Tadaima

few days ago, i woke up early in the morning, panicky clean myself, drank some ensure *yes, im pretty sure im going to turn into an ensure can*, S$20.60 trip to the airport via cab, realised i went to the wrong terminal, turning around in the airport, checked in, waited for two hours cause im obviously TOO EARLY, an hour and 15 minutes flight, and an hour of car trip in my dad's viva, im finally home. And what shall i say? Home sweet home? Nah, i'll just say. everything feels the same.

Not about the feeling i had towards my hometown, but the feeling of coming back from a faraway place. its like, i know this town for so well, like its never gonna be an awkward moment when i see it after two months. Its like. Just familiar feeling.

And so, i begin my break. 3 weeks. no exact plan. main goal is to:-
1. PLAY HARD
2. READ ABOUT CARDIAC DISEASE *yihui, you should read up too. kinda nervous about the ward 61 or 63 - whatsoever laaa-*
3. MEET UP THOSE PPL I WANTED TO MEET. which i already missed the chances of meeting some of them, and awaiting chances to meet the others.
4. JUST RELAX
5. ERH.... nothing much.

ahahahhahahah. Look, so nonsense. Blah.
currently very into colbie caillat. she sounds simple. taylor swift sounds energetic.
bubbly~