Do you remember 21st night September.

exfoliation for the physical temple of the soul. absolute euphoria. though it’l be awesome if there were scrubs with wooden handles and a glass partition between the pee pot and the shower area.

looking forward to payday and getting a hair mask. more optrex for the eyes. and away disgusting messy brows!

r is back in camp and he passed his driving! which makes me more inclined towards getting my license than anything else.

i shall try my best to make sure i pass before k does. he is so lazy to go book his btt, i wonder why.

recent events have since brightened up their days (r and k to be more specific). now, k has unknowingly made a pact with r to disturb me or laugh about the things i say or try to say. i’m astounded.

haha. still i love you baby.

Just had a subway sandwich and I’m very full. One down, four more to go. 23rd is cell bio. I’m 3/4 prepared, leaving only with more revisions and cytoskeleton. Our rigid makeup of our mini self.

Praying for > B for ecology, please.

The need to start flipping my pages again is pressing yet I’m so lethargic, so can-i-not-study-for-half-an-hour-more.

Cellbio, all night long baby.

You’re the best thing that ever happen to me, despite having to take care of the sick you 3 times as of now (:

Don’t be foolish, don’t be scared.

Because I miss you so. Your dewy eyes. Your fluffy ears and missing tooth. My baby boy, do you know how much I love you? Can you rmb the time when you foolishly fought with the neighbour’s cat and got a scratch on your eyelid. My heart hurt when you did that. Can you still rmb when your friend tried to sniff your biscuits and you growled at her? Naughty boy, I still love you. I miss you, my girly brave boy.

where’s my white-vented myna? is she an insectivore? is she a fruitivore? or is she carnivorous. oh where’s my white-vented myna?

met jc, xl and their new angmoh friends who have came to backpack and explore asiaa. definitely amazing. working more than 5 months in aussie to save up for the long trip. don’t we all wish we could be a little more independent or daring to take the chance and squeeze out some time from the tickling clock, that keeps reminding us how old we all are for school, to travel around the world (in 80 days?) as of today, my lifespan has dropped by 20 years. thank you 2nd hand smoke.

love you, trying-his-best-to-be-idiot-proof love

I’m not Chuck Bass without you.

Days have been awesome. Funny how time flies and all of them have pop; now probably doing the sispec and ocs (tees) welcome exercise. And when k starts to scream “ord loh!”, i can imagine r giving that smile and saying “yes, stop it. very good…” in the most poised manner. well he isn’t always like that, ‘cause you can call him a dean winchester-lookalike, minus the angmoh face. Been watching supernatural with r and we can all say it’s a goodgood show!

R: (smiles cheekily, eyes glued to the screen)

Me: Oh my god. (turn and look at him)

R: (continue smiling, turning and looking at me)

Me: Oh my god, boys are horrible.. You’re so horrible. (Pft)

-Dean Winchester was probably doing his boy/man stunt again-

Yes, and the disc continues to run while we talk about it and etcetc. I can read your mind stupid boy. No need to be borned under the bad sign. I’l kick your ass next man.

You know you’re the best (:

So today r left this sunny island for bkk again. We woke up late today, rushed to t1, he got held up cause I bought a more-than-100ml bottle of anti dandruff shampoo for him. Okay I didn’t know the rules and regulations. Took flight at 7 plus am. I miss him. I miss that baby boy. So it’s another few miles apart again. 16 days. And I feel like calling up d to pass him some toilet roll cause he forgot to bring them, zzz.

I miss youu.