so daily, my internal alarm clock wakes me up at nineish for meteor garden. i sit in front of my ibook and skip classes to salivate over dao ming si's dimple [so much for my mother paying for my astronomical fees as an international student]. then, i help myself to the packets of crisps that make me 75g fatter, a routine that helps keep me sane but ( Read more... )

someone mentioned that there's this brighton air about me and apparently she meant it as a compliment. how very uninteresting. most of the time, we lack topics, hence.

in the end ( Read more... )

i do not find my mother's friend the nicest person to spend the next two weeks with, hence i have to cook up a story to shorten my holiday here at geneva. i shall tell her that my neighbours who are currently studying in scotland are paying me a surprise visit, and because it's a surprise, i got to know of it only today via email.
edit: i got to ( Read more... )

chee bye,
all i want is to be really skinny [wished i looked all gaunt and 16!]
chee bye,
all i want is to have heaps of cash without working for it.
chee bye,
all i want is to get wet with phil [datsun].
chee bye,
all i want is the modest mouse "land plot" t-shirt and its na beily not available ( Read more... )

my lungs nearly exploded on monday ( Read more... )

hey ( Read more... )

its not happening ( Read more... )

hey oh ( Read more... )

i am missing home. i am missing the food back home. i missing the people back home. i am missing the malls back home. i am missing home.

haven't been having much classes,
life here is a bore.
i don't know what i got myself into.
i am hanging on.
my grip.
i only look forward to my london trips.
you might want to come visit me.
drop me a greeting ( Read more... )