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Josephine.
Since 1988.
A tub of Strawberry Cheesecake Ice-cream with my favourite Hollywood flicks pretty sums me up.







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Thursday, July 31, 2008

oh my gawk! Age is really catching up. Realized that I have been addicted to grocery shoppings of late. My guy laughed and produced some kind of a smirk for he has noticed that I've been eyeing and sourcing on loads of basic amenities and homely materials for the past 2 consecutive days. Well, I can't believe that I actually spent some moments walking around shops which I would never give a stare last time. All these shops will auto-eliminate itself off my mind, if it was 1 year ago. Ouch, I'm so "aunty" now! Am I? No, I refused to claim it.

Oh well, this is what I picture 30-40 years down the road.


It's so not gonna be me. yes? no?