you know. from today onwards. i swear NEVER. i repeat NEVER. to organise a bbq again. dinner parties are okay. but NEVER. NEVER AGAIN AM I FUCKING ORGANISING A BBQ.

the punster bbq is today. well. its supposed to be a punster bbq. but really. if only 6 of us is here. out of our usual group of 13 den i guess its not really much of a reunion issit? and the worst part of it is. i hate it when people said okay they'll see if they're coming. like how the fuck am i supposed to prepare anything?! and its not as if i'm getting ANY help. this was done SINGLE-HANDEDLY by me.

i really felt like screaming my fucking head off when yuzhen msged me and said she wont be eating at today's bbq cuz she had one yesterday at sherelynn's. and i was thinking. fuck. okay. tt's one more person who didnt bother to tell me until last minute! i mean. she cldnt have told me all this yesterday?! and nobody bothered to tell me tt iz got a job and cldnt be here till late. and i thank god tt i called her yesterday nite so i wldnt have a freaking excess of food. i guess it fell on charmaine's shoulders to tell me.

i mean come on la. make my life easier can? i guess it sounds really unreasonable. but can u even begin to imagine my frustration? and to add on. my own doofus-ness of letting it slip my mind tt i forget to let jolynn noe the actual date so she's working. i'm so fucking apologetic. my god. this is turning out to be a disaster. i have 20 chicken wings. 20 hot dogs. 24 fishballs. 5 potatoes. 4 bottles of drinks. 300g of prawns. a bag of marshmellows. and i'm actually fricking positive tt it can't be finished.

argh. it really isnt easy to do this alone. this is one of the times i'm wishing i cld turn the clock back and say LET'S GO OUT FOR DINNER! instead of LET'S HAVE A BBQ! i'm panicking.