i don't feel like writing much about my trip.
just because.
when we get home;
i know we won't be home at all.
whatever.
there wasn't enough time though.
i couldn't meet half the people i was dying to.
to these people, i'd like to present a heartfelt apology and reiteration that i do love you, from the bottom of my heart, but please, it really isn't my fault that one day only has 24 hours, and that i lack a driver.
i really am sorry, you have no idea how much i was dying to meet you guys.
thing is:
i won't be coming back to malaysia for maybe, another year and a half?
if i do get into a university in the UK, then i'll be able to spend a month in KL.
otherwise, no game.
anyway.
got most of the stuff i wanted as well.
only a few more things left to shop for here.
bras and underwear. bras because they don't have my bloody cup size in m'sia, and underwear because i refuse to wear anything other than bonds. damn you kiran.
leather jacket. more people wear these in australia anyway. and couldn't find a proper one in kl.
dress. because they don't have cue in malaysia.
i suppose now would also be a good time to talk about the new year and all that.
but i don't want to.
because i feel like being disagreeable and angry right now.
2009 will be my eighteenth year, i'll be legal and all that schizzamadiz, its my last year of school, the most important year.
yes, tell me something i don't know.
does it matter anyway?
i'll just go on and pretend 2008 never happened.
again.
