Nervous Wreck like me

I actually thought that my cousin’s wedding would be tomorrow. Lolz… I’m such a bad living example of a cousin. Went for lunch at Marché Suntec. I don’t see why people have to always choose that place for gatherings. The food’s expensive, the food is all local stuff, all the stuff can be found right in my fridge, the smoked salmon tasted like salted salmon and the greatest disappointment would be the cheesecake. It’s just not sinful enough to be called a cheesecake. Then I dropped by some other place to get clothes for my cousin’s wedding, and was panicking when I couldn’t find a top to match the skirt (haha perhaps the first time you heard me wear a skirt) I spotted. Then my mum was like, “why are you rushing? You still have a week!” and I was like, “why didn’t you tell me that earlier? Then I won’t have to look like a nervous wreck rushing around the 4-storey building.” Poor me. Anyway, I’ll try and post a photo of my suit because it’ll be quite a break-through, even I myself is looking forward to it.