Mayboo’s getting old.

She’s 21 now. What an oldfart!

(I’m 16, so shuttup :P)

Anyway, she threw an Aussie outback / Cowboy themed party at her resident of 20 people last Saturday. And because I just got back at 3am from a pub crawl the night before, the first thing on my mind is to find some energy!! I was late for the party - sorry Mayboo! And I didn’t get her a present. Worse of all, I didn’t even dress up!! What a party pooper - I believe now I’m probably the worse friend ever in Mayboo’s friends’ list. And everyone must be thinking, what a horrible friend I am!!

:(

I do realise that too!

I’ll shout you a meal next time, chicky! Just remind me.

It was also a reunion of the three musketeers. We used to be classmates in Psychology and was put into the same group. And we started off not speaking at all, and ended up studying together for the exams at Mandi’s house together with her VERY naughty brother.

It’s a reunion after like more than a year for us 3!

This is Mandi. And Mandi is smelly.

And this is Mayboo. Probably one of the loudest persons I know. Happy 21st Boo!! You’re old and just accept it.

It takes time to accept that but you’ll age gracefully, I believe! :)

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Ehon is not happy. It’s probably the most frustrating and tiring two days of my entire life.

Ok, I exaggerated but yeah, it’s just very full on, and I have been waking up at 5.30am for no reasons. Probably some one or something I can’t see decided to wake me up and not let me sleep. So I spend my morning tossing around feeling pity for myself.

Ah wells, I’ll get back on my feet and be all positive and hyppy again soon!

I have another party to go to this Saturday and I’m still thinking whether should I go or not. Hmm.. Should I? Or should I not? That is the question.