like a fish out of water. a salmon sashimi that sucks, and ladies finger that dont rock, this is how it feels. every year as the home sickness starts to wear off, the daunting fact of loosing your friends sink it. every year you loose some, its a sad fact we all have learnt to get a grip of and cling on to Jesus. who can we blame? our foolish selves that only wanted to dash of for the greener plots of grasses?

sianjipua.




maybe some day i'll come back, and find that you'll be gone.


you dont call it a friendship if distance makes it fall away.

that got me thinking.





would i live a frog/ hippie/ or antelope?



stephen bought me a cake today(: he and john sang happy birthday so loudly in the restaurant i was rather embarassed but really happy (:! lasspig makes me happy too. ni zhen de shi zhi xing pen you! ou oy lei ya! and they ask me what's different from perth, and i thought you, you , and you. R1,R2, R3



tmr's moomba. maybe it'll stop me from thinking.