i think i made a new enemy in melb. this sucks. hunting for a room and knowing u are leaving in a few days doesnt make the heart feel lighter. packing is even worse, my room looks like a dumpster now, i have to navigate my way thru all the shitty mess carefully. i feel so terrible i wanna rip my oily hair out to clean my black stained tears. why must ppl pack only to unpack later. why cant someone invent some ultra light bags so some yellow asian girl wouldnt have to carry luggages heavier than her around aimlessly.

at least these pics with my baos in blood red lipstick that will so make my lips be the only thing on my face removes somewhat of the fears and tears. and the memory of how jade seah danced somewhat brings a smile to my crooked jaw. eh she step on people's feet also dont know how to say sorry. sala, celebrities are actually supremely normal ppl, albiet the few extra cash that get them clothes that normal beings cant afford and get them to places where again normal beings cant go in free or even get in. other than that, they look normal, act abnormally probably us normal beings pressured them into thinking that they are super beings and hence act weridly and in just one word, normal lor.

okays my supposed enemy is not angry with me anymore even before i finished writing. praise God. i felt like a pile of shitty sai but now i feel loved. humans are such fickle mantanas. as i've known, follow God, sure win=) Love XOXO