The Iron Butterflyomg. my back hurts like a lolli taken outta a kids hand. me and my smart-ass self, acting smart once again and attempted high jump at 1.2 m...landed on the bar squashed between my back and hand. alas, a bruise has emerged, the size of an oval egg, with a bump of potential pregnancy too. nah, im kidding- but that bump is real ok. :(
oh, we took this at the museum, quite cute right. me and 'ma favourite 'boi's.
went out with wen and cla after church. sermon was about money. yes, money. and the first and only principle i remember from that hour long sermon is:
oh, we took this at the museum, quite cute right. me and 'ma favourite 'boi's.
went out with wen and cla after church. sermon was about money. yes, money. and the first and only principle i remember from that hour long sermon is:
- money will disappear eventually
- money will dilute (to somewhere/something, GOd knows)
- money will destroy you
yes, that's what happened to me...even without money, i managed to choke up about 100 bucks worth of clothing yesterday...my money disappeared from my wallet, diluted into the cash register and destroyed my principle/resolution of practising frugality. perfect.
nonetheless, i die a happy death :)
our attempt at being gossip girl imitators
i just realised i had THESE functions on my phone. coolness
with love,
Charmaine at 6:57 PM
and i'm superbly stressed. imu already.
<3 claire