oh face it no matter how devastating it is.
i'm back in SINGAPORE, i'm broke, i'm weighing 5x kg!
anyway anyway,
i've uploaded the pictures on fb.
guess it somewhat tells a large part of the story,
but.. but.. it doesn't show the whole story.
this is where this blog, which I don't know who my readers are, comes into good use :)
i argued with my mum x number of times.
every time i wana get something for a friend she'll go "are you sure?".
oh god damn it, 50% of the cash was mine but 100% of the time i don't feel it.
whenever my bro wasn't traveling with us, i had to navigate.
i'm a map idiot which seems to piss both of us off.
her distrust, doubts and 101 bombarding questions drove me nuts.
i was so jaded trying to find the way.
and so.. all the bad memories accumulates.
until.. until at the end of the day,
sometimes at the bar, mostly in our room.
chips and beers, and all forgotten.
chats mostly on how awesome or loser the destination is.
a picture may speak a thousand words,
but.. but.. my camera only clicks on happy moments.
at least when i reminisce, it'll all be about how lovely this trip was,
and how 70% of the fats went to my face.
i'm not going back to school with all these with me
yy here @ 12:55 PM

