
I have never had such a bad holiday in my entire life. Bad things kept rushing through me, the endless bad news and disappointments. Including sickos trying to play up with my mind. I once felt that it is thrilling but now its completely disgusting me. How sick people can get these days? I am so emotionless now especially having hatred for psychos. Days have never seem so dark before really its been tough.
Well... its hard to handle and accept reality. Now all plans are flushed into the drain by the H1N1 "frenzy". Its really hard to let go off the chest, it almost felt like i can't fall in love with a married man or a gay dude. How difficult to handle the emotional cycle when you want it but can't get it feeling. Most painful part is, i couldn't even fight for it. I tried and i lost cause i am in no position to maneuver policies. Thats the heart breaking part, i can't change policies! I wish Obama would speak up for me with his charismatic tone of voice.
I still remembered the days i went mad thinking of how beautiful my life would be surrounded by fashion forward people in Sydney. And the outfits that i am gonna put on, looking fab and all ready for a great breezy day ahead. Forget about the awfully humid weather and the insane bus rides in Singapore. Adapting a brand new environment, meeting new people and enjoying the breeze. I will sip wine like how i drink coke in Singapore every chance that i have and forget about getting drunk cause nobody will judge and give a damn. "Forget all awful things and only look forward", that will be the sentence i say to myself every morning. In a way, i wanted this trip to be a emotional healing therapy for myself. I've heard so many great stuff about Sydney and i've never stopped looking forward to stay there for 3 months.
Reality checked. The world is not doing so well and all of us will be affected. Thats the fact we have to deal with and move along. I am thankful school is trying their best to make it up with our emotional lost by replacing us with a relatively established company. I would say my CM did a great job in brain washing me, i have completely no idea how the heck i became so positive now. Alas seems like for now, i have only left with a choice. Either live or die, simple as it sounds.
Coke, lays chips, butter buns, cool room, comfy bed and sex and the city seem to make me forget about my current trouble. You see fashion definitely made a difference in my life. A real pain in the ass.