Now that I'm back in Singapore for like, 43 hours (ok I admit it took me about 2 minutes to calculate that - WITHOUT A CALCULATOR OK, SO IT AIN'T MY FAULT BITCHES), I finally realised HOW MUCH I MISS EVERYONE!!!
YOU HEAR THAT YOU GUYS?!!! I FUCKING MISS YA ALL!!!!
SO WHEN ARE WE MEETING UP!?!?!?!?!
So freaking bored at home. Bumming around, alternately putting things into mouth and reading stupid books like 'He's just not that into you'. DUDE, don't ever read that book. It's a bunch of nonsense, basically just boosting your ego and telling you how fabulous you are. I'm so disgusted by it. Almost as bad as 'Tuesdays with Moorie' - like, can it get any preachier??! Hate these books. It makes me feel small inside.
Well, anyway, I cannot wait for ladies night. And New Asia!!! And my leaving party! Everyone's invited! Bring your own whores!
YES YES YES!!!!
Once again, after I return from a trip, I find a huge fucking bomb of gossip waiting for me. It ain't fair! I didn't land any Italian guys after all. (NOT surprising, considering... DESPITE all my life-long fate meeting Italians everywhere but in Italia.)
I don't know what I'll do without you guys. :( :( :(
Alcohol, I know I can trust you. You won't leave me like those dirty bastards did, would you?
In unrelated news: I really CANNOT stop shitting. I've shitted like, 9 times today. Is that all the toxins in my body? But that's ridiculous! My body is a temple!
Right right right. Thank god for these draft-saving options on blogger. I'm an extreme person, and sometimes I need to edit things that I say. Wouldn't want people to get the wrong impression now, would I?
(Hmm, I just re-read through this, and the irony in that is absolutely TREMENDOUS. Ah-ha!)
Ok, need to do frivolous, totally un-intellectual things like paint my fingers. Bloody judgemental Singaporeans. I feel so inferior now!!! AARGH! Goddamn you!Labels: books, frivolous, italy, love you guys |
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