I've spent like few hours on my layout. And I think, it should be presentable now.

To start off, I set my blog private is definitely not because of any gossipings or whatever shit. It's mainly/purely because I'm not happy with my skin and wanted it to have a fresh new look. So if you think that i don't want to invite any one of you, thus, deleted me off your list (when yours is also set under private). I've got nothing to say. It just reflects on how fragile our friendship is.
The above sentences are not pin-pointing on anybody. Just my random thoughts that hit me badly.

I'm quite happy with my layouts, after searching for so long for a new skin. Inspiration came from one of the blogskins designers. All along, I don't really like having only two columns for my blog. This is the FIRST time trying out two columns blogskins.

You can say whatever you want to say but type more than you could ever type because the more you type the nicer it'll look so just go on and on and on and on on typing this chunk like hi i am a girl who likes shiny things like diamonds and glitter i like nice boys and actually i am a witch in disguise this skin is inspired from mintyapple which is a community for skins.

I was overwhelmed by the words she typed (above) that resulted me typing a whole chunk nf my profile.
Still, I'm still not used to it.

So, I'm done with my blogskin. Next shall be........ blogshop and banner. Damn, i need to shed off some kilos. haha. Though i did tell baby that i want to get rid 5kg by end of this month. which is super duper easy to say & freaking hard to do. Even though, baby did tell me there is not a need to.. but.......
Guess i should start hitting the track.

Spent my day (dec 4) over at dear's place and I made wantons. hahaha. okay, i merely just wrapped the wantons with the fillings. Left his place and head straight home at around 8.40pm and i reached home just nice 9pm. Just in time to watch the 9pm serial.

When can i get back my money from my ex-boss. like what the fuck, i have my tolerance level. I'm fucking on the verge to yell at her. nb. Shall continue my whining soon.

Need to sleep.

Love, Sarah