- Boyfriend doesn’t always let me sleep in. He makes me wake up sooo early (at 11am!!) when I want to sleep until 3… but then what is a hungry man suppose to do. I guess it’s not his fault I make him go for late lunches all the time.
- I’m lazy, but I’m especially lazy on Sundays…
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…and Sundays are one of the days I always force myself to go work out when I’d rather be stuffing myself with mac and cheese and Korean seafood pancakes. - I always feel so bloated because we always go out for a huge and filling dinner on Saturdays nights; this time it was all-you-can-eat hot pot with lots of sliced fish, mussels and oysters… mmm.
- Ferrero Rochers are on sale which doesn’t help the diet at all (and that mango/peach smoothie I made for myself).

- Worse of all, you know you have to go back to work the next day and there is no good breakfast special I look forward to on Mondays… breakfast quesadillas? How uninteresting. I want my breakfast wrap!!
Random pictures of the day:

“Nooo this is how a cowboy looks like!!” … featuring their HSM hat.
Speaking of Highschool Musical, we took the kids to see HSM on Ice last weekend and I seriously got so bored I had to whip my iPod (and I felt bad afterwards). I wish I was young again so those things could actually keep me entertained.
I guess it didn’t help much that we missed the first half hour of it due to that horrible accident on the highway that morning. When we were driving out to Maple Ridge at around 10am to pick up the kids, the traffic was crawling through slowly and when we were going back at around 3, there was still traffic. It makes me sooo angry when idiots drive on the HOV lane when they’re not suppose to; that’s karma for them which they totally deserve but not the other vehicles involved and everyone else who gets stuck in traffic. It also doesn’t make sense why HOV lanes aren’t opened up to everybody when it’s not rush hour because it’s obvious they don’t help much when it’s not.
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I had an annoying little voice inside my head telling me not to bring it that night because I knew I’d lose it and little did I know, everything was in my bag at the end of the night EXCEPT for my precious Show Coral. I was hammered out of my mind but I remember seeing my purse dangling on Boyfriend’s arm WIDE OPEN and I was worrying about my damn lipgloss— I didn’t even give a crap about my credit card and drivers’ license that was probably sticking out but I was too wasted to do anything about it. Now I’m only down to one more tube of this wonderful, limited-edition, retired lipgloss. Thankfully I just ordered one off

I’m such a big baby, I know, but now my hair is SO dark now and my extensions don’t match anymore and those weren’t cheap! If you’ve ever gotten a bad hair cut/dye job, you would know how I feel. But then what the hell WAS I thinking getting such bright red extensions because it’s so hard to keep up anyway?! Thankfully, I got some helpful advice from a















