hormones flying everywhere.

Sunday afternoons spent (virtually) with the twin unhealthily obsessing over Facebook games, being kiasu and discussing replies you really shouldn't say to a boy.

Exams? What exams?

Oh, and mummy called me last night,

"Are you home yet?"
"Yes."
"So who went for dinner?"
"Nique, Vid, Mandy, Chris and I."
"Oh so girls only?"
"Chris is a boy."
"Oh I see. (Silence) So who's your boyfriend?"
"I don't have a boyfriend, mummy."
"Okay bye."

(hangs up)

I'm starting to believe my family just may be slightly dysfunctional.

steal my dream.

I think I've fallen in love with a designer.

baby, i'm yours.

"You two are like a movie I could film"

♥

tell me what's wrong.

Dear friend,

There are some things I just can't seem understand.

How could you? Why would you?

Was she the one that was always on your mind? And if so, how could you be with someone for so long while thinking of someone else? Did a switch just flip when things turned sour? Do you think of her when you are with her? Or do you think of her when you are with her?

Why would you put yourself in such a mess? Why would you hurt someone you used to love? Did you think of the consequences of your actions? How it could have potentially (and probably did) scar those around you for the rest of their lives? How it would always be a dark cloud hanging above your head?

There are so many things I wish I could ask, so many questions left unanswered.

But the one that takes the cake - Why do I care so much?

make you believe.

Sometimes I wonder why I put myself through all of this.

Ready, get set, go.

and be merry.

I told myself I wouldn't get emotionally attached and I was doing just fine - until this semester.

Maybe it's because I subconsciously knew it was the last semester or maybe it's because my schedule wasn't as crazy. I didn't set out to make this last one the best, everything just sort of fell in place, and I'm thankful for that.

It saddens me a little that yesterday felt so final. Like the goodbye hugs were really goodbye hugs and the comfort zone I have slowly and carefully built for the past one and a half years now doesn't mean all that much.


College has indeed been one heck of a roller coaster ride. There were times where I'd wake up eager to get out of the house and there were times when all I wanted to do was to climb in my tiny cave and hibernate.

But I'm glad things ended (or begun, whichever) the way they did. With the new found friends (who apparently have been here all this while), the rekindled relationfriendships, Mamak G and Spinky, random KPD E meet-ups, usual Wednesday lunches and everything else in between - there have been very few regrets for the past four months.


And that's one more (major) chapter closed.

lips like sugar.

What happens if you meet the love of your life but you're already married to someone else?

♥

pudding and pie.

This week has simply been amazing <3.

...and I have no form of picture proof.

Yesterday must have been one of the funniest days in college. Seven hours spent at the same spot at the same mamak. I swear it must be some sort of record. From Stats with Manesh, holding Das's bag hostage, karaoke sessions, house talk, sharing good taste in music and other shit loads of random stuff - I'm sure as heck going to miss this all in a week.

Oh right, college is donezo in seven days.

Shit.

[Insert happy picture of the usual here]