hence, i blame valentine's day for the copious amounts of cake i've eaten in the last three weeks. i've had it up to my ears in cake!!
chocolate cake. butter cake. sponge cake. cheesecake.
being 25 means i'm fast approaching the 30 year old mark i have set for myself to achieve certain things. and... by the looks of it, i feel like i might not meet those goals.
my godmother asked me the other day at lunch
'how old are you now? 23?"
-_- "no. i'm 25!"
"oh shit!"
*wince* "yeah, oh shit indeed. thanks for making me feel better."
godmother P is synonymous with great food and style
more than twice my age and she stills glows like a virgin... and i don't think it's just because of La Mer.
my godsis Eda & Sam
a very pleasant surprise with compliments from The C. Club
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Does that make me your god cousin?
Wewt I'm related to Lisha
hahaha... i guess. and it also makes kristy & ben my de facto step-godbrother and sister.
man. life's complicating.
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