the world

i think i will blog about europe soon.
not for now.
when everything's haywired again.

i need my girls.
which i will be meeting them later.

fucking medical science do not have mid intake this year.
my gpa is only 0.1 lower than the required one.
fk. i dun even know if they accept students that just missed by abit.
if they dun, im leaving this july.
but everything's not in place again.
i hate it when things turn out this way again.

and i dun think i can leave this year
because i cant go for my wisdom teeth removal surgery today
as i have a terrible cough.
the doc say i have to wait till my cough recovers
or else i do it today, i will cough out blood instead.
and they change the surgery to 8july.
fuck. what if im enrolled into another course instead of medical sci?
that means im leaving this year.


fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

and from this trip to europe, so many things have happened
i've think alot. really alot.
i think the growing up thing has started.

i've enjoyed my trip alot. it has made me laugh alot.
but something else is making me unhappy.
i do not feel great at all.
i dunoe what is this something else.
even when i tell my gfs all the happenings in paris or what,
im not really that high or happy.
i felt it more of a being forced happy.
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to the extend, i dun even feel like blogging europe because it's not anything significant.
urgh. what's wrong with me?

i've been thinking alot about the world.
seen alot of diff kinds of people.
the rich, the humble, the poor, the sick, the hypocrites, the blacks.
the blacks guys were almost all over france selling imitations.
they just place a white cloth on the floor and put the handbags and belts.
gucci, coach, LV, D&G
they were just selling for a living.
i hate it when i have to ignore them.

and i fucking hate my tour director.
he has no manners or respect for old people.

just read grace's blog.
im feeling how's she's feeling about this freaking world.
stop&stare is in my head now.


really, stop and stare at the surroundings.
sitting alone at a cafe for a solid of 4 hours really just give you a taste of the reality.


it's good to be home.
but i dun really feel good.
everywhere's realistic.