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Yes, she is finally back.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012






































Yes, I survived the whole of 2012, almost I guess. It is hard to summarize all this using just words. I find it so hard to express my feelings. A little excited over the start of another new year but afraid of it too. It means closer to harsh reality, closer to forming your dreams into reality. I probably need a whole new list of resolutions for 2013 and for sure, the top of the list is stop shopping. It is so much of guilty pleasure to shop at this rate. I promised myself (in instagram) not to shop for at least the month of December. Guess what? I broke my own promise for like 4 times in a row. God bless me.

And wow, I am finally fixing exact dates to meet my dear friends who have been waiting for my confirmation! :-) The rest of the holidays is fully booked for the important people and I got a new neon pink 2013 organizer to replace the 2012 one. I love organizers so much, you can't imagine how much.

Also, I am feeling a little little blessed for this Christmas. It is the season for the joy of giving :-) I prepared gifts for my dear friends and cannot even wait to exchange them. Please feel honoured the girl who is gonna receive the customized tumbler from me. I spoilt my printer in the midst of the making of it.

Today I went shopping (do you call it christmas shopping) with my mom and felt so damn guilty. Bags of stuffs of mine...breaking my own promise for the 5th time yeah. I am such a sucker for studs. Even my friends are like don't buy studs anymore, you've too much studded shoes.

What is worse now is that I am not sure if my memory is that bad or if my wardrobe is an amazing thing. Sometimes I don't even remember I have this piece of clothing and I will magically find it in my wardrobe. Plus, I am trying hard to ignore how messy it is. I know anyone would kill me when they see my wardrobe. You don't wanna know how much goodies I am hiding inside.


// For once I would honestly and finally say, I am happy for who I am.


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