Mum didnt get to make her hair this morning, cause the salon was too crowded.
Yarh, came home and complained all to me.
Er women.. HAHAHA.

Anyway, I'm using this cologne now. A complimentary gift from my company. Smell heavenly :)

Adidas

Yarh after that, rushed back to Hougang to meet some guy. Sold off my beige colour crumpler, finally woot! HAHA, and he bought it in some a hurry, just pass me the money and went off. Didnt even check okay, omg I think he trust me lah. Alrite, I shouldnt mind this, but yarh :))

I'm reading this novel now, very interesting plot. Ehh not about history pls.

The story opens in Amsterdam in 1972, when a teenage girl discovers a medieval book and a cache of yellowed letters in her diplomat father's library. The pages of the book are empty except for a woodcut of a dragon. The letters are addressed to: "My dear and unfortunate successor." When the girl confronts her father, he reluctantly confesses an unsettling story: his involvement, twenty years earlier, in a search for his graduate school mentor, who disappeared from his office only moments after confiding to Paul his certainty that Dracula--Vlad the Impaler, an inventively cruel ruler of Wallachia in the mid-15th century--was still alive. The story turns out to concern our narrator directly because Paul's collaborator in the search was a fellow student named Helen Rossi (the unacknowledged daughter of his mentor) and our narrator's long-dead mother, about whom she knows almost nothing. And then her father, leaving just a note, disappears also.

Byebye, I go play my need for speed now. Drift king yo.