Home sweet home

I didnt wan to blog but i dun feel like doing serious stuff. The printing of notes, the doin of tutorial, the attending of lect, its back to the same old routine life, isnt tat boring? I dun noe how mani time i haf been complaining no life!!! HAha~(if there is no life, add life to it)


i am home sweet home so glad to b at home...its only tat after i went on the trip that i ren bed one, i tink its my whole room. I was able to fall asleep in tat foreign land but i nv slept well. Another reason tat i miss home was the freedom to do wat i want. To sleep at watever time i wan w/o having to disturb the other person. to wake up at watever early hours i wan w/o waking the other person wif my alarm


( Qiuru, me nt saying tat i dun njoy staying wif u...juz tat 2 person sleeping together...compromising is abit hard n i am sorry if i alwaes wake u up wif my super loud alarm...haha)


If u realli want me to tell u wat's the moz memorable thing, it is realli to be able to walk up n down the streets, like one of them. U feel that u r part of it. Tat's the moz njoyable part. Company visits n things like networking dinner lets me learn alot, c alot but i feel that that isn't the place, the kind of situation i realli want to b in, shld i redefine wat i realli wan in life or shld i try again. Once and the first time is alwaes the moz uncomfortable n doubtful part. But truly, listening to them tok abt their life overseas tempts me even more to travel out.


Back in the same comfort zone of mine....where no 1 cross boundaries