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i got lost at beach road trying to find this bridal shop for my fitting today. i'm quite happy, seeing as how i have a BALL this week (HAHA) and i'm have a couple of shoots and work tomorrow with liwen (!!) and i'm working at F1 ((: yayyyyy.

sorry, the main reason why i'm blogging is to feel better. better about everything. i need to feel better because i feel ugly and fat, broke, and sticky cause i haven't showered. i'm so sticky that when i move my hand down my other hand, it gets stuck. omg, that's like that "your mother's so fat..." joke.

ok i feel better cause i'm getting a nylon london issue for quite a high price but i also got a brand new topshop top that i reckon was bought on sale. i really hope it fits me. i'm like on a bloody spending spree, so people, go click on my livejournal shop icon (on the right hand side) and start buying my stuff to fund my manic shopping spree or otherwise known as "my escape from depression". it's true you know, what they say about retail therapy.

orite, good night. i have a long journey to redhill tomorrow morning. and i need to: EXFOLIATE. word of the day. go do it before moss starts growing from your pores. and if you're first/english/christian/etc name is kate, well, go ahead and pretend you're kate moss with that new green blusher you have on.

jesus, what am i ranting on about?
i'm really full of shit.
whoever said i was mature (even for my age) must be losing their minds. bye!