I realise over the years that whenever I'm angry or sad or heartbroken especially, I will lose appetite to eat and majorly thin down. But when I'm happy and truly content with life, I get chubbier and chubbier.

And suffice to say, I swear I'm gaining the pounds. Heh. Ah what to do. :)

I still can't believe one whole bloody month of fasting went by just like that. Like, that was mother freaking fast? Now it's Syawal and I bet September is gonna zoom by even faster. Heck, I'm already making plans for October sia.

I'm slightly sour I won't get to meet my friends this weekend.. :/ Been so wrapped up with preparations and family obligations. Bleah..

Monday is back to work and for once, I wish our raya celebrations lasts as short as the CNYs.

At least I got to stir up a racket with them crazy noisy sparklers heeehee. I swear I love sparklers. And blowing bubbles. And doll houses!!! Heh good night people.  

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