the M hits again? when you don't see the blogger.com url in your list of sites, you know its time to start typing.
bleah. there's been nothing much, in life. only emotion involved is disappointment when i gotta turn down all those plans. so sorry mab. i know, i was the one who got so hyper about travelling, the one who decided on taiwan and who changed it to malaysia, and finally the guilty one who has a mother who has a sister who convinced the mother of the looming dangers waiting for me in our dear neighbour country. -roars.
guilty of it all. and dumbledore said, "lets go now, to pursue that flighty temptress. adventure."
my mom never did understand those potter books.
i could have been packing those bags, stuffing that phillips toothbrush, grinning stupidly at the passport. grumbles.
oh, i have photos to show. but that passion was just passing, as it turns out. lost, but not found, yet? such a happy girl i was.



and just one pathetic almost zebra-less, and definitely diana-less, photo to remind us that we had stepped into the zoo that fine day. oh no, i remember hiding from the rain, mustn't be that fine then yar.
i just hope outings following that, would be more fun, more real.

i know what would be my pill to the blues. meeting up with some of my girlfriends, sorely missed can.
then maybe i wouldnt be thinking of my mom dying and nasty stuffs like that.
oh, and i would be employed start of next week. hello to solo lunches, and monologues with dried meepok. i really hope jiurong's right that the colleagues are nice. university seems so much closer now that i know, that my work will end only by mid July. that'd leave me with about 2 weeks to university. gives me the butterflies and a tummyache.
the puffy white clouds and pure-blue sky tells me ive entered Simpsons World.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 10:50 AM.