Cup noodles are for miserable boogies.
December 21, 2009
Gah, yknow what, just ignore the default post and the whole lack of posts that comes after it.
Here I am, in a gorgeous little hotel in Peranakan Melaka, and I mean Peranakan. If Melaka had a downtown, this’d be it. It’s beautiful, here.
What a waste of a holiday.
I’d say I was actually halfway near done with homework if I could just prove I would complete the other half before going back to Sing. Darn.
Not much of a first post. Hypothetically, my first post was supposed to be on the first day of the holidays, yknow, to chronicle the passing of swift, swift time and all that romantic pishposh. Well, what was I thinking.
‘It will be romantic?’
To liven things up, we’ll be heading back to my uncle’s house in Johor. Christmas barbecue! I bet their new lawn’s looking just splendid (it’d better be, after all the stinking sweat I put into watering all-gazillion-acres-just-kidding of it) and when the trees grow bigandstrongandtall enough, we can hang HAMMOCKS from them -huge eyes- COOOOL.
This year has been such a waste too. I learnt alot of stuff, yeah, and I’m a whole lot grateful for that. But what’ve I got to show for it?
