You my butterfly. Sugar, baby.

The truth about truth is, it hurts. So usually we lie.

It has been a good weekend spent (again) with the boyfriend. I'm enjoying the life I'm leading pretty much right now. With the inner and the outer circle friends, somehow it just fits everything into perfect shape. This year's luck for me is better than good so I'm expecting a whole lot more from this year. Well, last year was bad for me in terms of the chinese zodiac.

So with the CNY coming, and going really soon, I'm hoping to get myself fixed up in more ways than one. I went for a good morning run with Justin, the boss, at Macritchie Reservoir and i'm aching from top to bottom. (Hey, you should give me a call if you want to go and exercise too.) That was on Saturday morning, which I went to Sentosa with the boyfriend in the noon with Firdian & Avanna (the lovables), coupled along with the boyfriend's friends where I needed to gulp one cup of barcadi on the rocks before I leave Sentosa (*rolls my eye*)

Now I'm having muscle fatigue from all that exercising. But I'm still going to go to Sentosa this Sunday, and it'll be a routine nevertheless.

Yesterday I went to Martin's (the boss of the boss) house where darling won $88 angpow which was really funny, cos we never expected him to get it. And the rounds of blackjack, chor dai dee and mahjong was going around over and over again. I only managed to make it back home, with all that laughing with Steffie in mahojng at Justin's house afterwards. I reached home at 5am. It's 3.12pm now and I'm thinking, I'm spending too many late nights out these days.

But what the hell, when I get up this morning, I called 6 clients already so I'm good with work, fun, and play. (Notice I put fun & play twice?)