The end thank you for watching

And today marks the day they head back to the US. 

I wonder what life would be like in 2016. 

The killers

And so 21st September marks a day I checked an item off my bucket list. 

When I saw them on stage in person, it felt so surreal. The excitement on the ground was so intense I thought I was going to self combust! 

Although all I could intake was man stink mixed with humidity, no amount of exhaustion could stop me from hopping. 

And so I woke up today at 1 in the afternoon with a sore throat and a broken body.

Can we do this again? 

Losing a home

The title says it all. Very soon I gotta pack up all my 28 years of crap and find somewhere to store them.

Annoyingly, I can't seem to swallow my fucking pride and suck it up. I can't hold my facial expressions when I get so much grief.

It's depressing really. Not to have a place to go home to.

Home

Stress is tiring. It makes one loses sleep.

Hope gives us strength.

Love keeps us going.

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So, I'm sipping carrot juice out of a juice box (wanted orange and grabbed the orange colored pack which turned out to be carrot).

I've survived another turbulence and I think is my fourth (?) lone travel on a plane. My first would be the business trip to Hong Kong when i was 20. Very silly I was back then.

Can't wait to see fat man and have my favorite desert.

XOXO

Oh the anticipation

1 more day to Bangkok.

39 days to Killers live.

47 days to being 29 (where has my twenties gone!)

157 days to D day.

Twenty Thirteen

I've never done a photo-shoot before. Surprisingly, it was more fun than I expected.

Despite a whole lot of changes due to weather, not so good tailoring and falsies falling off, we actually had a bucket load of laughers. 

Wan Sheng from Feldberyl is fantastic ad flexible throughout the rainy morning. If I haven't made a deposit with OEC for Jan, I would probably engage him again. Mind you, he ain't cheap. 

Go West

The Petshop Boys are coming!

Justification for emo-ing

Fuck. Another potential possibly I need to go for another op if the next scan confirms the dark shadow is not friendly.

I'm going to have pancakes at McDonald's across the road and sulk.

A little piece of heaven

Jeju is indeed.

The lovely blue skies, cool breeze kissing our cheeks and hot juicy sea food that tasted like the ocean greeted us. 

I've never really missed the company I've had after holidays. But I seem to be suffering from post holiday depression.

It could be the shit happening on the home front and the unavoidable fact that ill be losing a place to stay really soon.

It could be that work has became so mundane in a pace so slow I am unable to get used to the momentum. Wait, is there even a momentum? There is simpily no one to really talk to anymore. 

This time tomorrow I'll be in the lovely heat of Bangkok!

And on Fridays

I.love.gin.tonic.