It’s been an awesome night. It’s my favourite year, and also, the year I loathe most. For one, no bonus for me, cause I’m a part-timer. Two, first year I’m going single, and I have to face both my ex-s. Well, J and I are so-called friends now, so it’s not so bad. We even took pictures! And for the other jerk-ass, I can only say that some assholes just think that anything and everything you post on fb is about them. Well, wake up, jerk. I may be talking about you, which means I actually still am concerned about you, and miss you, but I’m sorry. I don’t want you back no more. So I think you should get over your ego and grow up. Already in a relationship, so why still bother? I don’t get it. You keep telling everyone I’m acting, keep posting on fb that I am annoying and wouldn’t stop asking other colleagues about your stuff, but if you are so over me as posted, why did you post about me or delete me on fb only since my last Chinese quote post?! One, the post is not about you. It’s a retweet, and it’s true, that’s why it’s up on fb. Look who’s immature now?
Unlucky for me, I had to be sitting at the table right by his table. Argh. We were so near, he’s like, just right behind me. I was sitting with the PG-reans, which Kym and I got a big scolding from Carmen and Ivy, cause they left seats for us. 爸爸 asked me to sit down, of course I’ll sit with them! Way more INTERESTING~ heehees. Well, other than the fact that I’m sitting right behind him, which made me almost wanna change over to PG@33 service staff table. Fuckkkkkk. I could stop looking at him, his back view, and memories came to me in a whirl. Shit. I hate myself for being like this! But what to do?
We were the noisiest table, the most mischievous table. I was really happy during the dinner, although distracted. /: first, there was the lucky draw, well, nothing much about that. None of us won anything worth the attention. Well, 小哥 won a digital camera. That’s the best I guess, amongst us. He also won a bottle of Champagne, which we opened when they ran out of beer. -.- he got it through the “Best Dressed” competition. It was so freaking funny! We gave all our cheers for him, and since we got all the loudest crowd, he won! YAY~~ the female side of the story was funny. Luckily I wasn’t sitting with Ivy’s table, cause she told me, “aiyah, why you never sit our table?! We confirm ask you to go one!” Guess why? Cause the nominees are supposed to do cat walk, and the emcee said they have to be SBH - Si Bei Hiao. LOL! And Ivy said, “you are so suitable! You SBSBH lor!” WTF?! Asttin said the exact same thing. Damnnnnn!
The rest of the dinner was quite a bore, except for our tables. They kept cheering, drinking, making super loud noises, “YUM SENG”, woah. No regrets going. (:
2nd round - kBox. Booked a room with Jimmy. Super nice guy. Surprisingly, we ordered 3 towers, but couldn’t finish. I was basically drained from trying so hard to have a really good time since he was just sitting at the next table, and I wanted so much to let him know that without him, I gain much more matured people who could accept and take care of me even more than he ever would. I didn’t even had a sip of anything in kBox. /: which was good, cause I didn’t really wanna drink anymore either. We gave the leftover beer to Asttin, Juan and the Novena sweethearts, who were also at kBox, but I only knew when we were leaving.
Having a dying headache, had to wash my freaking hair cause of the styling, hair is so wet that I can’t sleep but I’m fainting, and I have ST @ 9am. Argh.
Well, overall, I love my dress, love my makeup, love my hairdo, love my heels (sadly giving me blisters), love the camera used, love all pictures taken (sadly some are a blur), love my PG-reans.
Pictures will be upload later!
You know you love me.
xoxo, PrincessBitch; (: