The end marks a new beginning.

Toaster. Yes. That's one of my farewell gift. Ha. This is the second huge item I lugged home from the woody lands home by bus. First being my MacBook. Gosh.



And this. A Jetoy cat mirror.




The (ex)cols have been nagging at my hair for two weeks since I cut it. Wanting me to grow it into a bob again to regain my femininity(!), saying how men don't like gals w hair so boyish...etc. Pui.

And talking about taking the risk in love, if not there would be no return. I think it's easier for me to pump money into real investments than in the love arena, somehow. Men, or rather, boys, never fail to prove to me that there's no such thing as a platonic friendship. How disappointing. How not to love my gfs more if boys are like that? I mean, come on!

- via iPhone <3