hello singapore!

im finally back home to this freaking hot island. hahaha.. but im so happy to be home. guess what, i was freaking sick in frankfrut. i had a mad mad allergic reaction which happened in a split second.. just like that! i was in Prada and i tested the latest perfume.. and within minutes.. i swell like a watermelon.. and i couldnt breathe... f.shit you know...

was admitted to the hospital.. given a drip and a couple of jabs.. can you imagine.. i had to go through OVERSEAS DOCTORS AND NURSES AND NEEDLES without my loved ones by my side.. i was crying like a baby before the injections were given to me.

i still cannot believe how i managed to overcome the fear of being all by myself in another part of the world, another timezone, facing the greatest fear i have in life.
im just so so happy that im able to come back home.

anyways... here are some pictures of my sightseeings in new york! (that was before i went back to frankfrut when all the nightmare had started)

MINDFARK

IM LEAVING FOR A 8DAYS FLIGHT TOMORROW... SLAP ME.. I DONT WANNA LEAVE HOME............

omggggggggggggg

im feeling freaking emotional now. u know why... im leaving for flight in a few hours time.. sighs..

one freaking year has passed

and im still dreading to start that shit make up and hairdo with the uniform to work. sucks like shit shit SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

for example, today i gotta be at airport at the evening, i will not step out of my home from the moment i wake up till the moment i have to start preparing for work... so freaking emo u know.. haha i sound like some psycho kid... but its seriously horrible... i hate putting on that clown-like smile.. smiling from one end to the other.. or sometimes i will give that god damn sarcastic smile by showing my teeth.. wahahha!!! WTF!!!!! and when i smile like that.. just try doing it.. its like showing the dentist ur teeth... mr. dentist asks you to smileeee......... GRIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and den i will start laughing to myself for being such a cb fake person. i hate it.. but what can i do about it... i chose this path... i like the money... so i only can tell myself everytime before i start to leave home... its the money im up for.. nothing else...