here i am sitting in front of my desk in my room... but it's not actually my room.. it's my rented room in my rented apartment. and my desk isn't really my desk.. or at least not a proper desk.. it's a wooden plank with 4 milk cartons (which are not very legal).. a makeshift one.... and yes i'm back in perth again!
 
this morn b4 i left the house to head to the airport... the feeling of not wanting to return to this place was a so overwhelming... i mean i've been in perth for a yr, been back to sg abt 3 times. but this time returning to perth.. it was filled with a sense of dread. maybe cos so many things happened during the short stay back in sg. had loads of akan datangs, found out abt certain stuff that were previously kept under lock and key. didn't make me feel good to like find out.. but nonetheless it's a necessary process in life. to find out what is the ugly truth, the unwanted reality. and get pushed out of the dream bubble that we constantly fight to stay in. just cos we don't wanna see the bad side of things. (not very eloquent here.. so bear with me) anyways i left with a heavy heart... it was only made easier cos i wasn't travelling alone. i was travelling with eelis and bryan.. (eelis hope u recover soon yah.. drink more water.. and take good care girl! and bryan.. don't think u can walk okie.. just rest that ankle if not only get worst! take care too yah..)
 
anyways the flight was uneventful..the only highlight was probably when the brown colour liquid dripped onto eelis's face adn we were all wondering what it was.. since it didn't come from any of the bags in the overhead compartment...and we played tai di.. for a while..but 3 pple ain't really much fun. the food.. was not too good.. there was like pumkin ravioli! i mean like who the hell eats pumkins? in ravioli? it's like putting tomatoes into wantons.. GROSS man.. the fish and rice didn't seem any better.. cos it looked like those dishes from the cai fan stall that really sucked. anyways i shd not complain.. must be thankful for the little things in life...
 
anyways came back to my rented place.. it's quite alright.. i mean not messy... just slightly.. apparently my room was messier than most of the place combined but sacha did a good job at clearing the room so it was not that bad.. i heard that the day b4 i came back it looked like hurricane sacha just swept by for a visit. anyways i'm pretty tired out from cleaning my room and organising it... hahahaha i mean it's okie to have my room untidy... i can't stand it being like dusty and dirty (and no it's not directed to u sacha.. it's just a general statement. must clarify)  went dinner with jac at the uni place at broadway.. had a GOOD TIME catching up with her.. realised how much i missed her.. (and don't worry pple in sg.. i'm missing u guys too!!! loads man!!! lub lub)
 
after coming back here.. altho i did not want to... but it dawned upon me that i actually..(wait going to shower....oh nvm.. i shall just type) okie back! after a long delay en route to the bathroom... cos i was talking to zhong (i will always talk to u lah! don't make it sound so bad yah..) watching ja squeal and sacha came back so talk to her for a bit. anyways here i am, smelling all fresh and lavenderish... hahahahahah!!! with mango body butter to moisturise my skin, keeping it smooth and sliky... and bed head's ego booster leave in conditioner! makes ur hair feel good (hair need to feel good too u know.. if not they wld be sad.. hence all the split ends) where was i? oh yah.. it dawned upon me that i actually missed the independence and freedom that i have over here in perth.. i actually yearn to be responsible of myself, my rented place, my studies and my daily stuff... it's so nice to be able to say that i cleaned my (rented) place, i kept it neat and tidy... i cook my own meals (and for others)... i pay my own bills (altho not with my own money but still the effort is there) and stuff like that... i do think that i'm getting used to coming and going at anytime i please.. without having to answer to my mom constantly.. i do admit that i sometimes long for her naggings.. but sometimes i don't miss that at all... esp when i'm back in sg.. then suddenly i have to answer to her.. after like months aways from home and all... weird and mind boggling..
 
anyways whatever i wanna write abt just now think it got washed away with the water from the shower... will write it up when i remember..(which is highly unlikely...)