WE AIN'T GONNA LIVE FOREVER.

I wish I can write something as depressing as "you are the only one whom i'd willingly walk through the empty streets in the dead of the night for,just to get to where you are" but my mind can't seem to come up with anything. Emo-demons took a day off in my head that's full of ridiculous information that I probably won't use until I'm 67.

Okay, I think my life like super happening now. I've got freaking ass good food (and I'm leaving crumps everywhere on my table), does life get any better than thisssssssss?!

Anyway, can't wait for beach (again) tmrw with N and AMALYNA! Omgness, it's been ages since I've met up with her. The last time was when we were at this creepy swimming pool with NS men everywhere. Being all alpha-lic and filled with testerones, eyes follow where tits go. Omg, I so want to go back to Germany again, maybe not to Munich since Uncle has shifted over to Frankfurt.

Frankfurt reminded me of how we were walking around with this girl that me and N were introduced to. We had our first (and perhaps only) home-cooked Greek food. The rice was phenomenal. I think, butter rice. I could eat that forever and be a happy Asian. I remembered that the host was super anxious about me being comfortable because I was the only chink out of all the muslims there and she asked if I needed chopsticks.




Okay, I'm refraining myself from sprouting out obscene strings of vulgarities, since the host is a very nice lady.


Then sunday, seesha* with D. Seesha* is the best damn thing after carbs. It's smooooooooth and pretty nice smelling. Go and die, for those who smoke seesha* and condem cigarettes. NEWSFLASH: Your seesha* is more harmful than ciggies. TAKE THAT, BITCH!

*seesha SHISHA Does the ignorance of not knowing how to spell shisha irritate the shit out of you already?





It's hard to keep you out of my head