Belated year end review

I’d like to think that I’m never the kind of girl who stays at home on New Year eves, but I think I am. My New Year eves have always been forgettable.

Big things though happened in the past year, also filled with loads of fucked up stuff. Actually I don’t really want to list it out but Spize is taking too damn long to deliver my kebab, I feel too kebabed out just waiting for it that I might as well blog about the past year like everyone else, or post a picture of that suspicious strand of hair, parken near my mouse, that looks like someone’s long pubes. The joys of hot desking.

Happy things
Buying a house
Buying pretty things for the house
Engagement
Learning that the boyfriend could potentially be obsessive compulsive in re to domestic duties. A blessing for any girl!
Losing my virginity to Zouk Out, Recharge Revelation and Good Vibrations.
More trips outta Singapore

Shitty stuff
My mean average of shoe consumption went down significantly, as I find myself trudging to work in my trekky daks and selipahs as the rather unglam pictures editor.
Weight gain
Crappy financial and family crap

Some things I hope to achieve:
To master the ability to call him using the f-word (f.i.a.n.c.e) instead of relying on closely synonymic terms like boyfriend, co-home owner, friend and kawan.
Lose the 12 kilos I’ve put on in the past two years.
Throw dinner parties of my own!

But really, right now, I just wanna go home, read more erotic lit and shed in bed like everyone else.