WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

homesick  + lovesick + pms = massive trainwreck.

we only have ourselves to blame.

will i still be able to sing of Your praises, O Lord?

):

why must i?

i’m tired of always waiting and waiting and waiting.

then i would rather not have the convenience.

sweet innocence.

today..

thought of just sharing one beautiful shot i took in turkey (:

in the near future..

i’m gonna own either one of you big boys..

have been catching up with many people recently. awesomeness. but it’s kinda making me sadder by the day, with 21stfeb inching closer and closer. its funny how me and nazee love look at each other and think “you remind me that i need to go back to aus” x) gonna meet her tmr to go get some books!

my poor love’s been sick. ): sighhh. get well sooooonn enough okaye. we shall and must spend fruitful time togetherrrrr.

have been fiddling with my new lappie babye this week, got down to burning photos. happyness. its such a damn chore luh. told mom i will edit one day of turk day by day. and i procrastinated today. hahahahha.

looookiiiingggg forward to cnyyyyy not the eighth day tho. x(

bitter-sweet. thats what it is.

forty-one.

“You can fly so high
Keep your gaze upon the sky
I’ll be prayin every step along the way
Even though it breaks my heart to know we’ll be so far apart
I love you too much to make you stay
Baby fly away”

stitch is not singaporean!

“no larh, it’s an organiser!”

(:

45days more to go.

i’m gonna miss you so much, halfway down the globe.

just thinking about it makes me wanna cry.

sigh.

honestly, i can’t please everybody.

when i’m out, you guys complain i’m always out.

when i’m finally sitting at home for a day, you guys complain that i’m bumming around at home.

what do y’all want, really?

hello baby.

thanks mom.

learning to be gracious.

sometimes the things you do just irritates me so much.

or maybe i’m just tired?