So I knew this book, "Can You Keep A Secret" by Sophie Kinsella has been a huge hit but never gotten about to read it. I got it at Kinokuniya today cos I was done with "Remember Me?"; Pegs and I had a conversation that went like this.
Samantha says:
YOU ONLINE?
amazing
lol
i read half of my new book
Pegs says:
wtf lah
Samantha says:
by the same author
Pegs says:
OMG
wad title?
Samantha says:
sooo funny omfg i was like in stitches
Pegs says:
sai
haha
Samantha says:
can you keep a secret
Pegs says:
i can
Samantha says:
no it's the book title
HAHAHA
WTH PEGS
Pegs says:
HAHA
I KNOW
Samantha says:
HAHA
LIKE REAL
So many friends have expressed concern... Pegs rushed down and accompanied me throughout the night, I was talking to some people just to get my mind off of things, my first time to Marina Barrage...
I've been such a hideous wreck these two days. I cry at any little thing and my heart twists any random second. I don't know what I've become and I don't like it at all.
I don't know what's the appropriate answer to "Are you alright?" because I can't possibly reply, "It wouldn't make a difference even if I'm dead cos I'm going through hell now."
Basically I cannot be bothered to make any decisions with my life right now.
So I just went ahead with the idea of getting braces. Me. With braces. In 2 weeks. I don't know what I've actually put myself into.
Heck, I was already walking around town just now with smudged eye makeup with no sleep the entire night. My vision was a complete blur cos I was tearing and had to get eyedrops before I walked straight into a wall.
My parents were so nice as to bring me to Chatterbox Chickenrice(which is good btw. Too bad I didn't bring my camera) at Meritus Mandarin after our dental appointment and walked around with me to get my necessities.
I had wanted to get a liquid foundation from Chanel, thinking that my shade was 20. I went to 3 malls and they told me it was discontinued/sold out.
I was so bloody horrified and gave up searching for it, but thought of calling Pegs while on the way home.
She was like, "IT'S NUMBER 10! NOT 20!! I TOLD YOU IT WAS 10 JUST NOW!"
I woke up at 7pm to find 2 paperbags at my doorstep. A bouquet of Hydrangeas, some creams and my Chanel liquid foundation. Thanks. :)
I've realised that I've been ranting non stop for 2 days.
It's been too overwhelming.

