Genji asked me what I see in her brother. Is it his dressing?

Er, I guess so. As it happens, since I am an Ah Lian, I’d rather have someone who wore cuffs, chains on his pants and suspenders than someone who wears t-shirts and pants every day of his life. Or flat caps with stickers on ’em, HAHAHAHAHAHHAA. (I’m sorry, you know who you are.)

And dammit, we’re at the age now where everyone’s boyfriends are getting fat. Gone are the days back in high school where every boy had sticks for limbs and veins on their arms wtf.

*thinks*

Yoh, I really am getting old

Only one and a half years to graduation, yo!

(Okay la, I’m aware that most of my old classmates are already graduating THIS semester. But still! That one your problem la, not mine.)

In fact, I can already see symptoms in myself getting older!

Like, the maybe partially changing my mind about kids.

And the fine lines around my eyes, oh holy mama!

Mummy, why! How! Don’t say I don’t sleep enough because I am getting regular hours. And don’t say I don’t drink enough water, cos here I am gulping down a big glass now. And I apply the Clarins eyegel religiously so what’s happening!

Hmm. Actually the label just says its meant for puffiness and dark circles, nothing about wrinkles.

And WTF!! I just put it on and it freaking smells like vomit! Mat 7, turned bad already I think. Mummy Ooi, faster tell me which eyecream to buy.

And and, the most drastic of all! I’ve stopped wearing pink!

It’s true it’s true. Time to change my profile, ohhhhhhhhhh. I still buy, say, pink phones and pink stationery, and still ask for pink chopsticks at dinner and pink futons, but I can’t remember the last time I bought a pink article of clothing.

In fact, everytime I go shopping, I’m only attracted to white, gold or purple stuff now. And I used to hate purple. Even when I was in primary school my purple Staedtler color pencil would be the tallest one and the pink one would be the shortest. wtf.

I guess I’m not going to be the mother driving up in her pink Volkswagen Beetle with Hello Kitty plush animals in the back seat to pick up her kids after all. wtf.

Fine, if I can’t be a cute mother I’ll be a pretty mother. wtf.

And I’m still cute okay, because that day I went to get a haircut and the hairstylist said I was cute and did my nihongo homework for me. wtf.

I’m sorry for the pointless entry.