catching up with cindi was fun.
dinner was abit too much for me.
learning about all the disgusting lewd forfeits in her camps make me fear alittle for my own.
ntu's hostel room was EXTREMELY gross, due to the previous foreign occupant lacking of BASIC hygiene practices.
sweeping the floor thrice, vacuuming twice followed by mopping twice was really tiring.
learning of the identities of the bastards and flirts staying in hall is very much essential.
late night supper at Geylang with taka friends was great.
having a friend who was willing to chauffeur us is magnificent. (thanks TL)
love the durians, tau huay, tau huay zui and fried you tiaos!
but felt very much uneasy with some of the unwelcomed stares.
climbing up four flights of stairs is tiring.
bringing all the barang barang would have been tough without two cars. have since appreciate both my parents' cars even more.
starting to fear i wun be able to adapt to hostel life.
staying in the hall which is more prone to banglas' attacks makes it worse.
My dad sometimes makes the most horrifying thing sounds nicer.
What a typical parent might say:
"Dont return to your hostel too late, or else you will get raped!"
What my father said"
" Dont stay out too late. Or else you might meet someone who is in a naughty mood."
He's so cutee :)
- lost all confidence in males and myself after a failure. i am probably the worst gf anyone could have. but i will try to make my next bf feels like he is the most fortunate man. i am really sorry for not knowing of ur struggles. -Labels: emo, friends, hall