ecaco jts!(:
the sakae buffet completely killed me.
i practically stuffed my face with plates and plates of fried tofu and sushi. after which, the two greedy woman proceeded to pamper ourselves further with more desserts upon deciding that the provided was nowhere near enough muaha. now ive got a completely bloated stomach and the little tummy's peeking out every now and then, with that horrible evil smirk. phwooar. but still, im bloatedly-satisfied haha(:
- long overdued photos of the last ecaco formal!
  its irritating how my brother always succeeds in making me feel guilty. so much so that i'm gonna forgo erik's cooking tmr for some quality family time, that i'm starting to wonder how much of my life has actly been influenced by him. which is, pretty much i guess. somehow, it's hard to hide the disappointment. ive been thinking for long enough, that this is maybe, all superficial. please tell me its not. am 1) feeling horribly empty in spite of one loud crazy dinner two hrs ago 2) in a desperate need to talk to someone, anyone. well, hello there miss little emo. |
