Greetings !

MERRY CHRISTMAS and a

HAPPY NEW YEAR!


i'll blog, later.

*Update*

It's 3.25 A.M.
I'm supposed to wake up in about 3 hours.
Flight is at 9 tomorrow. Have to leave the house by 7 or so.
I think I've caught the Twilight Fever and I'm under this delusion that I'm a vampire and I don't require sleep.

I just don't feel like sleeping. I don't know why.
The thoughts, the vague emotions, they're all just slowly stirring.
It'll give me a reason to be anti social tomorrow evening.

So let me just post some photos up to brighten up my almost-emo blog.

Early Christmas Celebration with my Sushi Family! Xinyi! Where art thou?!

Hung out with Willis on Thursday! Omg. I've missed him so much! We haven't seen each other in 8 years and after a big hug and big grins plastered on our faces, it was like we were back in year 7. And it was Maths class and Maggie Mee all over again. I just realised that we were in the same...everything (except language class). I remember feeling really sad when he left. First it was Yukino then him? Thank heavens for meetings like this! Nat darl! You should have been there with us!


I was going to continue blogging. But I think I"ll finish pakcing up my bag...and go nap for an hour or two. :)

On Contradictions and the Day After

I'm an unbelievable contradiction.
Even I still surprise myself.




I'm so not looking forward to tomorrow.

uber quick post

I wanted to blog a proper entry...then I yawned.
I guess it's not a good time to upload photos and babble.




Why does my favorite TV character have to remind me of you?





In and out of my head, and still wondering at times, what if.




So many thoughts yet I feel stifled.




sleep.

exit.

Why do I even bother when in the end, you'll just do something that will just inconsiderately snap my patience and piss me off? I hate conflicts, so I'm usually the first one to compromise, to accommodate, to tolerate. But that doesn't mean I'm a saint either and I hate it when I've invested feelings and it's simply disregarded. Response to this conflict? Exit.
If attempts to be nice is futile, then indifference it is. I'm irritated. I'll go sleep.


Don't ask. I just had to get that off my chest.