Sunday, May 27, 2007
in china. everything is in chinese. the air stinks like crsp. and my occasional use of english/singlish sents everyone going huh. which is good, since i can probably like scold ppl w/o them noeing. (:
at least i can take airplanes w/o dying. and the mozzies love me. and everyone seems to think im too thin and gorging me with food. damn full and bloated. gonna get fat. and i realised milk tea here is white. kool. (x
tmr tmr tmr.
at least i can take airplanes w/o dying. and the mozzies love me. and everyone seems to think im too thin and gorging me with food. damn full and bloated. gonna get fat. and i realised milk tea here is white. kool. (x
tmr tmr tmr.
dance with ME . (: