# 272

 At 711 when I caught sight of B&J's Choco Fudge Brownie.

Felt like yesterday. I know better.

Suddenly it struck me, the many "next time"s have all become invalid.

This was to be one of them.

And so on impulse (filled stomach) I bought the $5.20 ice cream.

But not at the cinema, not together.

I savoured it. On the streets, by myself. 

What an irony - sweet taste bitter heart.

# 271

Last Tues, Shorty (Smarty)-pants decided that hairs on her face were distracting.

Except for those brows of course.

And since nothing horrible happened previously on the upper lips + forehead,

she bravely told the predator waiting with strings in hand: "OK, whole face!!!"

Smarty-pants, being one, didn't pause to consider the advice given by friends:

DON'T THREAD YOUR FACE. SENSITIVE SKIN CONFIRM REACT.

 The process - bloody hell painful.

But Smarty-pants had high tolerance, was excited over "better" skin after...

Oh nonononononono. Mistake.

Two days later - worst breakout ever.

I am not kidding or exaggerating man.

Because of this ancient practice called pfffffthreading

I'VE BEEN STUCK AT HOME IN HOPES OF RECOVERY.

Cancelled all plans.

Now a week from the killer act and and I'm still healing.

Extremely slowly. Sometimes I think its even spreading.

Ugh help meeeee.

So people with very sensitive skin, please never be tempted to thread.

Others may look pretty but you'll just end up with a lot of unpleasant things on your face.

Learn to be wise.

Love, depressed Smarty-pants.

BOYCOTT THREADING!

# 270

Pining for love that might never return.

Time that is quietly slipping away.

Feelings that hasn't ceased despite all the lost pride.

Memories that will never become my present again.
  
陳綺貞 - 距離

# 269

Sammi Cheng feat. Van Ness Wu - 罪與罰

Two devout Christians, vouching for faith in collaboration:
 

It is really meaningful how their commitment towards God shine through music.

I thought the rapping was particularly good...

Not too over-the-top yet conveys the message effortlessly.

# 268

Up. At 0822.

I thought sleeping would be my best solace.

It always has been. 

But I'm beginning to dread the process.

Active mind seems to run mad everytime my head hits the pillow...

no matter how late I drag on so that I'd be exhausted.

I'm afraid now - this inability to fall asleep wears me out mentally.

Try as I might to distract myself in the day, the demons charge at me in the night.

They won't even allow me to dream.

# 267

Silent hysteria. Tonight.

# 266

A lot on my mind.

Close to imploding.

A lot to write.

But I don't know where to start.

Thought I'd have stuff to blame, or resent.

None. Nil.

Because today was very real.

Tears sang for me what lies beneath this beating heart.

All I can think of is (o: !

Face of yours, face of mine.
When we're both naturally at our best.

170207.

Will you be lonely, worn alone?

Dear God.

Give me faith in people.

For myself and for others.

 I'll always be your smallest bolster but chubby enough to be just right.