my mirror image

my hsemate came home one day and told me that she saw someone that really REALLY looked like me, she waved at her but was really embarassed to realize that it wasn't me.

i met her friend's friend who later said that she saw me at campos coffee once and she thought that i was her, until she looked really closely and realized that it was me.

my other hsemate agreed and they got a WHOLE lot of people to agree that i look like her. i do look alike, i thought. but i refused to believe that there can be anyone out there that looks really REALLY like me.

until today.

i was 'OFFICIALLY' introduced to her by a friend.
do we look alike?
you be the judge.


this is my new found friend, Caroline. She's from PJ, Malaysia.
my face is taken from a HORRIBLE angle & my face is more in front.
hence, i look flat-face and like crap.


Qi Sheng and i at Uni after my lectures.

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mr. pig came back on sunday morning.
we had sashimi and FRESH prawns and oysters at the fish market with some friends on Sunday.
Seriously.
It was SO. DAMN. delightful. :)
i went to his place yesterday to help him pack up. soddof.

"i helped him pack up" i told shing today at dinner today
"WHAO. you're such a good girlfriend" she said. I think she was exaggerating.
"hehe. Of course... But then I don't think I did much. Coz I was tired and everything was so heavy and stuff..."
"HAHA. I expected that"
-_- "

on a very unrelated note, Eugene finally got his wish of clubbing at Oxford Street.
A few of us went to a few clubs and finally settled in a very very long queue last Friday night.
Stupidly, when we finally entered the club, we had to pay 20 dollars entrance fee (coz it was pretty late) and the music kinda SUCKED. for me, at least.
:(
i missed mr. pig so much i didn't enjoy myself at all that night, but wished that we were in my room, curled up under the sheets watching a movie from the laptop instead of him being far far away.

a stupid fella was hitting on me in the bus last week. Can you actually believe it? I didn't even realize it until I came out of the bus and Mr. Pig asked me what the fella asked me and what he was talking to me about. I was so so tired and so so blur I didn't even know. I am so blur about these things. even when mr. pig first asked me out on a dinner/date, i thought it was just dinner. with a friend. until maybe, like the day before/date itself.