The One Where I Miss Home

Was sat in the library tryna do some work just now and I was just sniffing my cardigan and I smelled home.
It was the scent of home. The detergent. And I instantly miss home )': Its been over 2 years so really I'm sorta used to it already. But this will be the longest for me before heading back home. &come to think of it, I haven been on a holiday with the family for more than a year already like WHUT. Sigh, we used to travel at least 3 times a year. &they're heading back to Tokyo during CNY..FML. It's a family annual thing & I used to be in it as well. Sigh.

2 more weeks, hang in there Eunice, hang in there

All about the stars and moons

I've a phase with cravings. A month ago it was macarons and now its biscuits O: Dont think the macarons craving has gone away though but mhmm cream custard biscuits.

Had a long 2hrs+ skype conversation with mummy last night. In the midst of having to deal with Richard's ridiculous expectations of me, thankfully my mum listens and understands what I go thru'.

Anw, V's arriving this wed whoop whoop so eggcited :D I'm not sure since when we got kinda close like how sisters should be. But its definitely throughout the period when I'm living in Sheff. Still remember having childish sentence like "Can't wait for you to go to the UK" "I can't wait either" thrown around 2 years ago lol jokes. Thank fuck she matured but she's still quite the empress dowager in the house ugh. Yeah thats how I address her in the house lol

Zombie tongue as you call it 

What a day

The worst is over I guess. What a crazy day it has been. My parents have been amazing and there is nothing more I'd have asked for. And to the annoying one, thanks for your time today xxxxx

Jinxed.

I'm not sure if its fate or I pretty much jinxed everything lately. Anyway, the past week's been a blast. I can feel my liver dying. No more getting wasted at Phuture, no more. It scares the hell outta me in the morning having no idea how I got home.

So glad that the cousins came over on friday. Despite having not met for years, everything felt the same. Reminiscing the bad ol' times, we were tyrants man. Woah woah woah, we got a bad ass in da house. Some showered together, whack each other's butts and eventually we slept together with the usual htht before we slip off. Though we pretty much outgrown the bed, the four of us can still make do with it. Prolly the last time we'll ever do this again.

Just missing Isabelle & Victor