousin will kill me if I posted her wedding picture up.

And look what I made for Kenny:



Nice, eh? Was messing around with Adobe Photoshop, trying to learn how to use it when I came up with this. Photoshopping lessons, anyone?