couldn't keep my fingers away long enough

i know i said i had had enough of cyber voyeurism what with the likes of facebook/friendster/myspace shit(and i probably sounded really convincing too!),

but..

but....

i eat my words. There you go. I admit it. But you see these entries are harmless. They can't be classified under 'voyeurism'. They barely even border voyeurism. Just lil ol me churning out random theories, ranting bout sisters stealing my stuff, reporting some juicy piece of gossip every once in awhile, nothing close to a dawn yeo.

omg i'm getting goosebumps. Just listening to Above and Beyond does that to me! i've spent the past hour texting all my trance kakis "A&B zouk tmr. say yes." It's a shame dan's away. He wanted so badly to be around for A&B. So far dan's been my most staple trance kaki, ever since zee rode off into the sunset with his white knight matt. These 'married' people are horrid things. The only things i'm ever invited to these days are pretty picnics and sunday brunchs. Pretty soon i'd be heading to baby showers.

gawd this is depressing. I'm at that age that people around me are starting to formulate their 4year-plan and deciding if it's more feasible to get married in perth(majority of his family) or back home(few of hers). These are the more level-headed of our lot i guess. In fact just the other day i attended the wedding of my friend Malah from kindergarten. Our mommies kept in touch after all this time. I only agreed to attend it cuz i was desperate for a distraction for mommy's surprise 50th.

What i said to her:

"Oh congratulations omg you look lovely. You're lucky you found your soulmate at such a young age. Good on you babes. I wish you all the best."
What i really meant to say:

"Oh congratulations omg diets sure don't go down well with all brides now do they. You lucky girl, only 22 and wiping dribble off your husband's chin already. Most of us wait years before we get a chance to do that. Good on you babes. I wish you all the best."

I gotta admit, when i first heard of talks of getting hitched and whatnots, i panicked. For all of a second(or two), before laughing at my own stupidity. What's the rush. I have my whole life ahead of me. Logically the only reason i see to get hitched early is to buy a HDB flat. Rental is sky-rocketing. Private houses aren't feasible, not when you're 22 it isn't. So get married, place a down payment, part with a small sum monthly and in 5 years it's yours to keep.

Here i am on the 2nd day of chinky new year at 4.46am talking about buying a HDB flat. No wonder my sisters sneer at me when i sing along to Belinda Carlisle and Depeche Mode. I'm clearly fossilising right before your eyes.

It's time for this dinosaur to turn in.
Bonne nuit!