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Two weeks ago, I bought about a foot worth of white cloth as I had a pair of jeans I wanted to patch.

However, I was way too busy at that time and left that folded piece of white cloth somewhere on my desk. Directly within sight, so that I’d remember to fix my jeans.

A few days later, my neat freak streak got the better of me and I decided to declutter my desk. I ended up placing the white cloth somewhere else in my room.

Now, I want to fix my jeans and have no freaking clue where the cloth is, despite racking my brains for almost three days.

FML. Welcome to my world.

[Written at 11.03 A.M. (01st June) Singapore time, 8.03 P.M. (31st May) Vancouver time.]

Because I believe one should attempt to do outrageous things when one is on holiday.

I’m not the type that bungee-jumps off buildings (my health can’t take it anyway), but I’m a tomboy who generally shuns anything remotely girly. So when I saw this particular bottle of bright blue nail polish at Sephora, the first question that came to mind was – should I?

I’ve never painted my nails before – apart from a couple of times in lower secondary when I was going through the usual teenager-y phase – so this was pretty foreign. But heck it. I got the bottle anyway, did a bit of painting (with loads of help from my mum) and … behold!

Blue nails!

Looks fairly decent, methinks. Although some might argue that my hands now look as though I have hypothermia.

On a completely different note, I got myself an awesome water tumbler from Old Navy. It can contain hot water (to keep myself warm). Only three buckeroos, if I remember correctly.

Caution: Extreme Awesomeness!

I’d be flying off to Toronto tomorrow afternoon. Ottawa and Niagara falls, here I come!

Until then!