J:
You ok? You look troubled.

Cruz:
Got meh?

J:
Whatever. So long as you don’t do anything silly.

Cruz:
Doesn’t matter what I do actually. It’s not going to change things anyway.

J:
That means you ARE troubled.
When will the King in you emerge again?

Cruz:
The King has never vanished.
Always ready for mahjong or ban lat. When?

I have a knack for making people pull out their hair.

I’m not sure if I’m overly sensitive, but it seems that people are lining up to dine with the Single and Available (but definitely not Desperate) Cruz on Valentine’s Day in lieu of the Royal Consort.

Go away, people. I’m exhausted!

Seriously, V day celebrations (or rather the lack of it) is the last thing on my mind. Someone can testify how I wasn’t (and am not plus probably will not be) into this sort of thing.

Right now, I’m in despair because:

1. I haven’t had the time to shop for ang gong gong clothes! I’ve finally decided to go 拜年 ing for a change this CNY. I need ang gong gong (preferably bling bling- but not too much) clothes!

2. I haven’t mastered the little stunt I’m supposed to perform at Chinatown on CNY eve! Can they just scrap my item and let me be Long Piao Piao’s back up dancer instead?

3. I haven’t completed my area cleaning!

4. I haven’t replenished my pineapple tarts! I am suffering from severe withdrawal symptoms and will drop dead any minute if I don’t pop a pineapple tart into my mouth soon.

P/S: The Bak Kwa craze came and went. It’s officially over. The only B of significance this season is Ban Lat. Or Ban Ban.

But.

I wanna sleep right now.

I had a hectic start to the week. Anyone caught me on TV news hosting events for The Protege and Just Follow Law? Now, nod and say I looked good. Haha. Appearing well groomed in public comes at a price. Apart from the time spent dressing up, removing make up in the middle of the night is not fun.

And so, I need sleep.